My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 7



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-Does it snow in the middle of winter?: Hey lol, what’s with the Jikbak-guri folder? There’s even a video inside?

– Jinhou: This is a soccer tactics video.

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: Hmm~

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: Then it doesn’t matter if I see what file this is?

– Jinho: Yeah, you can look at it.

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: Hey, honestly, are you scared?

– Will it snow in the middle of winter? If you tell Winter to stop now, it will stop.

– Jinho: No lol, seriously, this is a tactical video? Let’s talk after looking at the contents first.

– Will it snow in the middle of winter? Are you really looking at my files? Did you give me permission? Are there any weird tentacle-like things coming out?

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: I wonder~ what is our Jin-ho’s gloomy taste~~~

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: … Ah.

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: This is a real tactical video, not fun ㅡㅅㅡ

– Will it snow in the middle of winter? Jin-ho, I’m seriously thinking about this so I’m asking. Are you a high school student?

– Does it snow in the middle of winter?: So this older sister’s sexy body doesn’t shake?

Since I was called up to the youth national team, Gyul-woo has been sending me messages every day. I guess she was worried about me skipping a grade to join the youth national team, and she also felt lonely being alone at home.

– Jinho: Winter, I’m adjusting well, so don’t worry too much. And don’t you feel empty without me?

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: What do you mean by empty… Anyway, I have to go study now, so buy me a Melona on your way back~!

Winter, who was embarrassed after having his true feelings discovered, left behind a joke about Melona and disappeared.

I’m not saying this to reassure Winter, but in reality, I was adapting well to the youth national team.

There was no bullying or ostracizing of me because my senior colleagues in the same position began to perceive me as a strong competitor.

Instead, the U-19 national team players held a welcome party for me, a new member, during their personal training time.

“Youngest! Who are you to be talking on the phone for so long!?”

“Girlfriend.”

I smiled and answered my roommate Cha Dong-won’s question.

“Hey, girlfriend, are you pretty?”

“It’s so pretty.”

“Honorable?”

“You’re so damn pretty.”

“This kid is now swearing in front of his brother. Will he stop talking soon?”

“Yes. Nice to meet you, Dongwon Tuna.”

“…Wow. Is this what kids these days are like?”

Dongwon Tuna shook his head and left. I followed him to the place where the welcome party was being held.

There were already seniors there, and I had a friendly conversation with them.

“Jin-ho, if things go well later, don’t forget your brother.”

“Oh, of course. I’ll make sure to greet you every holiday.”

“I promised. If I don’t hear from you on the holiday, I’ll write on the internet that Jin-ho has changed.”

“Jin-ho, we’re in big trouble. This guy is really a piece of shit, so he’s really going to write a lot.”

“Haha. I’ll contact you often, not just on holidays, but whenever I need advice. Seniors, feel free to contact me anytime you need my help.”

“Oh. Now that I think about it, we haven’t even exchanged phone numbers yet.”

I exchanged phone numbers with my seniors and thought about how they treated me well even though I was their competitor.

Well, there was no special reason.

The youth national team is made up of the best soccer players in their age group, and naturally, they are all aspiring to become professional players.

Players who aspire to become professional players are called up to the national team and bully and ostracize certain players before the competition? Even players who are four years younger than them? That is no different from declaring that I have no interest in becoming professional.

No matter what anyone says, soccer is a team sport.

But which professional team would want to draft a player who ruins the most important locker room atmosphere? Oh, of course, he can be drafted if you give him bribes.

And above all, the U-19 national team that I am currently called up to is not that young. Most of the players are in college or the K-League, and they have already seen, heard, and experienced so much while playing soccer in Korea. We already fully understand the power of personal connections.

“Jin-ho, do directors these days openly accept envelopes of money and stuff like that?”

While I was thinking about something else for a moment, a senior asked me a question. I nodded and answered.

“Our school doesn’t accept it because the principal blocks it. I know other schools do.”

Starting with that question, our conversation naturally shifted to which director was the biggest asshole.

“When I was in elementary school, my parents forgot to give me a note. One day, they suddenly changed my position to fullback.”

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“Wow. Are you looking down on fullbacks right now?”

