Life, Once Again!

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The auditorium is on fire. The audience standing up one by one. The floor made the eyes slim.

‘I think there are quite a lot of students. ’

I understand there are a lot of family members for Christmas. He came out to hang out nearby and said he was doing a free play. What about the students? What are the chances of the young people who are out there going to the play?

“Now it's a famous painting, right? ”

“Huh."

“How good are you going to be? ”

“I hope you make a mistake. Right?"

“Wake up. They can't be wrong. ”

It was a conversation between two girls passing by. Not only those two, but most of the students were putting up their fame books. That gives me an idea. The student is the drama queen.

‘If it's great, it's great. ’

The school she goes to. Next door is a prestigious private book with dozens of SKY's, so he can't be named after his studies, but he is known for something else.

The Theatre Department. I've heard that the Department of Things is quite famous, but compared to the Theatre Department, it's quite pushy. They've set up a separate theater practice room in the annex for the theater department, so there's no need to explain.

‘We're getting kicked out. ’

It's a little sad compared to that.

Famous not only for their conversational performance, but also for their active communication with graduated senior actors. I can see famous actors just in time for the famous painting festival.

“Of course, the famous book will take one seat and you have to compete for the remaining one? ”

“Yes. Whew, when will my school pass the preliminaries? ”

“So.”

The acceptance of the memorandum seemed to be a fact among the students. I wonder how well he's doing. I look forward to it.

It's been about 10 minutes since the break started. The people who went out started coming back one by one. There are more students than before. There seems to be a place here as a theater group.

“One drink?”

A girl who was passing by talked to me. The floor looking at the clock raises its head.

“That's right.”

It was Eugene.

“Eugene, come quickly. ”

“Wait a minute.”

There were children calling Eugene down the stairs.

“Theatre department?”

“Huh."

Eugene turned around and told them to go first.

“Did you come to the top altar? ”

“No. Alone. ”

“Oh, it's hot. It's hot. Are you here to cheer on your girlfriend? ”

Eugene stands next to me. I tied my hair to my shoulders with a rope. Every time the hair tied together grazes your shoulders, it smells of lavender.

“If you say so. Are you here with the theater people? ”

“Yeah. I don't care about the other schools, but they're different. They said it'd be better to watch. Do you know if you want to learn something? ”

“That's why you came to Anyang, and that's great. Are the Northern Qualifications over? ”

“I finished it yesterday. We're on our own. ”

Eugene pulls his chin slightly and speaks.

“It's just you.”

“Of course. You've done well enough. It doesn't make sense for us to fall. ”

“If something doesn't make sense, it won't be fun... ”

I turned around to watch Eugene's eyes go up. After getting quite close, I often exchanged a lot of jokes. The same goes for the other two. Since there was a lot of time to talk together, it was natural to become intimate.

“Have you met him?”

“No. I think I do. Meet me when you're done. ”

“How can you think like that? ”

It was Eugene laughing.

“Shouldn't I go over there? ”

The floor points to the girls sitting around four columns. These are the theater crew members who came in alone with Eugene.

“It's okay. They're all friends. You can act separately. They're not here. ”

“The hard-working underlings. ”

“Actually, the main purpose is to play in Anyang! Observing a famous painting is collateral. ”

Oh, is that so? Eugene's outfit was definitely a high school girl who came out to play. It looks a little mature because of the makeup, but I wonder where Atka's face will go.

“What are you looking at? ”

“Good thing your makeup isn't weird. That's great.”

“... A compliment. I'm teasing. ”

“Depends what you hear. ”

The floor quickly dodges to the side, watching Eugene lift his elbow gracefully.

“I hear violent women are not attractive. ”

“I don't need any charm to show you. ”

I got hit once. It hurts. The floor rubs its forearms with its hands.

“Do the right thing, do the right thing. At first, I thought she was too quiet, but the more I knew, the more I felt like a paper towel. ”

“Tissue?”

“If it blows, it's light enough to fly. ”

The floor shrugs. I feel that I have changed since my conversation with the elderly. I lived my life as if I were looking at the landscape from a step away, and now I'm inside. He did not deny that it was forty-five, but also acknowledged his seventeen self. It was then that I became comfortable talking to my peers. Before, it was actually hard to talk to her.

“It's Christmas, by the way. ”

Eugene leaned against the wall and said.

“Merry Christmas. ”

Eugene said.

“You, too.”

Eugene reaches out his hand as he fights back. I glanced at the white hand for a moment.

“Gifts?”

“I'm not Santa. ”

“Sze me. You got a present for him then? ”

I smiled a little because my face seemed funny. The floor pulls out a box of perfumes and rings that you had in your arms.

“What?”

