Lookism (외모지상주의)

- Good morning. - Morning.

I must have dozed off.

Was the ceiling always this low?

The sink seems lower too.

Huh?

Who the heck is that person?

2 WEEKS EARLIER

It's so freaking hot. Damn it.

You're a little short.

Oh, I'm sorry. I gave you a lot yesterday.

-Damn pig bastard. -So, uh, today--

Tae-seong's little pet is in trouble now.

You're slacking off, Park Hyeong-seok.

-Uh. -That's not true.

You'll do anything and everything I tell you to.

-Yeah. -What? "Yeah"?

-Woof! -Spin around three times.

Gross. Look how much he's jiggling.

How can someone get so fat?

Woof! Woof! Woof!

I'm sorry, I forgot you're not a dog.

You're a filthy pig.

Why is a pig barking like a dog?

Oink, oink, oink, oink.

-What? What? -Oink.

Man, this is hilarious.

I mean, shit! He looks like a real pig.

Hey! Were you looking up my skirt just now? Huh?

What? No, no. I didn't.

You little shit. Are you crazy?

You perverted little pig bastard.

A loser bastard since the day you were born.

How dare you look at her?

You belong on the bottom rung, until the day you die, you piece of shit!

I want to die.

Uh…

Hyeong-seok, your voice is amazing.

Uh?

-You could be a singer. -Come on, ugh.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so late.

-Let me do that. -But…

Sorry about the wait.

Seriously?

How many times do I have to tell you not to add eggs?

Oh, it slipped my mind. I'm sorry.

-No wonder I keep gaining all this weight. -Yes, you're right. I'm sorry, honey.

-I promise not to add eggs next time. -Ugh, for real.

Huh? Ouch!

-I want to transfer. -What?

Something wrong with your school?

Everyone at my school is so much smarter than me.

So, getting good grades, it's just too hard.

-I'm better off transferring. -Oh, honey.

Hmm?

It was really hard for me to get settled here.

It's hard to find a place with rent this cheap.

And you'll lose touch with all your school friends

if you transfer.

My school… friends?

Damn it!

What use are friends to me when I can't get good grades?

Hyeong-seok.

Is it my fault that we're poor?

Damn it!

I mean, what have you ever done for me anyway?

-Ugh, I'm doomed. -Morning.

Why don't you watch where you're going?

Yeah, but you were the one staring at your phone.

Ugh. What'd you say?

Um, I'm sorry.

Hey, pig. Got my gym clothes?

Oh, I'll have it on your desk right away.

Hey, hey, right there, pass.

Over here!

-Here it comes! -Hey!

Hey, piggie! I told you not to dodge!

We put a bet on this! Do you wanna die, huh?

I'm sorry.

-Hey. What are they doing? -I don't know.

They're betting to see who can hit his face.

-What? -Wrap it up!

The gym teacher will be here soon.

Oh, come on. We're just warming up over here before class.

-My turn. And I'm gonna win. -Shut up and kick already.

Here we go!

-That was so cool. -Did you see that?

That's nothing for someone on the soccer team!

-Goal! -Bloody shit.

Yeah! Goal!

Goal! G… G… G… Goal!

So, my balls must be easy for you to dodge.

I'm so sorry, Tae-seong. I promise I'll pay for your bet instead.

Are you trying to patronize me, you bastard?

Hey, bro.

See that? Always go for the gut when you strike first.

That will knock them right out.

This is nothing for a pro like me.

Yo, Tae-seong.

I… I can't breathe.

Ah, stop overreacting. I didn't hit you that hard.

They're picking on Park Hyeong-seok again.

Why is he such a loser?

What? You want another one?

I told you the teacher's coming.

Let's get a few more hits in before class starts.

So, you can realize what you did wrong.

-You bastard punks! -Huh?

-Uh… -Huh?

Who's that?

Mom?

Hyeong-seok, are you okay?

What? Is that his mom?

Hey, lady. We were just playing a game here.

Game?

Huh?

Is hitting people a game to you, little punks?

-Oh, this is weird. -No way. He must've called his mom.

I can't believe, he did that. What an idiot.

Why did you hit my boy?

Come with me to the principal’s office.

I told you it isn't like that.

Stop it.

This is so fucking embarrassing!

Did he just swear at his mom?

What's that idiot doing, seriously?

Tae-seong, I'm sorry.

Hi, honey. You're home late.

Y… Yeah.

Come talk with me for a bit.

Mom, about before, I wanna…

-Transfer, I know. -What?

I was there today to discuss a few transfer options with your teacher.

-Oh, what, really? -Yeah.

I was thinking about how to do this

since I won't be able to join you because of work.

Hyeong-seok…

you'll be fine on your own, right?

What do friends matter when you're studying, huh?