Ghost Story Club

music class.
We brought the most popular textbook to that class, the music textbook.
It was the most popular because of how thin it was. 

 

“Wheeze, wheeze.
Why is it that in Korea, we must move classrooms between each subject? TwT.”

“What gives? Your favorite country, Japan, does the same shit.”

“Kuso.”

 

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T/N: Kuso is Japanese for crap/fuck/shit. 

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DukHun was sweating profusely as he climbed up to the fourth floor. 

Just like other schools, although we usually stayed in the same classroom for most lessons, for classes with special classrooms we would have to move to that room.
Science class had to be held in the science lab, music class had the music room.
Gym class had to be held in the courtyard, and dance class had to be held in the dance studio, etc. 

 

“Now, one octave higher! Aaaaaaaaah, aaaaaahh~”

“Aaaaaaaaah, aaaaaahh~”

 

We all followed the music teacher’s directions as she played the piano and had us clear our throats.
She was a woman in her mid-fifties, and she seemed to have the same special feature of all musicians, unnecessary sensitivity. 

I roughly copied the group as we cleared our voices, but my mind was on the clubroom. 

 

‘If you consider the teacher as well, we are actually missing a chair.
We have seven all together but there are only six chairs.
I guess the system is trying to tell the president to lead the club standing up.’

 

While I was completely engrossed in my thoughts, the teacher suddenly stopped the piano playing and started to shout out. 

 

“Quiet! Quiet! Who’s making those weird noises?”

“……”

 

Was it me? I flinched thinking that I was bullshitting my way through the singing a bit too much, but that wasn’t it. 

 

Oooh… Oh yeah…♬

 

From somewhere within the quiet classroom, the recent hit song could be heard. 

 

“Who left their phone on? Hurry up and turn it off!”

 

The music teacher shouted sharply.
A dumb-looking student looked surprised as he took out his phone and fumbled with it, trying to turn it off. 

 

“Huuu, why does this damned school not take away the student’s phones during class? Damn.”

 

After it grew quiet again, the music teacher let out a sigh and began to play the piano again. 

 

“Aaaaaaaaah, aaaaaahh~”

“Aaaaaaaaah, aaaaaahh~”

 

From my understanding, the school used to collect student’s phones like the other schools just last year.
However, last year one of the cell phone storage boxes for a certain class went missing.
After that, the policy was abolished. 

A full class of thirty students all had their phones go missing.
Considering that the cost of phones these days go for over a thousand dollars, at least thirty thousand dollars’ worth of phones had disappeared at once. 

The teachers were of the opinion that students shouldn’t have access to their phones during class.
The parents agreed, and so the collection policy had been implemented.
But once the large number of phones went missing at once, the parents began to demand reparations for the missing phones. 

As a result of that incident, the school no longer collected the student’s phones. 

At the end of the day, things were made more comfortable for us students.
However, those results were not created because of us.
Instead, the compromise was made by adults due to money. 

 

‘Tsk.
It really shows that students have no power here.
All we do is get pushed around by adults.
I should hurry up and defeat the demon king and graduate.’

 

While I was deep in thought, someone suddenly shouted. 

 

“Who’s using their phone again! Huh?!”

 

The music teacher smashed her hand against the piano as she shouted once again. 

All of the students began to look around at each other in confusion.
Some of the students looked a bit annoyed. 

 

‘What crazy bastard is looking at their phone?’

‘Can’t they read the atmosphere?’

‘Do they really want to use it when she just ranted about it?’

 

The class looked around for the culprit as complaints stacked up.
I also looked around to see which idiot would repeat the mistake when I realized something. 

 

‘… It’s quiet, though?’

 

There was no sound coming from within the music room.
Next to me, DukHun was also wheezing as he made a ‘Nani?!’ expression. 

 

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T/N: Nani means what in Japanese.

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“Why aren’t you turning it off? I said to turn it off!”

 

The music teacher continued to shout.
Her actions were starting to come off as hysterical.
The students grew quiet and slowly started to eye each other with awkward expressions. 

 

“This, this! O.E.O.U.
oh yeah, something, something.
Can’t you hear that too? It keeps playing!”

’

 

The teacher began to hold her hand against her ear and searched for the source of the sound. 

 

“I can hear it! Where is it?!”

 

She got up from the piano platform and headed towards the students. 

 

“Is it here? No, I think it’s here? Which punk is doing this?!”

 

A quiet music room.
The students were silent.
And in this scene, a hysterical music teacher was going from desk to desk searching for the source of the music only she could hear. 

 

“I think it’s over here.”

 

She stopped in front of HaYoon’s desk. 

The students silently looked over as they awaited her fate. 

Right next to HaYoon, SunAh also looked over at her partner in concern.

 

“Here! It’s here! Hey, you—take out your phone!”

 

The teacher started to poke at HaYoon’s skirt with her conductor’s baton, demanding that she take out the phone.
With a peaceful expression, HaYoon took out her phone and handed it to the teacher. 

 

“It was this! This was where the sound came from, huh?”

 

The teacher snatched HaYoon’s pink phone and put it against her ears, but soon started to scowl. 

That’s right, the phone was silent. 

How could it be possible that the music was coming out from that phone when the room had been silent except for the teacher’s ravings?

 

“That’s not it? Is it near here?”

 

The teacher hysterically tossed the phone back to HaYoon and started moving, searching for the source of the music again. 

 

“Can’t you guys hear it too? You guys should be able to hear it! The thing going O.
E.
O.
U, o.
e.
o.
u, and whatnot!”

 

Just like that, she ended up in front of SunAh this time. 

