Bamboo Forest Manager

“……”

Today is Wednesday.

The exam period has already begun, and I’ve already taken three exams. Each lecture has been a tense and exhausting moment.

But this lecture was somewhat relaxing and leisurely.

“Fuck you!”

Yu Arin, on the giant screen in the lecture hall, raises her middle finger and curses.

From the subtitles below to the composition and direction, there wasn’t a single thing that did not have my touch, and I felt a sense of pride.

Senior Ju-hee, who was staring blankly at the screen, leaned slightly towards me.

“It turned out well. It looks a whole lot better on the screen.”