Life, Once Again!

* * *

Dark skies. A moon that floats round at the intersection of blue and black. There is a red sparkle about a mile away from the moon. A poisonous looking star.

“That's Mars. ”

“Could be a satellite.”

“No. It's going to be Mars. ”

In 2003, Mars approaches. The fact that the floor remembers this little fact is because it has one memory. What my high school friend told me that I can't remember my face because it's so blurry now.

- I can't stand it, but she keeps me away and close. Amazing, isn't it?

As I got older, I often remembered the conversation of the day. At this point, I can't remember anything about whether it was a man, a woman, a close friend, or just a face... I just looked up at the night sky and said that. That's all that's left of my head.

“I feel better next week because I'm thinking about seeing that instructor again. ”

“Oh... right. We'll keep looking. ”

Dojin and the colonel sigh.

Looking at your face, smiling doesn't dislike Humans, but you seem to be quite reluctant about it. Yeah, well, they both took one for the smile today.

“Here we go.”

“Yes."

Docking and flooring cross paths. The floor lifts itself onto the bicycle that was dragged by hand. It gets cold again as the sun goes down. You'll bring gloves. You put your hands together, hoe and breathe in the warm breeze, and then grab the handle.

It was time to step on the pedal and move forward. There was a bicycle that was passing by quickly. Lightweight frame. Reel larger than MTB. A road bike that specializes in road use. A car with yellow points.

“Robbery?”

It's past 7: 00 now. Were you in school until this time?

I didn't get close enough to say hello, so I pedaled slowly. However, the previous one suddenly stops.

The floor glances at you and passes by you. Do I have something to say? I couldn't hear the call, so I moved my feet without stopping.

It was time to go on a bike for a few minutes.

Suddenly, I started running side by side.

“Do you have something to say? ”

“ ……. ”

I didn't say anything at all. I think I have something to tell you because my mouth is a little twisted. The floor has the brakes.

It stops together.

“What?”

“ ……. ”

“Have you decided to be shy? ”

“Oh, fuck. I really don't like it. ”

I keep my eyes open. But soon, I sighed with a slight scratch on my eyebrows.

“The clothes. ”

“Clothing?”

“Is it resolved? ”

“Are you talking about the costumes your friends punctured? ”

“What a friend. So, what happened? I heard they say it's a dress. ”

“I decided to do some repairs. So don't worry."

At that moment.

[I thought he was serious when he came to see me. I didn't want to worry you.]

A speech bubble floats overhead.

“Who cares? Shit.”

He looked up at the sky and said, "Ouch.” It was an insult.

“If that's all right with you. Get lost.”

I turned my bike with one foot on the ground. I think I'm going home in a different direction.

“Are you following me to ask me that? Did you even wait? ”

“Fuck you.”

Lean forward and pedal. A bicycle that slips and disappears cool on the road.

The floor watched for a while as it got smaller and smaller.

‘Have you been feeling a lot lately. ’

When people are lonely, they think a lot. I would have been sufficiently alone in the last week. I didn't see him talking to anyone in class or at rest.

It looks like you've been kicked out of the posse. Seeing you leaning alone at a time like this.

“You reap what you sow. ”

What you do to others must someday come back to you in the same form. That's the causality, so you need your own reform rather than someone else's help to change the situation you're in.

Of course, it may be more convenient to help by your side.

“Hmm.”

The floor reminds me of my face. I don't think he's rotten from the beginning. If that's the case, may I help you?

I don't know how much help this is gonna be.

* * *

The ocean, which was watching TV, turned to the sound of the front door opening.

“Mom?"

Unfortunately, it was the floor that opened the door. It comes with a cold air compartment.

“It's cold. Close the door. ”

“Yes."

A floor that closes the door to hardship.

The sea stares at the floor leading into the room. I've become too nice lately. If it's like it was before, "You close it. You should have said."

There were times when my brother became friendly.

It's either before and after you get your allowance, or when you buy your own food.

Recently, however, he has been pretending to be good without even trying. It was so awkward that the ocean was uncomfortable.

“Where's Bob?”

Again!

Why are you taking care of my food? Say “noodles," as usual.

“I haven't eaten. ”

“I'll set you up. Wait.”

I enter the kitchen as if it were natural. The sea watched its appearance and took out its phone. I posted a folder and texted a close friend. He was a friend with a brother.

- Hey, if you're suddenly nice, what do you got?

I waited a while, and I got a reply.

-100%

- But what if it lasts that long?

- You did a very bad thing. 1000%.

I knew it.

However, even though the bear thinks about it, it is not his fault. Rather, they gave me allowance.

- What if I'm good at something I'm good at?

- I don't have a brother like that.

It was a decisive answer.

The sea texted friends with several brothers. The answer seemed consistent. To summarize the answers, this was it.

You're the enemy.

It was ten minutes of empathy.

At least a month ago.

‘What's wrong with him? ’

My brother is making food while humming his nose. Where else did you learn to cook? Pretend the egg horses, then take the miso, zucchini, onions, etc. out of the refrigerator and prepare to boil the miso stew.

Nowadays, my mom is finally taking her hands off the kitchen. Until last week, my brother told me to go and rest if I want to make something, but he wanted me to have dinner quietly for a few days.

The sea understood her heart.

Because my brother's cooking is quite tasty.

