I Became A Renowned Arts Genius At My Arts High School - Chapter 3
“Huh, you’ve really finished everything? You’re so fast.”
She still wasn’t sure what was going on, but Song Minshik walked confidently to Soohyun’s seat, checked the test paper, and evaluated the content.
“Hmm, good enough. You can leave now.”
“…Huh?”
“If you’re done, submit it and take a break. Afternoon is the painting exam.”
“Oh, okay.”
Soohyun looked at Song Minshik with a dazed expression, then abruptly stood up.
It felt too vivid to be a dream, yet she couldn’t think of any other phenomenon to relate it to.
“What is this?”
Exiting the practical exam room, Soohyun unconsciously gaped at the familiar and nostalgic scene.
The spiral staircase connecting the department building to the studio building, the exposed concrete ceiling and walls, lockers with different colors for each grade, and the building’s outer wall painted in Sehyeon High School’s symbolic color, Prussian Blue.
… It’s really Sehyeon High School.
How could something like this happen?
Soohyun touched her face without realizing it.
Since her vision deteriorated, even in dreams, the scenery was blurry. But now, wearing the perfect glasses, or rather, as if her vision hadn’t deteriorated at all, everything was clear and sharp.
“Huh.”
She pinched herself several times, but there was no reaction. She caught her reflection in the mirror placed in the corridor, she saw herself with a surprised expression, wearing a school uniform.
Smack.
This time, she slapped her cheeks firmly with both hands.
“Ouch.”
The pain was palpable.
As her face gradually turned pink in the mirror, she was astonished. It was so realistic in speed and color.
Could it be real? Did I really go back?
Because I wanted it back? Because I wanted it so badly? Because I wanted it so badly?
No, does this even make sense?
“Hey! Han Soohyun!”
Just then, someone bumped into her with a thud.
“Eek!”
A giggle echoed down the hall as Soohyun jerked, startled.
“What the hell, you freaked out like that!”
Cha Yoonhee.
Soohyun quickly raised her head to confirm the face of the person who spoke after reading the name on the yellow name tag.
“Cha Yoonhee?”
The friend who she had just shared a drink with. Surprisingly, Yoonhee also had the face of a high school student.
“Hey, you’re done already? Indeed, the Hand of God for freshmen.”
Yoonhee laughed heartily and patted Soohyun’s shoulder.
“Hmph.”
The spicy taste of Yoonhee’s hand, tingling on the shoulder. Perhaps it was because of her peak condition, the strength was exceptional.
With a cheerful and straightforward personality, Yoonhee had been pestering Soohyun since the entrance ceremony. Thanks to her, they remained close friends not only during their high school years but also after leaving the art world, keeping in touch regularly.
“Let’s go, the Hand of God. We should eat something before the afternoon exam.”
“…Hand of God?”
As Soohyun quietly pondered Yoonhee’s words, another memory surfaced in her mind.
Sehyeon High School’s Hand of God.
It was the nickname that stuck with Soohyun throughout her high school years. A nickname her friends created, highlighting her exceptional practical skills and unwavering consistency, surpassing her peers.
Even when she injured one hand and wore a cast, she didn’t miss being the top scorer in the practical exams, earning her the title of the Hand of God.
A wistful smile tugged at the corners of Soohyun’s mouth. Yoonhee misunderstood Soohyun’s smile.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Huh?”
“I guess you did well on the test again. I just wrote whatever came to mind. Oh, bones and muscles. There were too many for a quick review. I left seven questions blank, but you probably didn’t.”
Was the previous exam about anatomy?
When Soohyun came out of the practical exam room, it seemed like the test was for that subject. And if it was an anatomy exam, then it was the final exam for the first semester.
As if confirming the correct answers, the moment Soohyun stepped outside the practical room, the warm sunlight embraced her entire body. The rustling sound of wind shaking the leaves tickled her ears.
‘It’s really early summer weather. Come to think of it, this uniform, it’s a summer uniform.’
Perhaps it was a brief reminder of joyful times. If this was a dream, Soohyun wanted to dream it for as long as possible. However…
“Oh no, we’re doomed.”
