Shooting Trajectory is Visible - Chapter 7



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Surprisingly, the 15 laps around the track that took all my energy away were just a light warm-up before the actual exercise for the Suyang High School soccer team.

‘Are all kids who play soccer professionally monsters?’

Elite Sports I’ve only heard about elite sports, but experiencing it firsthand is incredible.

If this is the level of Suyang High School, one of the many soccer clubs, then what level are the famous high school soccer clubs?

Among those who just eat and play soccer, the best ones would be chosen to play for the youth national team or something, right?

“Now, faster!”

But my thoughts couldn’t continue any longer. It was clear that my position was a goalkeeper, so why was I receiving the same training as the field players?

I’m currently going through the cones to the left and then to the right, over and over again.

One coach even brought a hula hoop and a jump rope, saying it was a special program just for you.

So I started working out as hard as if I was on a diet project on a cable TV network.

Even when the soccer club members finished training and started full-scale soccer practice, I did things like hula hooping and jumping rope with one of the coaches.

I felt embarrassed because I felt like I was being treated like a radish, but every time that happened, Football Manager would improve my stats as if it was repaying me, so I held on and endured it.

“What is that?”

That’s what another high school soccer team said when they saw me jumping rope in the corner.

I wanted to hide in a mouse hole, but I bit my lip again at the rising stats.

After lunch, Suyang High School had a match against another soccer team, but I was still doing individual training. It was called individual training, but it was just a diet program.

“Brother. Are you okay?”

It was Kim Jun-young.

It was after the game and the sunset was setting.

Kim Jun-young approached me with a worried expression. I was also resting at the moment.

“Uh, yeah.”

“Brother. It’s so sad. Are you going to continue?”

Does that mean it’ll come out tomorrow?

To be honest, I’ve been wanting to do panties for the past 5 hours.

But contrary to my feelings, I smiled brightly and said with an indifferent expression.

“then.”

Should I say that running away is more frustrating? That was the feeling, anyway. Kim Jun-young sighed deeply as he sat down next to her.

“Can you stop?”

“What? Why?”

“I can’t stand it. People around me are laughing at me and putting me down, but honestly, you heard me too, right? People are laughing at me openly as I pass by.”

If you say you didn’t hear it, you’re lying.

I didn’t answer and just blankly stared at where the soccer team members were gathered.

The guys were drinking water while listening to the coaches.

It was quite far away. Quite far away. Just far enough that they couldn’t hear what we were saying.

“Junyoung.”

“Yes, bro.”

“What will you do if I leave?”

“jeon······.”

Kim Jun-young scratches the back of his head and laughs.

“I would have gone out if you had picked me. You fought openly in front of me. You criticized the coach and your seniors. You didn’t even make it to the bench in this game.”

“Are you excluded?”

“Yeah, well. Excluding the entry. Damn, this kind of thing doesn’t usually happen. There are many cases where they don’t let someone play, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone get banned from the game. Anyway, you narrow-minded bastard. If that’s the case, why do you regret saying such things?”

But is it because of something that he was disciplined? It was an inevitable measure since he damaged the director’s reputation in front of everyone.

But Junyoung, there’s something you don’t know…

Still, just in case, I decided to do a comparison.

“Just in case.”

“yes.”

“Have you noticed that your physical strength has improved recently?”

“Huh? How did you know?”

As expected, Football Manager wasn’t a hallucination. I nodded and tried to brush it off.

“I just happened to hear that. I think someone said that your physical strength seemed to have improved.”

“Is that what the director or coaches are doing? Then they really excluded you on purpose to screw you over. Fuck···.”

“I’m going to keep trying for now. Those bastards seem to think I’ll run away any time soon, but I can’t let that happen.”

“······It must be very difficult. More than the physical problems, I think it will be mentally exhausting for you later on.”

“Then I should have told the director. I don’t know why, but the director seemed to trust me a lot. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have come out today.”

“If you think so, hyung···.”

Kim Jun-young stands up from his seat and taps his butt.

“Then I’ll hold out until my brother does. You know that? It’s the story about a woman who dies when all the leaves fall.”

“The last leaf?”

It is a famous English novel that appears in the Suyang High School curriculum. However, Junyoung Kim nods vaguely as if it is the first time he has heard of it.

“Yes, that’s it. If my brother leaves, I leave too.”

“Hey, don’t pressure me, hyung. It’s your decision. You’ve been playing soccer since you were little.”

“Hey, it’s not a burden. I was planning on going out anyway, but I wouldn’t feel good if I went out before my brother. That’s just how it is.”

Isn’t that it···.

Anyway, that’s how Saturday’s schedule ended.

I returned home, but I wasn’t tired or fell asleep as soon as I got home.

I think that’s probably why.

It grants a 250% health regeneration bonus until your health is restored to 100%.

When I got home, my body felt stronger than I expected, so I studied a little and finished the day.

*

Sunday was an extension of Saturday.

Likewise, I did some warm-up exercises (same as Saturday, I almost died from them, but my stamina stat went up and I was definitely better than the day before), hula hooping, and jumping rope.

The coach said that this is effective in developing ‘instantaneous power’, which is a basic skill that all athletes should have.

I don’t know if it’s just a passing joke or if it really increases that ability, but either way, I was satisfied with the increase in stats.

There’s just one thing that’s different.

“Oh, what is it? I thought you were going to run, but you came again?”

“You’re more persistent than I thought.”

