The Process of Realizing You're Just an Ordinary Person

The day of the final exam.

Park So-young arrived at the lecture hall ten minutes before the exam began.

She placed two ballpoint pens and her student ID for identification on the desk, then leaned back comfortably in her chair.

She wasn't particularly nervous.

Looking around, she saw that everyone was cramming their notes until the very last minute.

“All right, I’ll hand out the exam papers.”

The teaching assistant’s voice came from the front.

Teaching Assistant Han Seol-a handed out the exam papers one row at a time, with a tiny little girl toddling along beside her.

Professor Yoo A-yeon had entrusted the B4-sized stack of exam papers, as big as her own torso, to the teaching assistant, and was handing answer sheets to the students in the front row one at a time instead.

“Work hard on them-! Unnis and oppas!”...