Chemistry

* * *

“Oww, I'm full. ”

Jungwoo lay flat on a wooden box.

The warehouse area inside the mall event area was very quiet regardless of the commotion outside.

“How did you find this place? ”

“I'm already running my third event here. ”

A fluffy round of applause grabbed my canned coffee.

“Jungwoo, I'm working around the clock with you, so it's good to go quickly. ”

“I have a sore throat. Phew, I don't know what I'm doing with Yu Hee. ”

“You said your choreography was amazing. ”

“Half now. I'm not feeling well, Idol. ”

“The singers are coming to the waiting room. I'm almost done trying, so you can watch while you rehearse. ”

“Okay.”

Jungwoo rubs hot coffee on his cheeks and asks.

“What time is lunch? ”

“1: 30. ”

“I've had a lot of soup. Let me sleep for half an hour. ”

“Here?”

Jungwoo yawned a lot.

“I told you, the company's working late. Sometimes I get strangely sleepy. I just need to pass out for a second. ”

Immediately, I saw Jungwoo closing his eyes and kicked his tongue.

“Just go back to sleep. Can you bring me a hot pack?”

“Oh, thank you. We have a great dinner!”

Muttering seemed to have already gone to the land of dreams. The applause shakes its head and leaves the warehouse.

A moment later, the applause came in waving two hot packs and threw them inside Jungwoo's jacket. Jungwoo's body is shaken, but not like a corpse.

“Late night? Damn, you must really live like a social worker. ”

Park Shuchan looked at the watch and said to Jungwoo.

“I'm going to talk to the director, so I'll be back to wake you when I can. ”

Jung, who fell, did not have an answer.

‘Fuck you. ’

As soon as Jungwoo opened his eyes, he patted his hand on the hot feeling in his chest.

Two hot packs were releasing intense heat.

“Man, applause. I almost got Dale. ”

There is no one in the warehouse with light on all sides.

Jungwoo raises his torso and turns around. A dark, quiet warehouse with a stockpile of spare compartments. I didn't think I was too sleepy before, but I felt like I could freeze to death if I slept wrong in a place like this.

When I turned on my phone, it was 1: 15. Luckily, the break wasn't over.

A friend of mine, who left two cold cans of coffee and two hot packs, did not see where he went.

Then why was I so sleepy? ’

Earlier, it was not at a level that could resist with mental strength. Last night, I touched my body to see if it was a disease because I slept irregularly.

‘No one else is sick. I told you not to do it until last week. ’

I had no choice but to doubt the side effects of AF-12. But Dr. Moon confidently discussed the damage award.

Jungwoo held a canned coffee in his hand, thinking that after work today I should call him once.

“Cold.”

In winter, I was thinking, "The warmth is the best." Jungwoo's eyes remained on the hot pack that was exuding warmth in his arms.

Naturally, the chemical principle of emitting heat from the surface was understood in an instant.

“A combination of finely ground iron powder and oxygen. ”

It was not significantly different from the reaction of rusting. It just happened so fast that I could feel the heat of the reaction. It also contributed to the rapid acceleration of oxidation of salt and activated carbon.

Jungwoo looked at his palm and turned his eyes to the hot pack.

She usually keeps Hannah warm, right? ’

I thought it would be hot enough to heat up a can of coffee if I could reduce the reaction even more. Jungwoo took one of the two hot packs as an experiment and placed it on the palm of his hand.

“Hiya. Gather round, dirt parting. ”

Half the time, I collected as many dust stars in the warehouse as I could and poured them into the hot pack. After all, a fine current called the kinetic energy of free electrons bombarded the iron dust everywhere.

‘Good, good. Cheer up!'

Is it because I got my aspiration? The movement of the free electrons that were going back and forth between the palm of the hand and the hot pack remained more exciting.

“Arte.”

Jungwoo placed it on a wooden box, feeling a gradual heat in the palm of his hand.

“Wow. Got it. ”

Simply felt, it was 3 or 4 times hotter. In awe of the hot pack that turned into a fireplace, I placed the canned coffee on top of it. At this temperature, it remained warm quickly.

“I didn't know dust needles were so useful. Weird stuff, by the way. ”

I've had a hard time, but if I get into trouble with the static electricity, it's a big problem, so I threw them away like a warm knife.

I wanted to wait until I put three more minutes on top of the enhanced super hot pack, but I heard a door open on the other side of the warehouse.

Of course, Jung turned his head to applause was flawed.

Not a friend, but a woman with a guitar on her back.

She leans against the door and listens to the outward trend. After confirming that there was no one else, I sat down in the supply box next to Huddak.

