This story happened back before the sigh-filled movie shooting, during our high school’s long summer vacation.
It was a few days after returning from the SOS Brigade’s summer camp, the staged mystery ordeal on the remote island, and I was finally beginning to enjoy my summer vacation.
After all, I’d practically been dragged in chains to the so-called camp by our impatient brigade chief on the first day of summer vacation, which put a dent in my meticulous plans for sleeping past noon on the first few days of vacation without anyone yelling at me. This was why my body wasn’t able to switch to summer vacation mode until July was nearly over.
I shouldn’t need to tell you that I was unable to muster the willpower to tackle the mountain of homework. Hey, I just figured I could put it off till August, so I took it nice and easy, and the next thing I knew, July was already over. Once we hit August, I accompanied my impressively hyper little sister, hopping and skipping all over the place, to the countryside to visit the cousins, nephews, and nieces we hadn’t seen in a while for two weeks of rivers, beaches, mountains, and prairies. Such a satisfying experience that I wanted to brag about it to someone.
Naturally, I was avoiding the homework I didn’t want to do the same way birds learn to avoid poisonous larvae. As a result, day after day passed on the calendar without a single question’s being answered, and before I knew it August was already half over…
That was when “it” began without anyone noticing…
Or so I hear.