“Do you have no sense…?”

The soccer team members were still sarcastic and mocking, but they seemed a bit surprised that he had come out again. The coaches also had a surprised look on their faces, so that said it all.

However, director Yoo Jin-ho looked delighted.

With my stats slightly higher than the day before, I did the same exercises as the day before and built up my stats a bit more.

It was hard and tiring, but I couldn’t have been more proud when I returned home.

***

“Okay, so. The price doesn’t drop exactly?”

I stared blankly at the blackboard and turned my pen. Of course, I couldn’t hear the lesson.

It was something I had already reviewed, and things that had happened before kept coming back to me.

A diet program that I go on every weekend. The sincere advice of my only (and not cheap) sister. And me, who is wavering between the two.

What do I truly want?

Is it right to be confused, unable to make decisions, and withhold choices even after gaining such special abilities?

If possible, shouldn’t we decide on the route as quickly as possible and run on just one road?

I was now using a two-lane road at the same time. It is a given in modern society that only one lane should be used.

‘I wish this ability had been expressed in studying.’

I sighed without realizing it.

‘···No. Even if you study hard and are the best in Korea, you won’t be able to make much money, right? If you play soccer well, you can make hundreds of millions of won.’

But something is strange.

Everyone is looking at me.

Sensing something strange belatedly, I looked around.

I see that there was a moment of silence, and it seems that my sigh escaped me. The math teacher who was leading the class smiled bashfully and pointed at me with a piece of chalk.

“Minwoo. Why are you sighing? Is your class that bad?”

A female teacher wearing a dental mask.

Now that the coronavirus is over, there are still quite a few people wearing masks at school.

I tried to brush it off with a ‘No, I’m sorry’, but the teacher was faster than me.

“Then, should we have Minwoo come out and solve this problem himself?”

Oh, please. Teacher. I was wrong…

*

Lunch time.

I was eating at the cafeteria and killing time in the classroom playing on my cell phone when one of the second-year soccer team members came to our classroom.

“Hey. The director is looking for you.”

“Me? Why?”

“I don’t know.”

As I put my phone in my pocket and got up from my seat, the guy spoke to me again.

“Hey. But are you going to continue?”

“what?”

“What do you think? Soccer club. I’m just saying this because I feel bad for you, but just do it as a hobby. I thought you were doing okay in your studies?”

“That’s my problem to handle.”

“what?”

For a moment, the guy’s expression turned grim. His expression seemed to be saying, ‘I gave you advice after thinking it through, and now you dare?’

“Anyway, thanks for the advice.”

“hey.”

“What now?”

“Are you sure?”

“What confidence?”

Suddenly, he came walking towards me with a thump and grabbed me by the collar. I looked at him in disbelief. This guy has a lot of strength.

“You little punk, want to fight?”

“Why? If you can’t fight, you lose?”

“Do you know that you’re really shameless? Why are you, a normal kid who only studies, whining like this? Do you really want to lose?”

The noisy classroom suddenly froze over. The kids who were playing around in our classroom were now all outside playing soccer.

I wanted to take a break after a long time, so I skipped playing soccer with my classmates, so now the only things in the classroom were kids who only studied and kids who were neither here nor there.

There was no good guy left to stop this situation.

My heart was pounding, but I smiled cynically. To be honest, I was nervous. But if you were born with a sweet tooth, the moment you show that you’re nervous, you’re lost.

“Try hitting him. I’m a regular student who only studies, so I’m close with my teachers. My mom and dad raised me like a princess. If you fucking touch me even once, you’ll be kicked out of school. I’ll report you to the police, and I’ll even yell at your coach. Go ahead. If you can. You fucking idiot.”

“이 개새끼가!”

The soccer club member glared at me with eyes that were burning brightly. What was his name? Choi Sung-min, I think.

He definitely wasn’t a kid with a good reputation. You can tell just by looking at the shit he’s doing right now.

The hand holding the collar is gripping harder. It would hurt if I got hit, right? I’ve never been in a fight since I was born. At best, I’ve only had verbal arguments.

Choi Sung-min, who had been staring at me for a while, pushed me backwards and turned around to leave the class. My body shook from the strong push.

A high school sophomore who can even chew on rebar. He’s really strong because he’s been exercising his whole life. I clicked my tongue and put the desk back where it was, then left the classroom.

No, it was only when I was about to leave that some of the kids who had been released from the ice rink started to worry about me.

“Minwoo. Are you okay?”

“That guy is totally crazy. Just report him.”

“···Okay. I didn’t hit you, so there’s no need to provoke you unnecessarily.”

Should I report this to the teacher?

That is absolutely not an appropriate response.

The teacher will probably just go and give me a scolding and that’ll be the end of it, and if that guy finds out that I reported him, he might really go crazy and beat me up.

That won’t work. That won’t work.

Safety has always been the top priority.

If I become half-crippled and report it, I’ll be the only one who suffers.

“Hey. Still···”

I glanced at these guys who were belatedly training me. Then I said what was on my mind.

“Then why didn’t you help me when that kid grabbed me by the collar? How could you say anything in front of me?”

“······.”

Anyway, you hypocritical bastards.

I shook my head and left the class.

I don’t know why the coach is calling me, but seeing that I look fine when I get home after working out hard, I have a clue that I can do both working out and studying.

I think it will soon be time for everyone to come to their senses.

End

ⓒ Doctor Am

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