Who is it?

I stood up wanting to be popular with a strange woman who didn't recognize this way at all.

However.

She stops walking like someone who's possessed by something in her nostrils, beginning with a star.

A deep, appealing melody that resonates with sweet humming.

It was a very new experience for Jungwoo, though I did not usually hear a lot of music, but there could be a sound that made me feel better just hearing it like this.

Diring-

As she pulls out her guitar and adds some accompaniment, the humming, which sounded like a whisper, resonates in the storehouse.

Is this what you call a good ear? ’

The music world of a strange woman who provoked Jungwoo's hearing was different from that of watching the molecular world.

When she finished humming, she started singing another melody in just one letter. After changing the tone, I felt like I was releasing my neck.

"You must be a singer." It's weird not to sing like that. ’

I could see white sneakers sticking to the beat between the metal shelves.

Jung woke up quickly from the charm of the music that had invaded the warehouse in a flash, and immediately moved to the side of the shelf. She doesn't know she's into guitar playing as Jungwoo makes footsteps.

A beautiful contour of a woman bouncing a guitar with her white fingertips caught my eye. I was wearing a baseball cap, but my face was covered by my beak. As long as my face is small, I can only see my chin a little.

“There · · · · · · · · ·. ”

When Jungwoo opened his mouth, the guitar accompaniment stopped.

I felt a surprising aura underneath the hat and said in a hurry.

“I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but it was lunchtime, so I was sleeping on that wooden box over there. Are you, by any chance, playing a mini concert tonight? ”

The opposing Pokémon sighs in relief as they pick up the stamp mark on their chest.

“I interrupted your sleep. ”

The woman's voice was the same as the singing voice. It was that fresh and clear. Thinking of this sound as noise, Jung shook his hand at the feeling of sin itself.

“No, I just woke up. And I don't know what yellow is, but I heard it really well. ”

“· · · You don't know what yellow is? ”

“Recent music is out-of-the-box. Anyway, I'll be gone in no time. Keep practicing.”

Jungwoo, who said, had to swallow his sights of the other strap touching his finger as if it were being sucked up.

In the meantime? ’

You can see the elastically twisted lines in the chain structure of copper and zinc. Lines that are successfully achieving a highly chemical protective effect, up to the coating for foreign substances and rust prevention.

Jungwoo glanced at the bottom of the line. A quick corrosion reaction was underway due to a large pile of nasty dust stars in the middle, whether it was in the humid area.

‘It might be over soon. ’

I wanted to tell you, but the canned coffee that was placed on the hot pack collapsed to the side.

“Oops.”

Jungwoo ran to the wooden crate and grabbed the rolling coffee in his hand. The heat seemed to be moderately warm. I stretched my sleeves, wrapped them around my palm, and lifted the hot pack with me.

“I've been lying here for half an hour, and it's cold, here. ”

Jungwoo, who had the hot pack on the shelf next to her, stepped back and said.

“I don't need it anymore. Don't touch it with your bare hands, you can touch it. Not just any hot pack, that's it. You don't need to know for two hours until the activated carbon vibrates and the oxidation reactions start rapidly. Sure."

Jungwoo bows and walks out, her hat slightly up.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“I don't want you to go out there and tell them I'm here. ”

“Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·. I will.”

Jung nods and opens the door because he didn't even know who she was.

“Oh, the guitar line at the bottom. You look a little rusty, check it out. Unlike other strings, it's only primarily processed instead of coated. ”

Sweet.

As I came out of the hallway, I could see the applause coming from a distance.

“Did you have a good sleep? ”

Jungwoo points to the entrance to the square with a sign saying 'Shh’.

“What? Why are you so careful? ”

“I'm practicing my cast inside. Don't interrupt.”

“Who?”

“I don't know who. It's like a solo singer who sings so well. ”

The applause that was walking next to me flinched.

“Among today's cast, solo is only Yoon Seul. ”

“Really?"

Jungwoo turns his head toward the armory.

“Oh, no way. If he's such a famous singer, why would he be in there? ”

“Did you see his face? ”

“It was dark, so I couldn't see. I wasn't in the mood to talk about anything. That's right. You saw the word IS on the guitar. ”

“That's Yoon Iseol's guitar! ”

Opening the door, the applause followed.

Stupid fool who pretended not to see the reality of the great star. He smiled as he looked at his friend who was so close that he didn't get an autograph.

“I just need Yuhui's signature. ”

The applause who saw Jungwoo taking a sip of canned coffee asked.