“Do you want some stir-fried meat? ”

“Uh, uh. ”

Find the amazing meat in the refrigerator and start cooking. The sea looked amazing. When I opened it, I didn't even see the "go" part of the meat.

It's like...

"You're my mother."

He was getting more and more reluctant.

I'd rather kick it with my feet than call it fat like before.

It was then that I received a late text. She hung out a lot, but she wasn't that close.

- He looks just like my brother. Take care of it.

“...... That's ridiculous. ”

Isn't the life of a brother in this world a bad man who bullies his brother? The sea stares intently at the floor with unbelievable eyes.

* * *

‘What's wrong with him? ’

A few days sober.

He's looking over here like a kid with a toy stolen. A very hostile look. We didn't get along this well?

I mean, you never said a word when you got divorced. ’

My last life was too careless for my brother.

He's family, but he's my brother.

Reflect.

Flooring thought, "Let's at least be brothers this time." Become a brother who can listen to that suffering for a while when he is hurt by society and suffering from human relationships.

‘I'll do better. ’

The floor showed his younger brother a happy smile.

* * *

“You're crazy. That's all there is. ”

You smiled at me. For no reason.

The sea came to the floor, thinking that it couldn't stay still.

“Hey."

“Why?”

“What's wrong with you? ”

“What?”

“Why are you being so nice? ”

“…… what? ”

“Oh, really. Tell me if there's anything wrong with me. I'll forgive you. Don't do this. ”

Now you're telling me the truth, right?

It was time to think about it.

My brother looks at me with sad eyes.

And then...

He said:

“I'll give you lots of meat. ”

* * *

After flowing himself up and down, he caught a bowl of rice and watched the sea go in front of the TV. It's hard to understand and difficult to deal with at that age.

The story of a father who had a daughter who was just like me. The floor thought it needed to be better. That's an adult's responsibility.

“I'm home.”

It was my mom who came in with the basket.

“Eat.”

“Mom does it. ”

“You wished it secretly. Do the dishes.”

My mom goes into the kitchen with a bloody smile, and she sees the stir-fried meat, and she says, "Do you know how to do this?” I asked. I made a lot for my wife, so I just smiled and went into my room.

The floor at the desk switches on the computer with its toes. I am now fully familiar with high school life. Working with his peers, he learns to feel his peers, and in 2003, he smells the unique scent of time. No matter who sees it, he is the one who lives in 2003.

The mouse was moved to turn on the messenger. I was bored with the game when I was young, but somehow I didn't reach for the game. After saying hello to the children, I turned on the internet.

“It was varied at this time. ”

The world before the search box turns green. Flooring is a search box and the word is "theater." Immediately, articles and articles related to university come out.

And not a few blogs. This time there were fewer bloggers. After studying theater-related blogs, Maru opened his blog after logging into his account.

It didn't mean much.

However.

Second life experience.

I felt like I wanted to leave that footprint.

What is the name of the blog.

After a moment of deliberation, the floor left like this.

[Life, again]

And your first post.

- Have fun, have a good life.

* * *

A quick chat agent takes a breather and breaks his finger. It's been two hours since I started hunting with the kids. It was two hours ago that I called the children as soon as I noticed that there were no people in the good hunting grounds that were rarely seated.

- Excellent experience.

- It's good money.

- It's all I have left.

A game played with classmates. He had a really good time. That was the moment I was going to grab the mouse and click again.

I felt the tingling pain of Mr. Smile's breath in my head.

The moment the poppy was stiff.

The image of him who could not say a word in front of the children became overwhelmed. Shame rarely goes away.

- Daemyung.

- Are you asleep?

When the character does not move, the children ask again.

He paused to look at the characters in the game. A character with better items than children. It is not the highest authority, but it can be called a master by anyone. With time and effort, it is a natural outcome.

“... but that's not me. ”

A sudden sense of self-esteem.

The colonel is upset about something. If reality were like a game. As much as I've tried, it would be great if I could be rewarded for my time.

It was when I was thinking that. In my head, "Let's just play a game. I heard '.

As soon as he heard that sound, he didn't want to grab the mouse. So I told my friends to go first and turned off the game.

The monitor turned black.

Quiet room.

Something was very empty.

I had a great time chatting with the kids until just now.

The colonel rises from his seat. Somehow my stomach is heavy. Suddenly, the word of a doppelganger. Tell him to exercise. Looking down at the protruding belly, the colony opens the door and leaves. And I wore sneakers.

“Where are you going?”

My mom is preparing a late night snack.

“Trying to run.”

“Really?"

The colonel looked at him for a moment. Somehow, it was my mom smiling happily. That smile humbled the people. You hated it when I was fat.

“I'll be right back. ”

“Yes. Don't overdo it. ”

He took his cell phone and earphones and went outside.

* * *

“It's the weekend. Don't sleep late. ”

“Yep!"

Dojin greeted his mom for going out at night and ran into the room. Mom-free time. Happy time. I've turned on a hot tantrum shared with a friend for a long time.

I see a familiar phrase.

“The FBI must have seen something like this. ”

It doesn't matter anyway, Skip. It was a short while after pressing the keyboard arrow to see the important part.

The phone cried.

The name is stamped on a new phone with pastel glow on the top of the folder.

“The colony?”

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

Thank you, Sun-choko.

It's snowing a lot.

I'm sure everyone went to work, went to school well.

Winter came in just one day.

Be careful when you catch a cold like this.