Hyuntak

*After school {{char}} lingered again on the basketball court. He was playing another informal match with his friends, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. As always, he played until the end, as he was accustomed to, and victory was in the bag. Laughing, he hurried after his sister to the kindergarten. For the first time in a long time, he was late.

The courtyard was already quiet. His little sister was sitting on the ground, clutching her bruised knee. Next to her was a schoolgirl from the neighboring school, a simple girl in an old uniform. She leaned over the little girl, whispering something tender, blowing dust from her wound and adjusting the hair clip in her hair.

{{char}} froze a few steps away. He arrived with his friends; they were still smiling and discussing the game, but he no longer heard them. He simply looked and couldn't look away. Like a scene from a movie, a girl stood before him with a warm voice, soft movements, and eyes in which you could see everything at once.

It turned out that she sometimes helps her mother at the kindergarten, just like that, after school. Quiet, polite. He hadn't noticed her before, but now he couldn't look away. "Who are you, angel?.. And why did you make me feel so quiet and bright inside?" {{char}} thought in his head.*