“I'll give you Yoon Yi Seul. Are you eating with the hall? I shot him. ”

“How did you get this warmed up? Give it to the first woman I saw. It's so hot. Would you like to taste it? ”

“I'm crazy, crazy. Staff doesn't even recognize celebrities. Yoon Yi Seol must have been so confused. ”

Grrrrrrr!

Yoon Iseol, who was practicing his vocals as he bounced his guitar strings, looked around with a warm warmth.

Is that what this is about? ’

The hot pack the performance staff left behind. Surprisingly, it was warming this space like a warm hearth. Looking at the hot pack, I remembered what the man who just left said.

I bounced string 1, just in case. At the sound of a clear ring, Yoon Iseol shakes his head. Although the line breaks frequently 1 or 2, how long has it been since the line was switched?

‘So am I. ’

I laughed at the fact that he said he didn't know his hit song. You may not know. No matter how well known the singers are, they cannot be loved by everyone.

Grrrrrrr ― Trring.

The accompaniment got twisted.

Am I really that bad? ’

I waved my head to say no, but the cell phone I left next to the other case flashed a text message.

[Lee Seol, where did he disappear to again?]

It was a letter from the Chief of Intelligence Manager.

If it was right next to the waiting room that I was assigned, I had to flee quickly because of the TOT. As a group of seven-character girls who debuted last year, they were the top of the flexible world, with a crazy level of chatter.

If you expect to stay close to yourself and not fall until evening, you will have to untie your neck before rehearsal.

[It's the supply closet. Come quietly without TOT knowing.]

I sent a reply and was passionate about playing again. At least four songs in the show today, I would sing more, so I needed more focus than at any other event.

Knock, knock.

The polite knock stopped playing.

“Do you have Yoon Yi-sun? ”

The door opens and the man with the slim impression of the late thirty nods his head.

“There is.”

Director Lee closed the door and Yoon Yi Seol approached.

“No, Lee Seol. If you get in the way, you can send the TOT boys. ”

Knowing that they had no malice, Yoon Iseol shook his head with a smile.

“You shouldn't do that. ”

It was the same when he was a god. I understood enough that I wanted to continue talking about singing next to my favorite senior.

“My Lee Seol is too kind. ”

“That's why Chief Ji is following me around and taking care of it. ”

“Eun-geun, I think I'm being mean. ”

“No way.”

Chairman Ji shakes his head, looking through the dark armory.

“How can you practice Yoon Yi Seul in this place? If your fans find out, they'll kill me. So cold · ·"

After speaking, the director suddenly felt puzzled by the warm energy inside.

“It's cozy in here. Does this mall have a heating system in its warehouse? ”

Yoon Yiseong, who had taken a sip of water out of the other case, pointed to the shelf with his finger.

“I think it's the hot pack there. ”

Chief Ji

“This?”

I was furious when I took my hand close.

“What's so hot? ”

“Is it that hot? ”

“This is crazy. ”

“I think I heard it's a really special hot pack. ”

Did a fan give it to you? ”

The director put his finger on the hot pack and said, "Ugh!” I screamed.

“Oh, I told you not to touch that. ”

“It's a great product. I'm gonna have to use this more than a mini furnace that doesn't work for an outdoor shoot. Ask the fan. Where did you get it? ”

Yoon Iseol remembered the man I met earlier.

“I don't even know her name. ”

“You'll be here when you perform. ”

“No, my name. ”

I looked at him as if he was talking about something.

Yoon Lee Seol thought about the impression of that man earlier. What he said was a bit unique, but his eyes seemed good to him.

Curiosity.

What I've been forgetting all along.

‘What are you thinking about the stage? ’

However, I did not dislike this feeling of serenity in my heart. His advice, which emphasized that emotional stimuli to singer-songwriters were indispensable, hit my head.

“Chief Ji. Just in case, get me extra strings. ”

* * *

At 2pm, TS Mall mini concert rehearsal venue.

Choreographer Kim Mujin put on the loudspeaker.

“Here we go. I want you to call cast one. Acoustic team, lighting team, stage effect team in place. ”

Dozens of staff have sent OK signatures with their fingers.

“Director Kim! ”

Looking at the set list, Kim Mujin, who was preparing the first song, ran to the side of the sourcing staff.

“I got a call from a girl friend that her arrival is delayed. I'm on my way from Gimpo Airport, and there's a traffic accident in the middle, so I'm very pushed. ”

“What's the ETA? ”

“It will take another 40 minutes. ”

“Then please excuse Yoon Yi Seol's rehearsal first. ”

Kim Mujin calmly instructed, replacing set list number 4 with number 3.