Chemistry

It can't be this dark under the lamp. Yoon Iseol, who kept looking away from Jungwoo in front of his nose, felt sorry for the time and held the guitar in his hand.

“I'm going to set off a firecracker. Don't be surprised. ”

“I'm not surprised. ”

Yoon Lee Seol nodded, looking at the side of the choreography.

An electricity spills from the stage speaker. Jungwoo bounces the guitar, preparing to do something else, pushing it from the front of the stage, with a pulsating sound, like a piece of paper shot into the air.

All the performers who were watching nearby laughed because it was such a lame stage effect.

- That's the angle we need.

- Nailed it.

That was fast, Councilman.

- It's only been a couple of years, man.

The two people talking were relaxed without any worries.

Yoon Lee Seol's gaze reached Jungwoo who was standing over a shirt covered in dirt and dust. He was exposed to the evidence that he had worked hard for an hour.

The timing to sing after the previous period.

The stage worries the performers, the yearbook, the director of planning and the Starpeace staff. However, even the fact that there was Jungwoo was satisfied with Yoon Yi Seul and was not afraid at all.

- I didn't feel it, but the day the first leaves came down, I found out.

The first summon that begins. This song began as a reminiscence of the seasons passed after listening to the rustling sound of the leaves, a fall song written by musicians last year with a talk.

Regardless of the stage effect of the introduction, the officials who were watching as the song spread stopped what they were doing and fell into the music world of Yoon Yi Seul.

7: 45 p.m.

The audience cheered as Rocker Jay played the finale with a thumping drum beat.

Jungwoo, who was standing next to the stage, was experiencing the power of the performance while watching over 3,000 audiences who stood up and responded to the singer's song.

They all jump, and the whole island shakes.

I love you guys!

The atmosphere below the stage reached the climax of the festival as Jay went down to Anchor, and with the spectacular Jeonju appeared.

- Gu-yeon!

The sacred tree!

Each member's favorite name resonated, and a shout resounded from everywhere that was incomparable to the stage.

This is the difference in heat? ’

Flow of people's responsiveness, regardless of song. At its peak, Raincar was preparing for a performance.

“Jungwoo.”

While wearing a communicator, Park Sook-chan ran to Jungwoo, who was going back and forth from the stage.

“Do you see that? Where the cameras come together. ”

“Looks like a lot of direct cameramen are here. ”

“We've got a lot of celebrity journalists here. PD must have called in all the AT Entertainment. Isn't this also a critical hit if Yoon is buried in the Rainkara Knights? ”

As the first song came out, the cheer underneath the stage became more intense.

The applause who saw it asked in a low voice.

“Do you want me to blow up Rising Starpole later in Anchor? At this rate, the audience will collapse after the Rainkara stage. If I'm for Jungwoo and Mr. Lee Seol · ·"

“Hey, that's not true. ”

“People are going to love picking leaves. ”

The applause was a face with no anxiety because he could not see the reaction in it.

Jungwoo checked Yoon Lee Seol from the waiting room for the next stage and told Su-chan.

“Don't do it. It's embarrassing. I won't say it twice. ”

“Got it.”

“And don't ask me to bother you later, because I told you that leaf rooting is bad. ”

“Oh, I believe you. My chingu only · · ·"

“Too late.”

Jungwoo coldly turned his back and approached Yoon Iseol. Yoon Iseol's eyes met and smiled.

“I'm wearing a dress, too. What do you think? ”

Jungwoo raised his thumb and asked.

“There's over 3,000 audiences down there. Aren't you nervous? ”

“I'm happy. It means 3,000 people listening to the song. ”

The weight she showed on the stage was so great that the depth of her emotions was too great to assess lightly with the words' guitar girl ’.

A singer who dominates the audience with just breath and sound, even in quiet accompaniments and low pitch.

Jungwoo was convinced that the stage of Rainkara would never interfere with this point. Of course, it could be because Yoon Yi Seul was clicked.

Kung Kung, Doo Woong...

As Rising Starpole kicked in and sent a starlight into the night sky, a scream seemed to follow.

Jungwoo enjoyed the minister purely beside Yoon Yi Seul.

