The Stormy Transfer Student

Only a first grader.

Kim Hee-jin has always known how to control her emotions and act with dignity.

It's not that I matured early.

I just acted like that so that it would be less difficult for my brother.

'Whoa, I'm so nervous.'

But now that my brother is gone.

Heejin took off her mask for a moment.

You are finally taking your first steps into a new environment.

My heart was pounding.

I feel like it might explode if this continues.

I looked to the side at the warmth I felt through my right hand.

"Heejin. Be confident. You can do it. Fighting!"

Teacher Lee Saet-byeol, who felt the gaze, cheers.

The more this happened, the more Heejin gripped the necklace tightly with her left hand.

A precious treasure that my brother created for me to help me with my rehabilitation.

Her treasure rankings had long since changed.

From an old, worn-out rabbit doll my older brother gave me when I was little to a necklace.

Just wearing it makes me feel stronger and less anxious.

It felt as if my brother was protecting me.

"Fighting!"

Heejin stood confidently in front of the classroom door while listening to the teacher's words.

"Are you ready?"

Yes."

An answer different from the nodding head.

Is a timid personality also hereditary?

Heejin swallowed dry saliva and stepped through the slowly opening door.

'It's a chance my brother gave me. It's a precious chance to transfer schools because he knew I was being bullied.'

Heejin wasn't stupid enough not to know the reason for the transfer.

Because I have developed a keen sense of observation over time.

So, it will be different here.

If you ignore your family, they will hit you back, and you will protect what you must protect.

It doesn't matter if I become lonely again because of it.

That is the belief that 8-year-old Heejin awakened to early on.

She stood in front of her class of 22 children, clutching her necklace tightly.

"Okay, everyone. As I said yesterday, we have a new transfer student in our class. Please give him a round of applause!"

"Wow!"

"hi!"

"Wow, it looks like a fairy!"

It's pure cheers and appreciation.

Heejin confidently introduced herself.

"Hello. My name is Kim Hee-jin. Nice to meet you guys. Let's get along well from now on!"

"Nice to meet you, Heejin!"

"The fairy said!"

The voice and delivery are clear and uncharacteristic of an 8-year-old.

The children cheered at Heejin's dignified appearance.

As always, it was a yearning reaction from children toward a mature person.

"Then, should Heejin sit next to Seonah?"

"yes."

It's an empty space that seems to have been prepared in advance.

Clean desks worthy of a prestigious elementary school.

New textbooks were neatly stacked on top of it.

"Okay, kids. Let's just talk briefly about what we have to say today. I'll prepare for the next class and come back. In the meantime, please be nice to Heejin. Okay?"

"yes!"

The teacher had a brief assembly time.

After that, I left for a while to prepare for the next class.

The eight-year-olds surrounded Heejin during recess.

"Heejin, where did you transfer from? America? Canada? I'm from Europe!"

"Wow, your hair is pretty. Did you get it styled in Cheongdam-dong?"

It's a barrage of questions.

Questions an 8 year old wouldn't answer.

Is it because it is a prestigious elementary school?

Most of the children in this group were from upper-class families or the children of high-ranking hunters.

A second generation child of parents who are doing well in society.

So the level of wealth was felt right from the question.

"I've always lived in Korea. My brother combs my hair every morning!"

"Really? I'm jealous. I also wanted to continue living in Korea, but my parents came here for work, so I barely made it to Korea."

"Heejin, do you have a brother? I want one too... Mom keeps telling me it's too late."

At that moment, a child touched Heejin's pink one-piece dress.

"Your clothes are like fairy clothes. Where did you get them? Is it Le Quartier? Or maybe Maison de Blanc."

"Yeah, I chose it with my brother at Dongmyo."

It's a one-piece dress that costs 10,000 won for 4 sheets.

I picked it up from a clothing store that never closes even though it says it's closed.

"Wow, Dongmyo is a luxury brand? This is my first time hearing about it. I guess it's a high-end brand among high-end brands."

These guys also have some extraordinary things to say.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

So Heejin could only smile awkwardly.

I'm in the middle of sending out Q&A like crazy.

There was a boy who was watching for an opportunity next to Heejin.

"Huh, pretending to look like a beggar. You can tell just by looking at him."

Hong Ji-chan, son of a ruling party member of the National Assembly.

A child who admired his father who received everyone's attention.

That's why all the attention in the class had to be his. The transfer student took it away.

That's where the jealousy and envy springs from.

So I looked for a way to make things difficult for him.

As a result, it ended up catching Hong Ji-chan's eye.

The necklace worn by Heejin.

It's like a fishing game where you try to steal it and then give it back.

Then, if he sees her crying like any other girl her age, he will be able to monopolize the attention once again.

"Hehehe! Eight!"

Hong Ji-chan, who seized the opportunity, reaches out.

"Let me try it too!"

"Whoa!"

The child next to him is pushed away by his rough gestures.

It was his hand that took advantage of that gap.

He grabs the necklace and pulls hard as if trying to take it off.

Heejin's body reacted like lightning.

Phew!

"uh?"

The stat increase effect from the necklace also applies to non-awakened characters.

Heejin recalled her brother's words.

What do I do when bad kids come near me?'

Stop and go to the philtrum...!

"yap!"

A hand like a fernbracken accurately targeted Hong Ji-chan's philtrum.

"Ahh!"

He falls backwards with a new scream.

Protruding front teeth are a bonus.

The children stared blankly up at the child's teeth flying through the air in parabolic arcs.

"Ji-chan, who always brags about his loose teeth...."

"Heejin defeated it!"

"You pulled out my front teeth too!"

It was a counterattack that I reacted to without realizing it.

Heejin shrugged her shoulders.

What if the kids are afraid of me because of this?

It was a moment when fear crept in.

"Wow! It's a dentist!"

"Heejin, are you a doctor? Like this, bang! I pulled out a tooth!"

"Wow! It was a real fairy! The Tooth Fairy!"

"Are you a doctor or a fairy?"

"I want to be called a fairy!"

"Then I'm a dentist!"

What kind of conversation is this?

Dentist! Tooth Fairy!

These are children who have two nicknames(?).

In the midst of all this confusion, a relief pitcher who could put the situation under control urgently arrived.

"Guys. Everyone gathered together, what the.... Huh! Ji-chan! Are you awake? Who did this to Ji-chan? Huh?"

In response to Isaebyeol's question, the children point with their fingers.

In that direction, Heejin was standing there, smiling awkwardly.

"Teacher! Heejin pulled Jichan's tooth."

"That's right. It was really fast. Like this, swoosh!"

"I'm a dentist!"

"No, it's the Tooth Fairy!"

"No, that's not it~."

"That's right!"

Among the chattering children.

Lee Saet-byeol blankly stared at the transfer student who had been causing trouble from the first day.