Life, Once Again!

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Yoon Jeong was so happy that there were 15 first-graders waiting for him. I'm so happy I want to hug you tight. I was very worried about my inner self. What if no one comes? What if there are fewer?

But there are 15 of them.

Fifteen!

Yay!

Yun Jeong coughed and stood in front of them. Everyone approaches and looks at Yun Jeong to see if he remembers Yun's appearance.

“You're the backers who came to apply for the theater department, right? ”

“Yes.”

Only a few answer. Yoon Jeong was fine, though. It is the first time now, so everyone will save their words. As soon as we get to know each other a little, we will be able to laugh and talk like "then."

Yeah, just like that.

“Nice to meet you. I introduced you at lunch, but I'll introduce you again. Lee Yun-jeong, acting director, sophomore year, computer department. ”

“ ……. ”

You seem surprised by the sudden introduction. Yun Jeong felt that he shouldn't do this, and disclosed his poverty.

“Come on in. This is our bad theater department. ”

It was wide enough for 15 people to go in because they had all the stuff cleaned out. I knew you were good at cleaning things up. At that time, Yun Jing's eyes saw mesh stockings rolling on the floor. It was a prop from the last play.

“Hmm.”

Yoon Jung pushed the stockings into the corner with his toes. Now's the time to plant a good image. There are girls who don't have to show you this.

‘Men six and women nine. Ratio's not bad. ’

The height was evenly distributed and there was a variety of shapes. Depending on the drama, a tall person, a lively person, an unassuming person, a small person, etc. needs various characters. How fortunate to have such unique children.

Yun Jing began to get excited. It would be great to put on a show with these guys. 19 of them. Many characters can be extinguished. I think he plays a chatty role. I think he's good with his hands. He is...

“Hey.”

One girl raised her hand.

“Uh, yeah. Do you have any questions? ”

“I have a question. ”

“Ask all you want. I'll explain everything. ”

“The timeline says you have club activities on Saturday afternoons and full-time events at the end of each month. ”

“Yes.”

“So what time does it end, on average? ”

I was very curious about her.

I felt like I was getting warmed up. Yeah, I bet you are. It's also important to get home. But the first question is, when are you coming home?

Yoon Jung sighed, and Danmi went out.

“That's not the limit. ”

“It's not a timeline? ”

“Yes, I also said this when I was promoting it, but it takes a lot of practice. because actors need their own practice, prop makers need their own practice. and sometimes you have to do both at the same time, depending on the number of people. ”

“So what time exactly does it end? ”

“Er... I mean... ”

“Are you done with the time on the class timetable? 3: 00 on Saturday and 5: 00 on the full day. Is that correct?”

“That's going to be hard. Ultimate completeness increases with practice. If you're short, you have to do better, and if you're good, you have to repeat it without making mistakes. And then... ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

The girl stepped back. I don't need to listen anymore. The girl who pulls out a folder phone and presses the button.

Yoon Jung sighed secretly. When I asked him when it was over, I expected him to have this reaction.

‘I haven't even started yet. ’

The girl who texted someone on her phone so gently says hello.

“I'm sorry, it's going to be difficult. ”

“Oh, really? ”

“I really wanted to. ”

Yun Jing heard that and was a little twisted in his gut.

You really want to do this?

The only thing I really want to do, no matter what the odds, is take it out and do it. I'm not worried about getting late before it even starts.

‘No, Lee Yun-jeong. Don't even think about it. He could have a family situation. Yes. I have to help out with the shop because my family is difficult, or my father is too strict to go in soon.... ’

I feel calm when I think like that. Everyone has their reasons. Yes. Everyone...

“If you spend too much time in the club, that's fine. ”

One ball of lube trembled.

Just?

It felt like the last year was the most unfair. To a girl who knows nothing about the theater department. Anger rises from your toes to your head.

Wow, that pisses me off. That makes you the successor!

I was about to say something annoying because I couldn't bear it.

“Then go quickly. ”

My voice came from the first grade. One of the three men standing behind the girl said. The one on the left who looks clumsy, and the one on the right who looks squirmy. And the tall one standing in the middle. As soon as she saw the boy with the puffy eyes, Yun Jeong could recall when he entered the first grade electronics class.

“Monorama!”

Yun Jeong pointed at the boy in the middle with his finger. Everyone looks at the boy and sees Yun Jing again, wondering what's going on.

“Oh, no. It's nothing.”

Yoon Jung stepped back, smiling dainty. Thanks to this, the gaze is directed back at the boy.

“What's going on? ”

The boy makes a curious face. He said again to the girl who had just asked me a few questions.

“If you're busy, go. Before it's too late.”

“…… Huh. ”

The girl looked at the boy with a slightly offended face and dragged the friend beside her away.

