Life, Once Again!

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Yun's expression was quite complex. I don't know what to say first. Spread your lips a few times, but no words come out. Where did that cheerful personality go?

It means it's that hard to get out.

‘But it was an accident. ’

It's been three weeks since we started acting. I have never seen a senior in the third or second grade quit. If you had to quit because of an accident, maybe you could come and encourage them to be careful.

But not one of them found the theater room.

Then maybe it was a fatality.

I understand that if it is such a serious matter, I can't even show my face.

“Was it an accident?”

The smile I was listening to ridiculed me.

Yoon Jeong flinches.

“Can you call that an accident? Really?"

Ask diligently. Her eyes sag. She wriggles her fingers and makes tears.

“That's ……. ”

“I'll tell you what. ”

Junghyuk rises, Yoon Jung hesitates and sits down.

“Why is he in charge? ”

The question of a smile was, “We've decided.” I said.

“That's fine. ”

Junghyeok turns to first grade. The floor looked into the eyes of the Middle Ages. A different look from Yoon Jeong's. I can see regret and regret, but more than that…….

Anger?

You can feel a pale anger.

Anger against whom.

Soon, the mouth of the Middle Ages will open.

“There was a summer vacation coming up last year. There was a fight between the senior who graduated in the third grade or now and the senior who was in the second grade at the time...... ”

It was a medieval period where the word "fighting" was quite hard.

“I wish it was just a fight, but it's not that high. The costumes, props, and stage that I had prepared for the National Youth Show were all ruined. I was definitely wrong to say that I didn't go to the play. We didn't make it out. The cast and props were all a mess. ”

Junghyuk smiled. He smiled silently. I think it means talk more.

“Phew... The development of the incident was minor. At that time, the instructor told us to decide the role ourselves, and as a result, there was a slight disagreement over the role. As a result, the third-grader took over the cast, and the second-grader won the role. That's all I've seen and heard since then. The role assignment that seemed to have ended well was problematic afterwards. The senior complained to the second grade class that he had not made it to the pole. Since then, bad airflow flowed between the third and second grades. We were freshmen, and we couldn't interfere, because when sophomores and third-graders argued, they told us to go back to class. ”

Junghyuk said after a big sigh.

“Then a fight broke out. It was in the fifth floor auditorium. We, first-graders, were waiting in the studio, and suddenly the fifth floor auditorium became so noisy that we couldn't stand it. And……. ”

Junghyuk walks toward the front of the auditorium. After climbing onto a wooden platform about 20 cm, the pile of rubble begins to move aside. Fabrics and tools, paint and vinyl. And after clearing all the signs for the festival, a corner of the auditorium is revealed.

It's white, another wall has turned yellow for 13 years, and it's as white as a fresh coat of paint. Looking closely, the left side of the wall is all white with a single phase center as the origin.

I can tell because I care.

That's definitely a coat of paint.

Junghyeok returned to his seat and finally explained.

“At that time, there were props, costumes, and stage items for the play. When we came up to the fifth floor auditorium, the first thing we saw was the burnt stage supplies, props, costumes, and third- and second-graders dragging the water out of the bathroom into the hose and switching off the lights, but it was already a mess. Fortunately, the fire itself wasn't that big, so it didn't hurt the building. ”

In the face of the Middle Ages looking at the wall, there was a hallucination.

“The summer vacation concluded with us cleaning and painting around the auditorium. The teachers didn't complain because they knew it was an accident fire. Well, there are a lot of teachers who look bad. ”

The fact that the teachers know it's an accident fire means it's not the same.

The cause of the topic is the fight of two grades.

Junghyuk speaks.

“We don't know what caused the fire. Neither the second grade nor the third grade opened their mouths. You weren't accusing me. If it was a conversation between students and not accidents, the sentence would have changed. Since then, third-graders have not participated in club activities, and second-graders have only worked on stage and props. After all, we, who were freshmen, played two plays, and the result was two entries. Most of the children who were motivated, whether they didn't like the faint air at the time, escaped. So we're the only ones left. ”

Junghyeok looks back at the second graders next to him. Everyone is making a sad face. It was a reflex to sit down after finishing speaking.

“Did you guys hear that? ”

He smiled and said.

Everyone gave a straight answer. Anyway, it wasn't a very pleasant story.

“Did you hear how pathetic their seniors were? ”

A smile flickers.