“Perfume. And coupling. ”

“Can I see? ”

“Why are you looking at me when I have my own owner? ”

“Women know women better. Are you sure you bought it for her? ”

I'm sorry, but we've been living together for 20 years. I can't say I know all about her. But at least the people who live in these times will know her better than they do.

“No? ”

The floor sighs at Eugene, inhaling his face, and slightly opens his mouth. A cute rabbit-shaped ornament is placed on the silver ring. Completely to her taste. A gift matching wedding ring also included a character like this.

“You're going to wear this? ”

Eugene covered his mouth with his fist and burst into laughter. Don't laugh like that. I didn't buy it because I like it.

“Still... it would look good on you. I like the feel.”

I feel a little relieved by the compliment. Is her taste the same as when she was an adult, by the way? Otherwise, it's a waste. No need to be mocked for being childish.

“Here we go. You want to see it here? ”

“Huh."

Eugene waves his hands to go where his friends are. A loud hurricane leaves. The floor folds its arms and leans against the wall. It's time to relax and watch her act.

* * *

She runs into the waiting room as if fleeing.

“It's our turn. Get ready. ”

“Yes, yes! ”

“Come on. Are you nervous?”

She runs away. I'm not nervous. I just saw what I didn't need to see.

‘Why are they……. ’

I left the waiting room for a while to get some air before the show started and looked at the floor. The floor behind the hall. There you are, running to say hello, but there's a woman next to you. It was just Eugene. I see it often. I could have gone there and pretended to know... But I couldn't.

Eugene laughed and made fun of the floor. Two close friends. It looked like a lover. I know that better than anyone, but I didn't have the courage to speak to them.

‘Why did you do that? Why.'

You can just say thank you for coming.

I was jealous.

At the same time, I'm a little depressed. Is the floor nice to all the other girls? I think it was Eugene and poisonous. Of course, I know I have to have a lot of conversations because of the main character, but even if I understand my head, I can't accept my heart.

It's childish. The idea of being really childish fills my head. And I hated myself for not being able to stand up in front of them.

‘But why are you two together? ’

“Here! Let's concentrate and have fun again today. ”

I quickly regained my senses to the commander. Now was not the time to care about anything else.

* * *

The floor touched the mouth. You have a smile on your face. It makes me feel better just watching. I watched her leave for a long time.

‘It's almost over. ’

The plays in the famous painting were impressive. I have followed Kanghwan to see many plays playing on the university road. And the famous play department was not at all pushed against them.

The play was over in a few minutes, just as the floor predicted. She appeared at the end of the curtain call. A play department that holds each other's hands and heads down towards the audience. The floor loosened its arms and clapped.

“Well done.”

It was Eugene who was approaching, grumbling.

“Play with your friends. Why do you keep coming here? ”

“Why? Do I care? ”

Eugene smiles like a fox. The floor pushed Eugene's forehead with its finger. Eugene strokes his forehead with a frown.

“What are you going to do? ”

“What?”

“Are you going to see him? ”

“I hope so.”

“Hehe.”

Witchy smile. I think I'll follow you. I quickly turned around and tried to leave the hall, but Eugene's arm was swift.

“You can't miss out on the good stuff. He's so ashamed of it, it'll be so much fun. ”

“That's terrible. ”

Eugene told all his friends to go first and then stayed next to him. The floor scraped its eyebrows and pondered for a moment. You want me to run and get rid of him? Eugene will be guarding this place since we have to come back anyway. There's no way out of this.

“I'll go hide. ”

“Ha.”

“Hehe.”

Suit yourself. The floor leaves the hall and heads towards the waiting room. You can see the prestige books clearing the stage set among the other busy school students. She was a freshman who was carrying a lot of stuff.

If I talk to you now, I'll have to wait because I can buy a gun for my classmates. The floor was surprised by pulling a drink from the vending machine.

“Me?”

“Take your money and eat it. ”

“Come on, I bought her dinner the other day. So you repay your boyfriend. ”

I have lost my words to a very reasonable demand. The floor sweeps through the vending machine once. I can see the ginseng drink that looks really bad. Okay, it's a win.

I took out a ginseng drink and gave it to Eugene, who was making a chewy face.

“I bought it. ”

“Ugh.”

It was Eugene who was groaning and drinking. My face is distorted. I had a little pleasure.

“Looks like we're done here. ”

They were famous students coming out of the waiting room.

“Clean up the makeup, clean up the mess. We're leaving in 30 minutes, so get on the bus. I took pictures with my parents. ”

In the words of the woman who looks like the director, the students are scattered. Bus. Turns out there's a bus outside the civic hall. It is clearly a famous painting and theater department after stuttering the memory.

“It's a famous painting. We even rented a bus. That's what our school needs to learn. ”

Eugene said next door. It is a famous painting that is scattered near the civic hall in pairs with parents who were gathered in front of the waiting room. It seems that parents are also fully supportive. A famous painting that leaves her seat and remains alone among the children.