That's how five people left.

‘We're screwed.'

Yoon Jeong burned his insides watching the five of them leave without any sense. After sending him away, you will regret it. We don't have enough men. Should I have been gentle and asked for a prop?

It was when I felt small.

“What plays have you done? ”

“Yes?”

It was a sudden question. The "Monorama" that I told the girl earlier asked me a question.

“I was wondering, what kind of play did you play? ”

“Ah.”

Yun Jeong felt better again when he asked the right question. Monorama, you seem enthusiastic.

* * *

“Yoon Jung needs to take care of his face. ”

Junghyuk empathized strongly with Danmi's words. Yun Jeong has no way of expressing his thoughts. So there are quite a lot of friends who feel burdened by her.

Even now.

Even though I explained it calmly, I'm so excited alone that I can't stop talking. Giving a script changes people by 180 degrees, but usually they do something really unbelievable that makes many people feel uncomfortable.

“Seniors, would you like to see this? ”

Junghyuk stepped forward and stood still as if he had waited. Junghyuk pulled out the photo tray from the poor cabinet. There are 12 thick bins.

“I make one a year. It's got a year of theater history in it. You wouldn't recognize the old bike, so let's look at the new one. ”

Junghyuk opened the Photo Tray in 2002. First graders flock to the dusty photo tray.

“The first photo in the Photo Tray is always taken by all members of the theater department. If you're going to be in the theater department, it's going to be in the first photo gallery in 2003. ”

“Wow."

“There's a lot of people. ”

First graders took it out one by one.

At the end of the first grade, Junghyeok unknowingly looked at his friends. Yun, Danmi and Minsu were all expressing bitterness.

“Yes, a lot. ”

A lower voice. The medieval reflex breathes the atmosphere with a mild cough. The friends who were standing behind me noticed that they were able to unmask their faces.

“This is the play that we first posted. At the time, my senior was in charge, and the four people here were in charge. ”

It was then.

“You're no role model. He was the lead too.”

Sensibility intervened.

Junghyuk narrowed it down to the people.

“Don't half-talk me. ”

“Oh, sorry. ”

Sensei scratched her head and said to the freshman, “He was starring too.” I corrected.

The theater department has always spoken respectfully to new students. If I had the same coin, I would put it on the horse, but I used it until I got the sign of my wish to join.

This was the tradition of the theater department since the first term of the Chongcheon Dynasty. Junghyuk didn't want to break the decent tradition made by his classmates. That's why I gave enough to my comrades.

Be kind and explain to first graders.

He smiled and handed over the photo tray. Photos are taken after the curtain call.

“This is him here. It's different when you're on the radio, right? ”

First graders nod violently.

Junghyuk is a little embarrassed, so he quickly tries to move on to the next chapter, but he doesn't let go.

“She's good at acting. I was recognized by my classmates. And if we're going to do some side effects together, we're going to see really different things. ”

“Unfortunately, I'm going to be staffed this time. You can ignore him. ”

Junghyuk pushed Minority backwards.

“Take a look around. Seeing what the theater department has been doing is going to help them sign up. ”

Gives me enough time. and wait for them to make their own decisions. I do not make excessive recommendations. That's the policy of the theater department.

The first graders looked up at the photo tray for about 10 minutes. Junghyuk recognized that some eyes had changed. Unfortunately, it turned out to be bad.

“Th-the stage is like a boardhouse behind here. ”

“Yes.”

“Did you make this yourself? ”

“That's right.”

“You must have done sawing and hammering. ”

“I'm done.”

“ ……. ”

I was a freshman who nodded heavily. Junghyuk smiled for no reason. Maybe a sophomore like you should start a theater department.

“Well, would you like to see the costume? ”

Junghyuk said that and got out of poverty. Freshman year followed. The second grade comes after that.

I opened the fifth floor auditorium with all the props and costumes I had left out of the office, and the freshmen came in and said, "Wow.” Make a sound.

“Some clothes you made and some things you bought. It looks like it's piled up one by one, and it's piled up like this. ”

Junghyuk was proud of these props. It is the result of effort and sweat.

However, the facial expressions of first-graders who had once hardened did not stop. Maybe he realized he's not a well-behaved wealthy man.

It'll be a burden.

Junghyuk uttered a word that shook the minds of the first graders even louder.

“The theater department costs a little money. I have flatulence, but I don't have enough. There are costs to invite an outside instructor. ”

Money.

High school students are more sensitive.

We know about the Middle Ages. The hesitant faces harden with confidence.

“I'm sorry. ”

A few more say hello.

Junghyuk didn't want to be greeted, but he accepted. I can't catch it. The theater department is such a mess if someone forced their way in.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.