“Enjoy the stage and come down. ”

“Yes, Hahn. ”

“Don't be surprised by the fireworks. ”

“He's not like that. ”

- Anchor! Anchor!

At the Zara Island special arena, where there is no sound of "rainkara" even after the anchor stage is already over.

Twenty-three girls with guitars stand on the stage.

“Hello, I'm Yoon Yi Seol. ”

Yoon Lee Seol sat on the chair and put the guitar on his knee.

Even though the cheer had abated, I could see half the people wet on stage, half the people excited, and only a very small portion focused on listening to Yoon Iseol's song.

“The first song is prepared as the sound of his first leaf, as you know well. ”

I sent a signal to the choir and bounced the guitar.

As I raced my toes, I started playing guitar with a chord transformation while riding the traditional beat.

Peaches.

Something fired from underneath the stage at the same time.

To this end, it was a similar pattern to rehearsal.

However, in the audience and in the auditorium, elasticity emerged unilaterally from the outsiders sitting on the lawn behind him.

- I didn't feel it, but the day the first leaves came down, I found out.

Yoon Iseol, who was calling the first verse, looked up at the night sky and almost mistook his lyrics.

Tens of thousands of glittering leaves were spreading across the square on the stage, falling into a total natural foliage.

- Looks like the seasons have changed again! The leaves are falling, touching me like a lie.

It wasn't very glamorous.

In just 5 seconds, the audience who remembered the previous stage disappeared.

Since he had sung hundreds of times in front of the audience, Yoon Iseol noticed this at once. She smiled at the fact that this peculiar and wonderful performance was limited.

The leaves that sat as light as feathers gradually grew smaller and smaller above the audience's heads.

- At the end of the path, walking through leafy streets · ·

One of the leaves was scattered in front of Yun Yitheel. He made a rustling sound and put the last verse of Hooneung-gu in his mouth toward the leaves burning into the autumn light.

- · · Sound of first leaf. It's autumn.

Tadadak-hui...

Leaves that have disappeared in the wind as dust.

Although it looks sad and lonely, the stage was thoroughly recorded in high quality by the hand of the professional cameramen, who greatly stimulated the emotional connection to one corner of the chest.

“Jung-woo!”

Jungwoo, who was heading to the waiting room with Yun Yi Seol, who finished to the anchor stage, shook his head as he watched the thundering applause.

“What are you doing in and out of the waiting room where the stagehand staff are celebrities? ”

“What do you want to eat, Jungwoo? ”

“I have no appetite. I ate too much of your excitement and doubts and I'm full. ”

Applause grabs hold of both hands and bows.

“I'm sorry. You know your PD personality, right? They want me to learn this. If you don't, I'll get fired. ”

“I have to get fired. ”

“Jungwoo, I'm sorry. ”

“Oh, okay. If I remember tomorrow, I'll teach you. ”

“I promise!”

Yoon Iseol, who was walking with me, smiled with her mouth closed, pushed the soft-roasted applause aside.

“What if you don't remember? ”

“Unfortunately, that's his luck. ”

After returning to the waiting room, Song Min-dong's planning director blocked Jungwoo.

“Limit Woo Manager. No, what the hell. Speaking of other staff, you said last winter it was a limited edition snow performance manager. ”

“I did. That's how I became a manager. ”

“I don't know that. I didn't know who he was.”

I bowed my head like a hunchback to keep my head bent, saying I'm asking nicely from now on.

It was nine o'clock at night when the last team finished the stage and finished the group song.

Yoon Il-sul, sitting in the passenger seat of the van, looked in the mirror and checked that the makeup hadn't spread while he was outside talking to Team Leader Jung-ho.

Such a pretty day is rare. At this time, I kept touching my head thinking that I should try to appeal to it as much as possible.

“Jungwoo, what are you doing that you don't ride? ”

What kind of secret conversations are they talking about separately? Yoon Lee Seol quickly waited for Jungwoo to return.

In Jungwoo's opinion for a while, the lagoon nodded.

“I'm sure you do. I'll pass it on to Seung Jae. ”

“Thank you, thank you for understanding. ”

“Honestly, this morning, I rebelled. But I made a big mistake. He was right. ”

“What?”