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

“Hey, but you’re better than me. I used to take money like an idiot and send kids who can’t play to the starting lineup, then I’d go out drinking after the game and beat up the kids who didn’t pay.”

“Wow. This is a bit tough.”

“After that, our director adds parental sexual harassment.”

“…Fuck. You won. How did you keep your mentality from that?”

“Because she’s not my mom. I got my mentality back. Shit. I said I wanted to transfer that day, so I transferred to a different school.”

“Youngest, have you ever experienced any absurdities?”

“My parents passed away at a very young age… ”

“Ewww─! Dongwon Tuna, hit the head!!”

Not only did the director intentionally order defeat, but he also accepted bribes, assaulted people, and other things.

Is it because I know that he never gave up on his dream of becoming a soccer player and kept running hard despite going through things that are too ugly and disgusting to express in words?

As we talked, we felt a sense of camaraderie, whether we knew it or not. Why, in society, when we see someone working in the same industry, we feel strangely happy and excited? It is a feeling that is a little deeper than that.

“Hey, Jin-ho. But do you really have to board the U-19 national team now? Since you skipped a grade, you can board next time.”

Well, of course, as is the case in society, it’s not like everyone can be a good person.

And actually, I can understand the feelings of the player who just brought it up. It must mean that he is desperate for a pro contract.

Still, seeing him speak out in such a public place, I don’t think he’s that evil of a person.

If he was truly evil, he would have called me to a secluded alley and started talking to me in a threatening manner.

“… .”

I remained silent at the senior’s earnest request because I was at a loss as to what to say in response.

“Well, tell me something like that, kid.”

“Coach, as you said, soccer players are all about their soccer skills. Do you want to play professionally while keeping in mind your age?”

It was a situation where the atmosphere could have easily become awkward, but fortunately, the other brothers appropriately cut off the conversation.

“… I’m sorry, Jin-ho. I was a little impatient so that’s why I did that.”

“No, bro.”

When the manager was mentioned, the player who had spoken to me also apologized. I smiled and said it was okay, and accepted the apology.

“It’s getting late, so let’s wrap this up now.”

“okay.”

“So who is the winner?”

“Of course it’s you, you punk. How can you win against that? Aren’t you kidding me?”

“No, shit. Are you going to recite the lines that director said back then?”

Perhaps because the atmosphere had become awkward, that day’s meeting ended like that. I returned to my room with my roommate, Dongwon Tuna.

While Dongwon Tuna was getting ready for bed, I lay in bed and slowly recalled what Director Han Kwang-jong had said.

“When selecting players, I will only look at your skills. I will not look at your age or background! I will start with the best player! Oh, and if you cause even the slightest problem, you will be kicked out of the national team without fail and will not be allowed to play in the domestic league. So, know that!”

Coach Han Kwang-jong’s comments served as a great breakwater for young players like me.

No great player would dare to defy the words of a promising coach pushed by the association unless he is convinced that he will succeed overseas.

Honestly, as a fully grown adult, I’m not afraid of those situations or anything, but I can’t help but feel emotionally bothered and annoyed.

‘Oh, by the way. What the Hanyang High School coach said was about selecting you for the U-19 national team.’

I suddenly remembered the Hanyang High School coach who had said something meaningful.

From the looks of it, it seemed like Director Hanyang High School spoke to Director Han Kwang-jong separately. Choi Ki-hyun was proud, saying it was all thanks to him, but from what I saw, the gentleman didn’t seem to be of much help.

When I meet the director of Hanyang High School later, I should quietly say hello and thank him. It’s true that I got a good opportunity thanks to him.

– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: Hey, Son Jin-ho, are you sleeping?

Just as I was slowly falling asleep, I received a message from Winter.

– Jinho: No, I’m not asleep yet.

I replied quickly.

– Will it snow in the middle of winter? No training tomorrow? What should I do if I don’t sleep yet!

– Jinho: I can’t sleep strangely without you by my side.

– Jinho: I miss you. In the middle of winter.

After my last words, Winter, who had not responded for a long time, sent a voice message after a while.

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– Will it snow in the middle of winter?: (Voice message)

I put my smartphone to my ear and played the voice message. Gyul-woo’s voice said, “Me too,” in a small, shy voice, and before I knew it, a smile appeared on my lips.

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