Chemistry

You open your eyes to the sound of the pencil touching the notebook, square. I turned my head while hitting the bruise because my head was heavy, and it was in the unemployment room.

“You've been asleep for an hour and 40 minutes. ”

There was a Doctor Moon in the gaze that followed his voice. She sits at her desk like she's studying something, rolling a chair wheel to the front of the bed.

Jungwoo lifts his torso and stops at Dr. Moon's hand, lifting the pen light.

Chug, and the LED light illuminated my eyes.

“Pupillary response is normal. Hypertension and eyelid tremors, presumed to have disappeared. ”

As soon as the light went out, Dr. Moon's face caught my attention.

“How are you feeling? ”

“I had a good night's sleep. ”

Dr. Moon continued to look carefully at Jungwoo's smiling face.

“That's definitely weird. ”

“What's wrong with being nice? ”

“Normal insomnia can be stressful. I have to spend a tiring day unable to sleep. ”

Jungwoo flicked his finger on this horse.

“That's right. I woke up in a warehouse a few days ago passed out, and it was like this. ”

“Were there any unusual environments then and now? ”

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Jung, who was struggling with his chin, turned his eyes to Dr. Moon, who was sitting next to him with his hair wet.

She wore a t-shirt with a cute character doll on it that she saw in the car with her makeup removed. It was a different atmosphere than before because it was cold.

"Do you feel like a beautiful sister who lives next door? ’

A moment ago, Jung, who was interested in the new face of Doctor Moon, remembered that he met a beautiful woman who couldn't take her eyes off her a few days ago.

“I had an impressive experience. ”

“Impressive?”

Jungwoo smiled and said, "That's what happened.

“I've been doing a lot of stage work since that morning. ”

“Why Alba? ”

“Fished on celebrity signage · · · · · · · ·. ”

“You're young.”

The door pushes the wheel back toward the desk, smiling heavily.

“So you got the autograph? ”

“Yes. Ah! No."

“What's your answer? ”

“There was a complication. Anyway, what kind of symptoms am I having? ”

Dr. Moon wrote something on the note. And then it got closer.

“Here you go."

Jungwoo took a note with the telephone number of the 'Cheongdam Sleep Clinic’ and looked suspiciously.

“It's run by a skilled senior. Get it checked out right here, come back. You have to be there the day before the holidays because you're testing in a real sleep environment. ”

“Did you have a serious test result today? ”

“All the numbers are normal, but they are not significant enough to determine the symptoms. because sleep disorders are a comprehensive disease. Psychiatry, neurology, internal medicine, otolaryngology. ”

Among the classes listed by Dr. Moon, Jungwoo, who was poisoned, asked.

“Psychiatry, too? Is it just that my heart aches, and I'm depressed, and it's like this? ”

Dr. Moon, who was looking at Jungwoo, replied.

“If you went on a weekend to get celebrity signatures for that kind of trouble, you'd have to be suspicious of the Skizzo. ”

“Skizzo?”

“Schizophrenia. It's called schizophrenia. ”

Jungwoo coughed.

“Neurological, I guess. I'm very sensitive and sentimental. My mother watches a lot of dramas, and when I look at her next to her, I feel sad. He disappeared last week, the protagonist. ”

“Are you serious right now? ”

“I just lost my sense of humor. ”

Her head flutters, and Dr. Moon goes back to her desk and says,

“Maybe it's the adaptation period of 'AF-12’ that Mr. Lim took. ”

“Adaptation period? ”

Jungwoo's gaze stayed on the palm of his hand, remembering that he was getting better at handling the dust.

“You're late. You have to be ready for work tomorrow. ”

According to the doctor's statement, the clock was past 10: 00. Jungwoo got up from his seat and walked to the door of the cubicle.

“By the way, if the cause from the clinic is really late night · ·”

Jungwoo suddenly stopped talking when he looked at the doctor's door, focusing on the book. Dr. Moon turns his head and bites.

“Yes? What did you say? ”

“I'm going to work hard to be a researcher for all projects of KG chemistry. ”

* * *

The next day.

It wasn't until dawn that Jungwoo came to see something similar to sleepy, closed his eyes, and woke up at 6: 00.

"Did you have a good night's sleep? ’

He wakes up a blurry ritual and heads to the first floor. After washing, I felt a little clearer. Looking at the face of the mirror, I did what Dr. Moon did yesterday.

Turn your eyes around, look around.

‘I don't know. ’

That's why I thought we should leave the diagnosis to the doctor.

I ate breakfast, wore shoes, and continued to be greedy until I got on the subway. Sleep is so important, but I keep thinking I can't do it.

Is this stress? ’

At the start of the 1st line, Jungwoo finds the earphones and plugs them into his ears, thinking that Jungwoo needs mental stability. I turned on my phone screen to find a good song to listen to on the sound recording site and opened a search box.

[Yoon Lee Seol]

As soon as I typed it in, the list was her record, which was published on various mini records up to two regular houses. Then I saw a list of videos in my recent activity history.