The stationary lagoon bows politely.

“An illusion that I had the courage to fill the vacancy of Master Seong. ”

“No, I have more empathy for Team Leader Zhongho than the Head of Planning. ”

“Since someone knows Lee Seol well, I think I can work comfortably without him. Thank you, Mr. Jungwoo. ”

Jungwoo greets the lagoon and heads to the van, and he learns that Staff at Starpeace cares about Yoon Il-sul and thinks like a family.

‘I don't feel like a celebrity organizer or a bureaucracy. Our lab treats you as its progeny, but not this much. ’

I got in the van, reminiscing about what I had to learn.

As soon as I sat in the driver's seat, Yoon Iseol asked with a ballstent voice.

“Why are you so late? We won't have time to be together if we go to Seoul. ”

“I'm not going to Seoul. ”

“Yes? Really? ”

“There's a pension nearby. ”

“Can I do that? Spending the night apart means that Mr. Jungwoo is sharing a room with me. ”

Jungwoo picked up his phone to Yoon Iseol, who was embarrassed, and opened a Dantokbang where only his close friends gathered. The name of the pension was written along with a letter asking me to come.

“It's the weekend, all my friends are at the pension. Eight. Some of my friends have seen Mr. Lee Seol. Su-yeon will come back after finishing up the stage. Oh, there's a silver thread. You're not still jealous of Silver Thread, are you? ”

“I won't. But you kicked me out of Jungwoo's group last time. ”

“That's when. I put all the spices aside that I'm working as a manager now. I told Team Leader Zhongho that I would go tomorrow while playing without any pressure from Mr. Lee. Should we just go to Seoul? ”

“No!”

A van stopped in front of the "Island Sky Pension" near Gapyeong.

Jungwoo and Yoon Iseol opened the door on the second floor of the pension and came inside, and the cheers of their friends rang out.

Taeyoung Chang, who was holding a beer with a glass of wine, looked at where he was sitting and became an unbelievable eye.

“I can't believe Yoon Lee Seul came to the same MT as Dobong Elementary School. ”

“Hello, Taeyoung. I saw you at the Hop House for a minute, right? ”

“Tae-young, Tae-young! ”

Taeyoung Jang raised his hands lightly and was happy, and other friends came before Ur Yun Seol.

Jungwoo, who was wearing a coat, put his hand on his forehead and kicked his tongue at the inference of his friends.

“Even though these bastards said so. ”

“Get out of the way, you guys! ”

At that time, Ko Eun Sil, who came out of the bathroom, pushed away the men's back and sat next to Yoon Yi Seol.

“Sister · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Good to see you, Mr. Lee Seol. You don't have to worry about the black kids. There's not a single fist in the pit. ”

As the crown thread clenches, the men flinch back.

Yun Yi Seol smiled and nodded, hearing that she was a sister who used to stir up the neighborhood when she was little.

“What do you like to drink? Just drinks?”

“No, I'll drink it with you. ”

“Oh!”

A cask of soju in a beer and a spun whirlpool thread were presented to Yoon Lee Seul.

“Percentage guaranteed to taste. Relax. There's plenty here. Jungwoo bought it and sent it. I thought you were ready for this. ”

Jungwoo, who was handing over a sip of beer, choked on this sound and looked at the metal thread.

“Mr. Lee Seol! I have something to tell you! ”

Kim Jong-heon raised his hand. Yoon Il-sul, who had taken a sip of alcohol, saw Kim Jeong-heon.

“This is the eighth MT this year for my doppelganger elementary school, and I've never done that before. The romance of MT. Sing guitar as a group. ”

As soon as the horse is finished, the roar echoes everywhere.

“'80s MT? Crazy.”

“I'll give you a microphone, so sing your song. ”

A negative sound came from everywhere, but Yoon Yi Seol smiled widely and replied to Kim Jeong-heon.

“There's a timeless romance in the song. Do you want me to test one song? ”

Where should I sing a group song with Yoon Lee Seul? All options turned to her proposal.

Jungwoo brought a guitar from the van.

Yoon Il-yeol, who put a guitar on his knee, saw everyone.