 

“HEY! YOU!”

 

The music teacher shouted loudly.

 

“Take out your phone!”

 

SunAh started shaking as she put her hands into her pocket.
She then took out her cheap cell phone and handed it to the teacher.
The phone was one of the free models available at discount stores. 

The teacher once again put the phone against her ear and scowled after realizing that wasn’t the source either. 

 

“This isn’t it? I was certain it came from here.”

 

The teacher hysterically started to tap the phone and put it against her ear again.
In front of this crazy teacher, SunAh could only stare at the floor as she trembled. 

 

“Hey, you!”

 

Once the teacher shouted out at her again, SunAh looked up at her with a fearful expression. 

 

“The sound definitely came from here! Why did you turn it off?”

“N-no… That’s not true……”

 

SunAh was trembling as she shook her head in denial. 

 

“I heard it! The music definitely came from here! When did you turn it off, huh?!”

 

She started to rant as veins popped up on her neck. 

 

“Huh? Huh? See! See, look here! Again! Again! Again! I can hear it again now!”

 

SunAh continued to shake her head while trembling. 

 

“Again!!! I can hear it again!!!! Again!!!! I hear it!!!!! I got you!!!!!! What’s your name!!!!!!”

 

SunAh was shaking her head and was on the verge of tears.
At that moment, a very clear voice could be heard. 

 

“Teacher, I can’t hear anything like music at all.”

 

HaYoon, who had been sitting one seat over, responded to the teacher’s ranting. 

 

“… What?”

“It’s silent.
I think you heard it incorrectly.”

“……”

 

The teacher was about to say something but shut her mouth.
HaYoon’s clear voice and exact pronunciation gave off an indisputable aura that she could not argue against. 

The teacher tapped at the phone another time and put it against her ears, before putting the phone on SunAh’s desk and walking back towards the piano. 

SunAh couldn’t even think of putting the phone back into her pocket, as she was still trembling. 

 

“That’s not it… I definitely heard that music again.” 

 

The teacher began to mumble to herself as she stood in front of the piano. 

 

“It’s going like… O.
E.
O.
U.
oh yeah, eish ei… O.
E.
O.
U… can’t you guys hear it too?”

 

She began to look in our general direction with unfocused eyes. 

 

“I can hear it even now… O.
E.
O.
U.… eish ei… O.
E.
O.
U.… I can still hear it.
I've been hearing this since yesterday… I could hear it last night… I could hear it this morning… even if I’m still, I hear it… I could hear it in the bathroom… I could hear it during class… O.
E.
O.
U.… O.
E.
O.
U.… ei ei… eish ei… rishi zedney bruh maz… Is it English… is it Spanish……”

 

We could only stare at the teacher with horrified expressions. 

 

“Pop music these days… it’s quite weird… What kind of foreign language is this…? It’s all mixed up and everything… They should just sing it in Korea… it’s weird… it’s so weird… I can still hear it… O.
E.
O.
U.… O.
E.
O.
U.… eish ei… dum… atom… eish ei… oh yeah… oh yeah.”

 

We could hear the students swallowing their saliva. 

 

“O.E.O.U.
eishiei dumatom cadavrishi zedney bruh maz ohzi O.E.O.U.
eishiei duma I can definitely hear this, can’t you guys hear it? tom cadavrishi zedney bruh maz ohzi yo, listen up here's a story about a little guy that lives in a blue world and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him inside and outside Oh this is so weird! This is so weird! blue his house with a blue little window and a blue corvette and everything is blue for him and himself and everybody around cause he ain't got nobody to listen to I can definitely hear this, but can’t you guys hear it too? I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di This is so weird! Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di How is nobody else hearing this? Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I have a blue house with a blue window blue is the color of all that I wear blue are the streets and all the trees are too I have a girlfriend and This is madness! she is so blue blue are the people here that walk around blue like my corvette it’s in and outside blue are the words I say and what I think blue are the feelings that live inside me Help! I think I need some help! I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di SEND HELP Da ba dee da ba di I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I have a blue house with a blue window blue is the color of all that I wear blue are the streets and all the trees are too I have a girlfriend and she is so blue blue are the people here that walk around blue like my corvette, it's in and How is it that no one else can hear this but me? outside blue are the words I say and what I think blue are the feelings that live inside me I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I'm blue I’m not blue, but I am in need of help! Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di yo, listen up here's a story about a little guy that lives in a blue world and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him inside and outside Oh this is so weird! This is so weird! blue his house with a blue little window and a blue corvette and everything is blue for him and himself and everybody around cause he ain't got nobody to listen to I can definitely hear this, but can’t you guys hear it too? I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di This is so weird! Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di How is nobody else hearing this? Da ba dee da ba di HELP! Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I have a blue house with a blue window blue is the color of all that I wear blue are the streets and all the trees are too I have a girlfriend and This is madness! she is so blue blue are the people here that walk around blue like my corvette it’s in and outside blue are the words I say and what I think blue are the feelings that live inside me Help! I think I need some help! I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di This is feeling really weird. Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I have a blue house with a blue window blue is the color of all that I wear blue are the streets and all the trees are too I have a girlfriend and she is so blue blue are the people here that walk around blue like my corvette, I wish I had a corvette.
it's in and outside blue are the words I say and what I think blue are the feelings that live inside me I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Is no one going to help me? Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Come on, I can’t be the only one who is hearing this! Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di No? It’s just me? O.E.O.U.
eishiei dumatom cadavrishi zedney bruh maz ohzi O.E.O.U.
eishiei dumatom cadavrishi zedney bruh maz oh.”

 

As we sat there sweating, we could only hope that class would end soon.