It was a strange day.0

“Hm…”1

Middle-aged Kim Chul-Jung, the head of the sales department, was smoking a cigarette on his way home.1

Kim Chul-Jung felt alienated from the world. He also felt a sense of bewilderment upon realizing there was a discrepancy between his thoughts and what was considered normal. It was a strange feeling that made him look back on his past self.0

These days, the behavior of the new employees at his workplace often put him in a difficult position and made him feel out of place. He was no longer swimming with the tide.0

While ruminating about what was going on at work, Kim Chul-Jung put out his cigarette as he was about to exit an alley. He was currently in a cul-de-sac, and he could see a group of students at the dead end opposite him with unlit cigarettes in their mouths. Even though they were in their school uniforms, they didn’t seem to mind being seen.0

The group of students made eye contact with Kim Chul-Jung, but the students didn’t mind him and proceeded to light their cigarettes.0

“…Ha,” sighed Kim Chul-Jung as he approached the students without hesitation. He said, “Do you think it’s okay for young students like you to smoke in your school uniforms?”0

The students glanced at Kim Chul-Jung and then looked at each other. One by one, they began to snicker.0

“Why do you care, ahjussi? We bought cigarettes with our money.”0

“These kids…” muttered Kim Chul-Jung.0

“Nosy old guy.”0

“Lol, so funny, what a retard.”0

The students laughed mockingly.0

“He’s giving us shit even though he’s smoking too. That’s why he’s bald.”0

“Let’s go. So gross.”0

They walked past Kim Chul-Jung and began to leisurely head somewhere else. Meanwhile, not a single one of them put out their cigarettes. They openly exhaled cigarette smoke in the streets as they headed toward a place only they...0