“By the way, what are you singing? ”

“Let's do anything for Autumn! ”

Yoon Lee Seol chose a song that I think I know quite well.

“Moonsae Lee, ‘In the fall'. ”

Grrrrrrr...

- When autumn comes, your smile is so bright and sunny ~

I tried to follow someone I know, but I missed the timing because of Yoon Yi Seol's voice, which makes me glad just by listening.

Everyone noticed and breathed that watching her live was a much greater experience than singing group songs in Yoon Yi Seul's company.

Just an hour ago, the feeling that held 3,000 audiences captivated the minds of the nine young people sitting around the pension.

- Looking up at the sky, there's a soft smile in the sky, when autumn comes · · · · · · ·.

Yoon Iseol, who finished verse 1, saw everyone.

“Oh, you don't know that song. I'm sorry."

“No! Please, just one more song to the end! ”

Pension courtyard sounds like fun background music from friends chattering.

Jung, who was out for a while, took a breath of fresh, clear air and turned his eyes to Yoon Iseol who was standing next to him with a pleasant face.

“You have very red cheeks. How many drinks have you had? ”

“Your glass? Eun-sil even gave me a drink of booze. It's not surprisingly delicious. ”

“Don't take it all because they'll follow you. Drink it properly. ”

“Ouch, nagging again. It's over. Now get back to Lim Wu, who loves me more than just one manager. ”

When Yoon Lee Seol let it flow, Jungwoo nodded his head that he knew.

“You're not cold, are you? ”

“It's cold.”

“As manager only to prepare for the cold · ·”

Jung Woo, who tried to take off his jacket, isn't Lee Seul Yoon! ’I stopped when I closed my eyes. She folds her arms in her arms and disappears.

“Don't be such a manager, just be confident. ”

“I made a mistake. ”

“Understood. Moving on. ”

Yoon Iseol, who looks like her lips when she is tender. She ran up to her ears, looking particularly cute and lovely today.

Yoon Iseol raised his eyebrows as soon as Jungwoo looked at it quietly.

“Hey, why are you always avoiding me?"

Jungwoo kissed lightly as she wished.

“I'm not avoiding it. I'm restraining myself. People need to be pretty. ”

Yoon Lee Seol's eyes curled up like a crescent moon. Jungwoo held her hand and said.

“Let's go inside. Your friends get suspicious when you're out for a long time. I think I've caught half of them, but I still have to protect the line. ”

“Just 10 more minutes. ”

Jungwoo turns his head to the landscape. It's nice to see mountains and rivers in the moonlight.

“Writing a song isn't easy, is it? Lee Seol's insomnia started there. ”

“Yes, but there's also a positive side to it. ”

“Positive side? ”

“If I hadn't met Jungwoo at the sleep clinic, I wouldn't have come this far. ”

Her body temperature felt like it was moving closer to her. It's so warm.

“That's odd. I caught a woman there saying she's not Yoon Seul. ”

“Now that I mention it, Actually, that was me. ”

“Phew. Fooled me. ”

“That was quite an act, wasn't it? ”

Jungwoo conformed to Yoon Iseol, who was dull and proud.

“I knew it. You kept saying I had a strange promise, but you didn't shake a single eyebrow. ”

“How do you know it's not there? ”

Jungwoo with a cell phone turned on a video.

- Especially since yesterday. Don't shake your date once you've thrown it. Ignore self scheduling as well.

Yoon Lee Seol was embarrassed and looked up at Jungwoo.

“What, are you writing this down? Man's gotta have a hole. ”

“Even if that company goes down, shouldn't we record it? ”

“Don't. ”

“Wait a minute. ”

Jungwoo passed along the video in his cell phone, playing another section.

- Speaking of Lee Seol. I think I'd like to be in my normal 20s. Let's help if we can. Su-yeon asked me to join her soon, but should I ask her to join us?

Jungwoo saw Yoon Iseol, who pressed the stop button.

“I don't care if my work is ruined because of my memory, but I can't feel Mr. Lee Seol. So you have to write it down and you have to think it through. ”

Yoon Seul's eyes trembled with the voice of soft tears.