And a catchy title.

The stage of fantasy in a snowflower! Explosive Views!]

"Phew."

A video was uploaded of a mini concert directly from the TS Mall. I went in with the link and pressed play, and it was also the anchor stage that day. Supports up to 4K images.

In the video, the image of Yoon Lee Seol, who was standing still in white clothes and playing guitar, continued for three minutes.

The sweet sound of music coming from my earphones reminded me of the feeling of that day, when I heard Yoon Yi Seol's live voice right next to me.

‘That's good. I'll have to listen to two later. ’

In a way, it's a dream. I would never have to go through it again, but I was proud of it. After the anchor stage ended, the audience was impressed and cheered.

Suggested Link: White Magician Identity

The tag on the back of the video was flawed.

What is it?

On clicking, I saw a very familiar warehouse.

- Stop shaking, focus your hands.

It's me!

- Making letters in the air is not something you can think of as simply burning a letter-shaped wick.

- One of the dust stars is turning green! I blew it up.

- That depends on the moment the flame glows.

Jungwoo was perplexed by the fact that the number of views on this video was 300,000. At the end of the video, there was another link to the video compiled exclusively of fireworks from mini concerts.

I immediately opened the contact and dialed the applause number.

You hear a voice, a faint sound, as the signal goes on.

- Oh, my gosh. What are you doing on the phone this morning?

“Hey! Why is the Fireworks Guild video posted on the video site? ”

I asked him if he could post it so I could edit it properly. Good boy?

“Are you good?”

- You get a lot of views, it pays for ads. They'll settle everything for you later. Did you see that comment? He wants you to be a white magician.

Khh, I couldn't connect the horses because I was so full of smiling applause.

- Recruiter's name is New Standard, but he's pretty famous over here. If you open a page separately, people will like it more. Why don't you make one? He kept asking me where the next stage was, and he said I was in a chemical company. You're a chemist, and you freak me out.

“It's been a few days since it ended. ”

- What do you think? I love it when my friend becomes a star. I like you, too.

It's common these days to watch hundreds of thousands of videos uploaded by ordinary people. I felt that Jungwoo was embarrassed, but on the contrary, it was not that surprising.

The calculations were quick to return there.

“Make sure you get the settlement. ”

And you don't want to do any more of your business? Big Christmas celebrations · ·

“I'm busy. I just got recognized by the company. ”

Take care of your precious body and get together for the reunion at the end of the day.

Hanging up the phone, Jungwoo, who was thinking of the bear, turned on the search box again. Enter [Limited Woo] and only Dongmyeong people come out. I was wondering if you could type in [White Magician].

3 Minutes of magic to make shopping mall customers wet their fantasies!

Artist from Thing Company, who shined the stage of Yoon Iseol, White Magician.

"That's page two. ’

Jungwoo fell asleep and took a screenshot and saved it right away.

After opening the door of study room 1, I was impressed by the real office, such as where Jung lives.

“Jungwoo, are you here? ”

“Hello."

A senior researcher who had learned his face at the reunion stood up and greeted him.

Jungwoo points to the desk right next to the entrance.

“This is my spot, isn't it? ”

“That's right, and no more 'sir’. He's a direct descendant of Research Room One. ”

“Oh, yes, sir. ”

Jungwoo sat down. Sleek space with nothing, but spacious, comfortable, and more than anything else.

Is the seat next to Song Bo-young's? ’

A desk with a middle-aged female frame that resembles her. I thought I might be bothered because I will see him almost every day until the beginning of next year, but it was not so bad to think of him as a friend to talk about chemistry.

By 9 o'clock, the study room was full.

Why didn't you come? Are you late? '

After 30 minutes, Song Bo-young didn't show up for work, so she tilted her head.

“Jung-hee. ”

I called Cha Jung-hee who was sitting across from me and pointed to Song Bo-young's position.

“Do you know where she went? ”

“Bo-young? Oh, it's a battle trip with my senior. I'll be there all week to pick up a new project from the Institute of Technology. ”

“Ah.”

“Bo-young cleared that spot yesterday. I've never mopped in my life. ”

“Is that so?"

It was a moment when I wanted to see Song Bo-young's cute face, even though I was thankful. Jungwoo asked me again.

“What am I doing today, then? ”

“If you don't have any other instructions, do it yourself. You said you were going to dispatch anyway. ”

Jungwoo nodded and looked back at the first room of the study.

People who look up international papers on the Internet for research assignments assigned to individuals. A person under investigation for a claim by an affiliate company. Even the guy who stopped by before he went to the lab.

‘I have to do what Dr. Moon told me to do. ’

Jungwoo turned on his laptop and connected it to an outlet.

Projects that Dr. Heaven gave up on. I seem to have backed out of my presentation at the planning evaluation last night. Similar tasks were piled up, so it was enough to set an overview of the study.

One body, dozens of projects to propose.

