Life, Once Again!

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It was an hour. Four months I prepared for that hour. There's not much left in the brain. Surprisingly, while I was downstairs clearing out my props, excitement and joy were scattered like lies. All that's left is the feeling that the play is over.

“Lay it on the side. Because it falls off when it doesn't. ”

I nodded at the worker's words. The thick plank is laid to the side. A pile of props on top of it. I took my hat off the stage and put it on one side.

“That's a shame. ”

After the excitement that the stage was over subsided, I came back to see if it was a pity that I would do better. You hear the murmur of the dojo and turn the floor upside down. I sent out everything I had prepared. Nevertheless, what remains is the shameless greed that I wanted to replicate more than what I had prepared.

“Well done, though. ”

“... Yes. ”

A swarm that shrugs and moves again. I feel like I have a lot of props. Especially the usual. I hope you got one of those. Assembling the seams without hammering, it never looks cheap. How much did that smile cost?

“Don't be idle. First-graders are already busy. ”

A smile approached me one day, pushing my back. I almost fell on the floor with some pretty strong power.

“If I fall and get hurt, will I be harmed? ”

“Don't worry about it. ”

Smile reached out a can. A cold fruity beverage.I thought I'd lost my sight for a moment, but I bought it at a convenience store nearby. It was winter, but now I was happy to have a cold drink.

“What do you think?”

“What?”

“You've done your first stage right. ”

“Well, not exactly the first stage. ”

“The first stage. The first stage I did while wearing this. ”

Smile nods at his head. The floor laughed.

“If anyone hears this, I think he's a mindless person. ”

“Wasn't it?”

The smile told him to move his things quickly and passed by. It was when the floor loaded the truck with makeup tools on the floor.

“You were good at acting, weren't you? ”

The voice smiles. You see your back this way, leaving a faint note as you walk forward. The floor nods slightly. Surprisingly, he stretched his thumb over his shoulder as if he had seen the movement.

“Are you roughly loaded? ”

“Yes.”

“Then it's time. ”

I covered the truck compartment with sheets and tied it to a rope to help a worker who said it was okay. The truck departs. I watch from behind until it disappears, just in case it runs out.

“Gone?"

He appeared with a chair in both hands. I see an empty parking lot with nothing in my eyes.

“Yeah, but it's still there. ”

“Must have slipped out of the waiting room. I went to take out the trash, but I saw it. ”

“If it was a gas stopper, we'd be upside down. ”

“Gas stopper?”

“Yes, something like that. I'm gonna have to take this anyway. We got your car. Let's load it up. ”

You pick up your chair and head to the side where the units are gathering. Everyone was sighing while drinking a drink.

“What is that? ”

“An unwritten letter. ”

“What?"

After a curious smile, I opened the back door of the car. Clothes are spread out. I see a dress or something. It's probably a stage costume.

“Can I put this aside? ”

"Make sure you've got a big smile." ”I said. You see a white envelope tucked into the door pocket as you push away your clothes and place the chair. It looked like an envelope, but the letter 'script’ caught my attention. His name was' statute of limitation ’.

“Are you in the next piece? ”

Since the main business is an actor, it is natural to have a script. I folded the costume gently into the rear seat and pushed the chair in.

“Make sure you haven't missed anything. Check your costumes. ”

I've confirmed there's nothing wrong.

“Then let's go back. ”

The smile will take the car and the rest will take the bus back. It's not a formal outfit, so getting on the bus doesn't matter.

However.

“Can we get out of our makeup? ”

Yoorim and Tae-jun stretched their hands side-by-side. As an old role, if other children were to be well illuminated by lighting, they were both meticulously dressed, from wrinkles to dark mushrooms.

“I'll go first, then. He's probably unloading some stuff. ”

The worker has been sent, so the officer has to go first. The smile disappeared in the car.

“We'll wash up and be right there. Go ahead.”

“Yes."

Everyone didn't have to wait together, so I decided to leave the two behind and go. You finished it first. When I think about going back, I realize that the third day of the line is over.

“Hey, hey, hey. ”

It was time to walk to the stop in front of the civic hall. You hear an active voice from behind you. I turn my head and see a surprising face.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“Coincidentally.”

It's Eugene. She's smiling, smiling, if anything feels good. I have good eyes, but surprisingly a good smile. I can feel them turning away from me. The floor gestures to go first, but the Gekko kids come closer.

Especially the one with the sparkle in his eyes.

“Eugene.”

“Huh?"

“How is she? ”

You point to a surge that leans toward you, a little distance away. Eugene pretends to be worrying and then runs away.

“That kid on the street is no fun. ”

“Hey! Lim Jin! Come here."

“What's wrong with him? ”

I'm a little sorry about Eugene, but let's get this mess over with. Eugene is a girl with a spicy side, and he is full of pranks, so it will go well with him.

“Maruya! Are you going to be late? ”

Yun Jeong waves his hands over his head as if asking for recognition. It seems to be transmitting its unique energy through the air.

“Motive?”

“No, Sunbae. ”

“I'm surprised. I thought you were a tough cookie. ”

“That's just the way he is. I'm getting tired of the energy rush. ”

“Ah, I know that feeling. ”

There seemed to be a similar senior in Eugene's school.