Everyone's expression stiffens with the tone of the fly line. Especially the second graders are worse.

“You.”

“Yes!”

The nominated colony responded loudly.

“Can I play a play if I have an actor? ”

“No!”

This time I see Tae Joon.

“If I get the props right, can I do the play? ”

“I can't. ”

Soyeon next.

“What if I have a good script? ”

“I don't think so. ”

Then Yurim.

“What if a wonderful teacher like me teaches? ”

“I don't think so, maybe. ”

Look away, dew.

“If the costume is beautiful, can we raise the pole? ”

“Absolutely not. ”

A smile nods in response.

“Everyone will know the answer. You know better than anyone. Head, answer me. What is the most important thing for a proper play with a stage? ”

A smile looks straight at me and asks.

The floor answered without hesitation.

“That's everything. ”

“That's right. All of it! ”

A smile stood up in place.

“Drama is a comprehensive art. An actor to express the drama, a script that tells the actors the way to go, and a writer that makes the script. Stage lighting, acoustics that enhance polar tension, stage backgrounds and props that hold reality. And the director and the audience to tune in. It's all important. We can't leave anything out. Don't fall for it. And what you're doing is a youth play. Every single person, not with the help of a great stage device, is a really important youth play. But you fight?”

The smile slightly sticks out the lower lip, and then the wind blows. Her front hair blows in the breeze.

You must be really upset.

Deep wrinkles are caught in the forehead.

“I would have insulted them if they were in front of me. What are they doing to hurt Chungcheon's name? How did you do that? Our memories are melting away! ”

It was a smile that kicked the chair with its feet.

The floor flinches. She bites her teeth as if her fury had subsided. I knew it was a bloodbath, but I didn't expect it to be this bad.

At the same time.

I could also see how much she loved Chungcheon.

I was angry because it was precious.

That heart, I fully understand.

“When the teacher asked for an instructor, I honestly tried to refuse. You know, I was thinking, what kind of theater department needs my help with? But I didn't, damn it. That's what happens when people who don't like theater flirt and waste their time. Oh, that sucks. ”

It was then that a woman stood up from the second grade.

And the floor goes, "Oh, my God. ’I said.

Yun, who had a long expression, was looking for a smile.

“Everyone tried! ”

“Hey.”

“Yoon Jeong.”

Danmi and her personality stopped, but she didn't even listen to Yun Jing.

“It was just a little accident. The seniors took the time to try really hard.... ”

“So this is what it looks like? ”

A smile spills a smile.

“You still think we did it together for half a year? ”

“No! It's not like that. I can tell because I saw it next to me. There was definitely a fight, something bad happened, but I didn't take the play lightly. ”

“Really?"

“Yes!”

“So you were crazy about the play at the time? ”

“Of course!”

“Then why are you here? ”

“…… Yes? ”

“How did I get here? What about your time? What about the props you've been working on? They were all broken. In the hands of my classmates. But you stayed put, didn't you? ”

In one word, Yoon Jung frowned backwards.

“Dramatic madness means you can't see anything but drama. It's a higher level than drinking. Crazy, that's all I see. Anything else? I don't see it at all. If only you were mad at that moment, at that play! ”

After a loud shout, he paused.

And he chirps and licks his tongue like he's annoyed.

“You should have left when you guys were freaking out instead of focusing on the drama. You should have. You should have flipped over. If we did, we'd have fewer people, but we wouldn't have had to file a no-show just before the regional preliminary. ”

A smile that will raise his head with the wind again. And he said, "Hey, what's with all the excitement with the kids?” I said to myself.

“Sit down.”

“…… Yes. ”

“And I wish I had the courage to... no. Why do you keep saying things like that? Right?"

Even.

A smile that breathes the atmosphere with a peculiarity.

“I'll nail you again. The goal is to take part in the National Youth Theatre Festival and raise the theater in the free theater of the art hall. Do you understand?”

“…… Yes. ”

“Look at these guys. Duck, quack, quack, quack. ”

“No!”

“Good! Now that you've rested, stand up! It's time to roll again. ”

That day.

The floor barely entered the house with a rattling bridge.

My mom asked me what was going on, but I didn't even have the energy to answer, so I went straight to bed after washing.

And when I opened my eyes.

“Ha.”

It was 7: 00 a.m. Monday.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.