I look around. I can't see her mother. The floor approaches her as she takes a breath leaning against the wall alone.

“You did good.”

“…… Ah. ”

She looks this way and smiles puzzledly. Flooring knows that smile well. She laughs like that when she doesn't like something. She's usually a good judge, but when that's not possible, she avoids it that way.

I don't feel good.

“Hey, thanks for coming. ”

She's not herself. I thought you'd be more lively.

“Is something wrong? ”

I asked immediately because it was not my taste to surround myself. She avoids looking. Something's up. I'm sure. It was time to approach and ask what was going on. As she turns around, you take a quick step away.

Watching her back disappearing, she scratches her head and follows behind. I can feel Eugene following me.

I can see her wandering out the door of the civil hall.

“What are you doing?”

“No, well, it's just... it's nothing. ”

He says that and tries to run away again. The floor doesn't want to keep playing tricks, so it grabs her wrist.

“Why are you running away like you do? ”

“Someone's running away. ”

The word "escape" is still a sensitive response. She opened her axe's eyes, but it became dull again. I asked him, although his expression was colorful and cute, I couldn't keep my eyes on him.

“What's the matter? ”

“ ……. ”

“I'm sorry, but I can't read people's minds. ”

Well, half right. You can look inside. I can see what they think of me. But I never want to use it on someone close to me I feel like a fraud.

“Because I'm pathetic. ”

She clenched her lower lip.

“What a pity. ”

“Stuff! ”

Scream. She's a mess today. I guess the smoke didn't collapse on the stage.

“Did I do something wrong? ”

“Nothing! No, there is! ”

“Can I ask what it is? ”

“Well, that's ……. ”

Looks like you're stuck. Suddenly, she wrinkles her head. The problem... is that you're crying. It reminds me of one eternal truth. Women's tears are really tricky.

“You! You haven't even started the play yet! ”

“…… Can't we do it well? ”

“No! That's not it! ”

“Then what's the problem? ”

“It's just me. I'm pathetic, I'm stupid, I'm pathetic. ”

Tears fall down. I think I've had a few fights since we've been together. Every time she cried, she was angry. And he found most of the problems in himself. She is a woman who doesn't blame others even when her reason flies away.

“You're no problem, you're not pathetic, you're not lame. ”

“ ……. ”

He shrouded my shoulders. I feel a tremor. She is a sensible woman, but she never seems to cry.

I waited for him to calm down. She's wise, so she'll be quick to clean up. And it will give you a more honest answer.

“I saw it.”

She's sniffing her nose.

“What?”

“… with Eugene. ”

“Why is that? ”

“I know. It's nothing. But I just...... care. I know it's not, but if you just look at it, you two will get along.... ”

Young. Now I realize that the twenty-five are quite different from the twenty-five she is. Compared to 45 of her, she is a distinct figure. What can I do to comfort her young and delicate? As a horse, I'm not very talented, so I'm going to do what I can.

“I'm worried about everything. ”

Hold on to that, too.

“ ……! ”

The woman in her arms shifts briefly, but she calms down. I patted my back just like when I patted my daughter who cried.

“Now that I've told you the truth, let me tell you something. ”

“Well, what is it? ”

“I'm marrying you. ”

“…… what? ”

“I confess in advance. ”

Then she slaps her chest with both hands and slips away.

“You're crazy! Oh, that sounds like marriage! ”

“Can't you do it? ”

I guess that makes it difficult for me to answer. Her lips are well welled.

“Oh, are you jealous? ”

“No!”

“Not really.”

“…… Mr. ”

I think I'll cry again if I take some more pills. Let's stop. The floor approaches and grabs her hand. And I hit him in the eye. I can feel her body stiffening. The noisy civic hall was quiet for a moment. I feel like there's no one there. The floor lowers its head slowly. I can see her eyes wide open.

“When it's like this, it closes. ”

* * *

“…… Wow. ”

Eugene stared at them dazed. I followed you because it would be fun, but it's not fun and my stomach hurts.

“My daughter is bold. ”

You hear a voice behind you. Eugene was furious and turned around. There is a woman who is smiling.

“Kids are fast these days. Right?"

“Yes? ”

I can't figure it out. I think you just said ex-daughter. No way...

“Here we go. The intruder must disappear. ”

Eugene nods. I'd better fall down if I don't stay and get caught.

“But you know what? ”

“Yes?”

“It's a little awkward. ”

Is it because I feel a little scared of a smiley face? Eugene thought he should quickly go where his friends are.

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No Triangle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love is straight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's a stone's throw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hooray!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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My eyes hurt.

I'm watching the monitor, and I'm getting really excited.

I hope you feel better tomorrow.

Thanks for all your referrals and coupons. I eat and live thanks to those who care.

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