“What are you doing?” Daemyung, who was walking ahead, stared at him.

“As you said, I’m planning to make some time for my own dreams.” He put his phone in his pocket.

“So there’s something you want to do, right? And that’s why you decided to drop out.”

“There’s a mountain load of stuff I want to do. But for those, rather than wanting to do them, they are things I had to do. Things I don’t have a choice about doing.” He walked past Daemyung.

Daemyung walked to his side.

“Daemyung, have you ever played Monopoly?”

“Is there anyone who hasn’t played it? Of course I have.”

“What would you do if life was like Monopoly?”

“Like how?”

“You can see everything from the starting point to the final destination at a glance. You can see everything in the middle as well. You can also control the dice somewhat, and you can go where you want if you play carefully.”

Daemyung twinged his nose before rubbing his nose with his thumb.

“Of course, I’d aim for profit. Isn’t that how the game works? Or you can roll the dice again and again until you reach the most expensive one right at the end.”

It was an obvious answer.

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