Chapter 8 — One bite, famous throughout the school

On what basis do you tell me to trust you? The man who messed up my life. But looking into his serious eyes, the resentment in my heart strangely disappeared more than half. "Ha Mat," he suddenly said. "Don't play with fire anymore." I paused. "What?" "Stay away from me." His voice was very light, as if telling a secret. "I'm not a good person." After saying that, he looked at me deeply, then turned and left. Leaving me standing alone in that spot, confused and bewildered. What do you mean? What do you mean... you're not a good person? What do you mean by... telling me to stay away from you? You were the one who teased me first, and now you want to push me away? Based on what! An inexplicable wave of unwillingness and anger rose in my heart. Co Dien, what do you think of me? Is it a toy that you can play with if you want to play with it, or throw it away if you want to throw it away? It's not that easy! In the following days, Co Dien truly disappeared from my world. He no longer led us in training, nor did he appear again. My "private training" session was of course also cancelled. Life seems to return to its original trajectory. But my heart is empty. No more of his harassment and teasing, otherwise I'm not used to it. When training, I unconsciously searched for that familiar figure. While eating, I remembered the image of him teaching me close combat. When I went to sleep at night, I dreamed of him in a small forest, telling me: "Just kiss me and it won't hurt anymore." I felt like... I was really sick. But the matter of discipline is no longer mentioned. Like Co Dien said, he's done with it. I don't know what method you used, but I know you must have paid the price. This realization made my mood even more complicated. Military training quickly came to an end. The final category is the live fire test. We were taken by bus to a real shooting range. Everyone was very excited and also very stressed. When it was my turn, I took a deep breath, trying to remember what Co Dien had taught. Hold the gun, aim, three points in a straight line. Think of a target as someone you hate. In my mind, Co Dien's face appeared again. Only this time, I can't hate it anymore. I gently pulled the trigger. “Dang!” The force of the shock made my shoulder numb. The beer announcer next to him quickly raised his flag. "Ten points!" "Wow!" There was a gasp of surprise around. Even I couldn't believe it a bit. I also shot the next shots with very good results. In the end, I ranked first in the entire company, winning the title of "god gunner" in this shooting test. When the award was given, I stood on the podium to receive the award, looking down at the dark crowd below. I unconsciously searched through the crowd. Then I saw him. He stood at the end of the line, wearing regular clothes, quietly looking at me. The distance was so far, I couldn't see his expression clearly. But when our eyes met in the air, I saw him curl the corners of his lips, very slightly. As if saying: “See, I'm not bad at teaching.” My heart in that moment was filled with a great joy and a feeling of bitterness. My eyes felt hot, I almost burst into tears again. The last night of military training is a campfire party. The whole stadium was filled with a happy atmosphere. The students gathered around the fire, singing, dancing, and celebrating that more than half a month of "tribulation" had finally ended. The coaches also dropped their usual strictness and mingled with us. I'm the only one who's not in the mood. I held a glass of juice and walked back and forth in the crowd, looking for that familiar figure. But I looked all over the yard and couldn't find Co Dien. I'm not here. Are… are you gone? This thought made my heart sink. That's right, army

The training has ended, you - the temporary coach who was assigned - the mission is also completed. What does it have to do with me where you go? But... I'm still not willing. Do we just end like that? Not even an official goodbye? I was a bit dazed and walked to a quiet corner at the edge of the yard and sat down. The night wind blew on my face, a bit cold. I looked at the bustling fire in the distance, my heart feeling empty and uncomfortable. "Are you looking for me?" A familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind.