I Became A Renowned Arts Genius At My Arts High School - Chapter 7
Choi Hyeong Uk’s ears turned red instantly after the thunderous shout. It seemed as if he had bitten into something foul, given the strength of his reaction.
“Well, it doesn’t make sense, I know. But there was a note in my locker.”
Murmuring.
Yoonhee’s words caused the students to start becoming restless. And—
“Sir, me too!”
“I also got that note.”
“Wow, me too. I got it too.”
“Huh? You too? It looks like this?”
“Wow, it’s the same. I got one too!”
Reports of strange notes found in lockers spread rapidly among the students.
Even those who had dismissed it initially started making a fuss when they heard others experienced the same thing.
‘Yeah, this is high school. At this age, even a small incident can cause the world to turn upside down, with reactions, commotion, and excitement.’
Soohyun smirked and then suddenly raised her hand.
Before Choi Hyeong Uk could quell the disturbance, there was a need for a solid blow.
“Sir, I also got a note saying Caligula would come out no matter how many times I drew.”
“What? What does that mean?”
“I don’t know either.”
“Ah, darn!”
In response to Soohyun’s cheerful reply, Choi Hyeong-uk, seemingly overwhelmed, let out a muffled curse.
His face, flushed and pale, and his expression was uncontrollable.
The gentle smile he’d worn earlier was nowhere to be seen.
“Han Soohyun! Do you have that note right now?”
“Here, sir!”
Soohyun took out the note from her pocket and handed it over to Choi Hyeong Uk obediently.
“Again, who received the note!”
At the nervous shout, the students cautiously raised their hands, glancing at each other.
An approximate number of over 50 students.
Choi Hyeong Uk’s pupils shook significantly.
Soohyun calmly observed his bewildered expression.
Now, what should I do?
Are you going to find out who the culprit is among those who raised their hands? More importantly, how are you going to solve this situation right now?
“Hmm. It seems like someone played a prank again. Who did it! If someone did something without knowing it would escalate like this, it’s better to confess now. We can’t predict what punishment will be given when investigated later!”
A subtle threat. While attempting to attribute the incident to an individual’s escapade or someone’s malicious prank, the effort to downplay it was truly surreal.
“But we can’t just let it pass like this.”
Soohyun raised her hand again.
Now that the pieces were in place, it was time to ignite the fire.
“Sir, but if someone really played a bad prank, could it be that they tampered with the lottery box?”
“…What?”
Professor Choi’s face was drained of color. He couldn’t even formulate a proper response to show how flustered he was. Meanwhile,
“That’s right! Sir! The lottery box might be dangerous too!”
“Wow. Who is it? Who really did it?”
“Oh, it gives me chills. Seriously creepy. Let’s open it, sir!”
Fueled by curiosity, Min Sim lunged at the box.
“These rascals!”
It was a great place to start, but Choi Hyeong Uk’s face had already turned pale. If he insisted on going ahead with the lottery like this, forcefully dismissing the nonsense, and if the real Caligula turned up, could he handle the aftermath? What if others rushed to check the remaining papers?
Even among the parents who didn’t donate, there were some tycoons who wielded great influence. This was Sehyun High School, and if such a delicate incident reached the ears of parents, it would undoubtedly escalate and spiral uncontrollably.
Well, this is messed up.
Choi Hyeong Uk’s face revealed the complexity of his emotions.
“Okay, okay, quiet!”
Right at that moment, a dignified yet young voice echoed.
It was Kim Yoon Su, one of the practical instructors, whose skills were excellent but had a stern demeanor. In the past, he had only a brief connection with Sehyeon High School.
Yeah, there was Kim Yoon Su.
Soohyun looked at Kim Yoon Su with a momentary sense of nostalgia and delight.
“You’re all too excited! Teachers will thoroughly investigate the notes and the lottery box, so focus on the exam right now!”
Kim Yoon Su signaled for silence by bringing his index finger to his lips, and the noisy students gradually lowered their voices.
“Come forward, class leaders.”