It's better to be prepared without thinking.

Jiaying.

I'm sorting out the data, but I got a text.

[You went to work?]

It was Song Bo-young.

[Yes, sir. Thank you for your time.]

As soon as I sent the reply, the text came back again.

[In English? Jungwoo will shoot you next time you study, Bob ^ 0 ^!]

A text that smiles as soon as I see it. I didn't hate it.

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Jungwoo continued to go back and forth to study room without any problems. However, during the course of my daily life, I suddenly came across sleep disorders.

While organizing the assignment, having lunch, chatting with his classmates, he also experienced several moments of blackouts and waking up. Apparently there's a problem with the doctor's statement.

It became a Friday night.

“I'm going in, Mr. Hong. ”

“Oh, yeah. I'll see you next week. Merry Christmas. ”

“Christmas?”

Red Flag pointed to the calendar on the wall because of Jungwoo's reaction.

24 days tomorrow, 25 days the day after tomorrow. Although weekends and Christmas overlap, December's symbolic day was right around the corner.

‘I was completely unconscious. ’

I didn't know I could leak the day I learned too late. I didn't know I was going to be late even though I was just cleaning up Dr. Heavenly Kingdom's research records.

Yeah, I'm just a workaholic. Psychiatry isn't the problem. ’

A disease of the mind. It sounds anxious just thinking about it.

* * *

Jungwoo changed his clothes after finishing his shower to go to the sleep clinic, which was scheduled for 8: 00 p.m., and he politely picked up his drink and found his waiting brother coming downstairs, winking.

“What?”

“Drink this. Your favorite orange juice. ”

“Why didn't you do it? ”

“It's just, it's hard to go to work, my brother.”

“Oh, that's creepy. Don't blow your nose with that face. He didn't have a beard. He won a Saint's Award. ”

Usually, I have to come out to fight when I shoot like this, but the dinner laughed and gave me a drink.

Jungwoo took the cup and asked.

“What? Pentawachi skin? ”

After handing over a sip, an unexpected answer from my brother popped up.

“I got a confession. The girl in the reading room. ”

Phew, I spit out the juice and Manjeong turned his head.

“Really? Some crazy girl confesses to you. ”

“You're out of your mind. Not as pretty as my sister, the folding brother. ”

“So what did you say? ”

The dinner opened its mouth with a more serious look.

“I was so embarrassed that I nodded. ”

“What man? ”

I caught the umbilical cord of my brother's words.

“That's no way to take a woman's confession. ”

· · · She wants to go on a date tomorrow. I don't know where to go or how to get there. ”

“Do you understand me? ”

“You have Eun-sil. ”

“Let's not talk about it in the beginning. ”

Jungwoo sat down in front of the kitchen table.

“Do you have a relationship? ”

“Huh? ”

I felt a tingling sensation while smiling at the shy nod of my younger brother I had never seen before.

“Geez, it's Christmas Eve tomorrow. You can't just score on a date. ”

“Help me, brother. I'm running low on allowance. ”

Jungwoo said.

“Three months cleaning my room. ”

“Three months?”

“If you don't want to. ”

“Fine. If we succeed tomorrow instead. ”

“Cole.”

Jungwoo immediately said.

“What's so special about high school dating? Let's start with a nice place for dinner. Romantic movies are fundamental. ”

“Yes.”

“A crowded street. Just get out of there. And walk hand in hand. ”

“Cow, hand? ”

“Oh, my gosh. If a man just dares to go, he goes. And it's Christmas Eve, so pull when the lights go out on the street. ”

Jungwoo said as he looked at the dinner face.

“Oh, I can't. You might get caught with your face. ”

“2C · ·”

“Huh.”

The dinner, when she saw Jungwoo pulling out her purse, clammed her mouth and reached out her hands.

“I was going to give you 50,000 won. With all due respect, Christmas bonus!"

Jungwoo gave his brother as much money as he could because his pockets were thick last week.

“Thank you, brother. ”

“Capture that weird girl's heart. Be a Hans man. ”

Jungwoo, who finished the coach neatly, walked to the front door and asked for a dinner.

“Where are you going? ”

“Let's get some sleep. Tell your mom she's not coming in today. ”

I waved my hand for a short time to a dinner I didn't understand, and went out to clear my face.

A van stopped in front of a luxurious five-story building with a sign called "The Clean Sleep Clinic."

Glug, the back door opens and the woman in the hat presses down.

“I hope our Lee Seol sleeps well today. ”

“Sleep well here. ”

“That's for the Prelate to know. I've cleared out all my Christmas schedules, so take it easy. I cover all enthusiasm. ”

“Really? With that idealistic male actor! ”

A man who was sitting in the car with his fist clenched, like a woman threatening him, clapped his fist together, "fighting."

“Come on, give me that. Smile for me. ”

“He's still smiling. ”

The van leaves, and she looks back at the sleep clinic.

“It's going to be another day. ”

A small mumble, she covers her face and steps inside.