Jung asked, handing over Yoon Yi Seol's hair that had flowed in the wind.

“How are my friends? It's crazy, it's fun, it's pathetic. ”

“Huh? ”

“Yes?”

“What Jungwoo just said. It's in the notebook. That's right. You saw it yesterday morning, right? ”

“What notebook? ”

Jungwoo tilted his head. Yoon Lee Seol looked carefully into Jungwoo's eyes.

“I really don't remember. Did you get that on video? ”

“What?”

“Give me your phone. ”

Yoon Iseol, who quickly handed over the recorded video letter, said in a surprised expression.

“I don't remember, but I think there's something left unconscious. Jungwoo just remembered a word that wasn't here. ”

“Is that so?"

“Amazing. So there's a chance you'll think of something else, right? ”

I said, "Maybe, if there's some long-term memory somewhere in your head, like a cell phone video. ”

Yoon Lee Seol's face was relieved as a child and disappeared.

Jungwoo yawned a lot.

“I'm sorry, Lee Seol, but I'm suddenly so sleepy. I think I'm going to faint soon. ”

Already?

Yoon Yi Seol's expression is sad.

“Be good in the morning. I don't think I'll wake up as soon as I wake up because I'm not home. ”

“Just trust me. Keep worrying. ”

“Thinking about today, I'm actually most worried about you. ”

When Jungwoo pointed out that Yoon Yi Seol only smiled and did not deny it.

“Then kiss me good night before you go to sleep. This is a preview of our prerequisite. ”

“If you want to learn, stop acting. ”

“Aye!”

Just lifting his chin up, his lips touched Jungwoo's.

- I don't know, but you try to kiss me when you get a chance.

Just when Yoon Lee Seol popped up from the mobile phone video in his hand. As soon as I stubbed the button off, I put my hand on the back of Jungwoo's neck and clasped it.

“If you impress me this much and don't kiss me, I'll hate you for the rest of my life. ”

Her cute threats were definitely effective.

Both hands of the swollen Jungwoo wrapped around the cheeks of the soft Yoon Iseol.

All the sounds of the world disappeared at once, and the ecstasy of smell, hearing, and touch filled each other's existence came to two people.

An unprecedented good night kiss lasted for a while.

Booooo.

A red car stopped in the parking lot in front of the Island Sky Pension.

“It's cold, it's cold. ”

The applause from the driver's seat stopped as he took out a box full of alcohol from the trunk and headed to the pension.

Two people standing in the dark across the yard.

One was a close friend who knew him well and one was a well-known celebrity. And they were behaving in a way that this fall night would never feel cold.

“Oh my God."

Even though I had stabbed him as a joke, the appearance of a friend standing like a real lover with his country sister was shocking to him.

Social success made me feel somewhat distant. It didn't really matter. Limited rains, never changed in nature. But his girlfriend is really Yoon Il-sun.

“That's great, Jungwoo. ”

Now, I'm not jealous, but I'm just as frightened as seeing being in another dimension at all.

The window on the second floor of the pension opened.

“I'm out of booze! Come on up!”

“Here we go!”

He muttered with a gaze on the other side of the yard.

“My friend has become a public enemy of Korean men. Don't go near the military, Jungwoo. ”

A bedroom on the second floor of the pension.

“· · · Not in memory, but unconsciously in mouth. It's worth digging into. ”

When Jung finished all the theories about what happened today with the camera on his cell phone, he leaned on his pillow in the pouring sleep.

‘Eun-sil will take good care of Lee Seol, but · · something is empty. ’

On the living room side, you still hear the sound of excitement.

- Pour, pour, pour! Drink up! Drink up!

- I'm going to be a black knight!

- Hey, you didn't catch it.

- Then let's just drink!

It was not a pity that I could not play until late at night because of my irresistible sleep. However, it was very unfortunate that I would forget about her relationship with her tomorrow in the yard.

The memory of the pain of turning dust over to create a stage effect and hitting your finger with a hammer. A beautiful song that captured 3,000 audiences at once on that stage. Everything disappears from memory.

Joy and sadness, joy and frustration.

I suddenly thought that memory is worthwhile because I can't just choose and keep any of it.

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