“Go ahead. I'll be right behind you. ”

“Yes, have a great date! Don't be late!”

It was Yoon Jeong who turned around winking. Other kids look this way and turn around. You see the hollow waves and the crowd dragging you away.

“Then why isn't he coming? ”

“Who?”

Eugene turned around saying, "Wait a minute." Then he stretched his finger beyond the shoulder of the floor.

“There he is. ”

The floor looks back. There's a girl running from the direction of the deputies. It's her. She's squeezing her fur cap. I've seen her a lot. It was a gift from Myeong-dong at that time.

“Good. Your girlfriend's here? ”

It was Eugene who stabbed me in the side and laughed. The floor smiled. Then it was Eugene who was disappointed. He wants you to be embarrassed.

“What? It's not funny. ”

“Don't tease him too much. Surprisingly well vomited. ”

“What? Do you have any proof that I was making fun of her? ”

“I can tell by the look on your face. ”

“…… then I have nothing to say. ”

You make a jaw as if you were going to go. The floor slowly walks towards her. I see a surge and a colony of eyes growing behind her running this way. Ah, I'm getting tired already. I don't know what else to say. Dodging tingles your lips. Jealous child, roughly.

“What can I do for you?”

I asked her who stopped in front of me, vomiting her white breath.

“Why? Can't you come? ”

Give something straight up. A hand warmer. A kind of heat that burns when shaken.

“Aren't you cold?”

“Not really.”

However, the Hand Warmer thanked me. Warmth spreads in the palm of my hand.

“Did you see the play? ”

“Huh."

“Shame on you.”

I was really embarrassed. I don't mind anyone else seeing it, but I'm pretty excited to think she was watching. I wonder where I saw it from. I think I saw it. How did I see it?

“Well done.”

She's the one who said it. But she seemed a little preoccupied. What could it be?

“But……. ”

She opens her mouth again before she even finishes speaking.

“It's 11: 00 on Sunday after our play. ”

“I know. ”

“Come and take a look. Awesome. I'll... I'll be really good at it. ”

Her eyes are slightly lowered in disdain for some reason. Is it because of me? She grabs Eugene's hand and falls to the other side.

“Go quickly. Everyone else is coming. ”

“... Yes. ”

I put the Hand Warmer in my pocket and followed behind the moving theater. I took a few steps and looked back, and she and Eugene were heading side-by-side towards the civil hall.

It's hard to explain, but I don't feel bad about it. Isn't that enough?

The floor quickly took out the phone as it saw the flutter walking in distance. And I texted him.

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[Thanks for coming to see me.]

It was a text from the floor.

“What? One drink? Right?"

“Huh."

“What did you send him? ”

“Thank you.”

I showed Eugene the text and put the phone in the bag.

“I'll give you a kiss. ”

“What?”

“Tell me the truth. How far along are you? ”

“You really. ”

“This reaction…… Foot. You're still holding hands? ”

When she made an impression, Eugene said it was a joke.

“Then why did you behave so coldly? ”

“Me?”

She tilts her head. Is it cold? I don't think it's that big of a deal.

“You just hung up on me and said what you wanted. ”

“Oh, that. ”

She turns her head and looks away at the floor. I was just going to say congratulations when I met him, but when I saw his face, I remembered the stage of the floor. The stage that caught the eye of the audience. When I thought about it, I suddenly came. I like it, but acting is a separate issue. It was the first time I had stared blankly at a stage of my own age. It was the pleasure of seeing a new type of stage, but I was a little jealous that I had achieved something I didn't yet have.

If you had nothing to do with the floor, you would have just thought it was great. In fact, all I think about when I think of that tall kid is that I'm just good at it.

Emotionally intimate gives rise to subtle pride. The horse wanted to win, but that's not why.

To be more honest…….

“I feel like I'm falling. ”

“Away? What? ”

“... No. Nothing.”

Boy who likes acting. It must be fun to be on the same stage as him. But if there's a difference, can we say that we're on the same stage?

“Hey, where are you going! ”

As I took a quick walk, Eugene followed me and shouted.

She said, empowering her eyes.

“Practice.”

“What?"

“I think we should practice. ”

“Suddenly why. ”

“I want to be in the same place. ”

“Same place? ”

Eugene smiled as if he knew.

“Yuck, cute. ”

Come close and pinch the ball. She whoops and drops Eugene, but chases after him persistently.

“You're obsessed with the floor, aren't you? ”

“No!”

“Not really.”

Eugene crosses his arms and leads him toward the civic hall.

“Where are you going?”

“Dear Mom, do you have a moment? ”

“Practice……. ”

“Experience is practice. I'm going on a date with my mom, and you're coming with me. ”

“What?"

“Don't strain yourself. My mother...... looks just like me. No, more than me. He's gonna love it when he sees you. ”

“Now, wait a minute. ”

I tried desperately to resist, but Eugene's power was no joke. She was eventually taken to the civic hall.

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My arms are numb.

Kitchen. Kitchen.

Press to turn on the electricity.

Sleep also needs to sleep well.

Thank you again for your hard work today.

Sleep well for the weekend.

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