Life, Once Again!

After finishing the shower, I returned to the living room to use the stock solution for cold water. You open the closed veranda window and step outside.

“Quiet.”

From the far apartment complexes to the houses, the fluorescent lights turn off at 11: 40 p.m., when everyone was early to fall asleep, but surprisingly, no streetlights, signs, or headlights were seen. You turn your head slightly, and you see a brighter street. I watched between the strangely well-bounded blocks and the blocks. The auditorium, the stage, and the floor reminded me of a familiar space with a rock screen. Soon, one by one, the flames started to light up in the dim streets. Looks like there was a power outage in a narrow area. You sweep the drop of water from the cup away from the veranda and turn around.

That's it. I sat on the couch and played the video. The video content has not changed for some time. If this is different, the footage that was shot with a space around this week is now taken three days in a row, sometimes two days in a row. Conversations, practices, and classes by Hae-won and Joo-min.

- You need to show yourself more.

The floor lowers the glass. It was a different attitude from now. It even sounded a little angry.

- Expose what?

I was mistaken when I saw you being projected into the character. You have no secrets, so your true self is reflected in your character.

- There's nothing to hide.

Hae said.

- I've been thinking, is it possible that no matter how bright a person's temper is, their tendency to protrude from smoke to smoke? It's natural that features, habits, and things like that should be reflected. And, of course, so does temperament. But every time, when you put on another emotional stunt, isn't that intentional rather than unconscious?

- Does that mean I blew the smoke on purpose?

I have now empowered my eyes. It was quiet in the practice room, just the two of us. Jun-min opens his mouth when the sound of the camera motors spinning is all about the noise.

- You certainly have more skills. Every role seems awkward with a distinctive laugh, but it's a flawless act if you just take it away.

- Do you know what you're talking about?

- If I'm wrong, I'll apologize on my knees. But you're not the kind of person I see making mistakes like this. When I first saw you at the street show, I was sure. A jewel. A jewel no one has ever seen. The actor who made me fall in love with you all of a sudden plays a bad role on stage? At first, I thought acting was wrong. That's why I tried to fix it. But as time went by, I found out. It was useless to fix it. Because there was nothing to fix from the start.

Joon-min who was expressing his words did not waver. It wasn't stubborn. I was sure. The floor was amazed by the belief. What did Joon-min Lee see in those days? He could have confirmed that.

‘Well, anyone who's thrown 300 million at a high school student with nothing has an unusual angle. ’

They may have the ability to see what is invisible to ordinary people. Whether it was a logical intuition or a spiritual one, there would have been reason to be sure for the subordinates.

I was curious about the response to the flooring. Getting expectations from people is not a good thing. Some expectations increase desire and boost self-esteem. You can do it, one or two people who can be encouraged by simple cheers and take the edge off. Excessive expectations, however, can eat away at a person's mind. When one doubts the expectations, one who is expected may fall into a state of self-pity. You may hate yourself for not meeting your expectations, but eventually you may hate the person you expect. Expectations are like fertilizer. Giving moderately causes plants to grow, but excessively damages the soil. Plants that have shrunk from their roots die.

- You always look straight at me. My body is not made of glass, but my brother can see inside me very well. That's upsetting. And you know it. You never change.

Haeja opened her mouth after a round of money on the stage.

There's another me in me. Another me obsessed with acting. You can play better with his power. Just like the day you... first saw me.

There was a space between the horses. Though it seemed like a silence suggesting a story, the floor focused more on the confession it made. Another me in me.

‘It's the same as me. ’

The floor raised the volume a little.

- Frank, tell me the truth. You fell in love with me at first sight, didn't you?

- I was looking for you with such personal emotions…….

You really think so?

Joon-min looks at the camera with an embarrassing face. It seems to remind you that you are being filmed.

- Where did you see me and find out I'm gonna be a star?

- You'll see.

- How's that?

- It's hard to explain. But I can tell. I can see what he's capable of, where he can go, and so on.

It's like magic in a story.

- Maybe so.

- Ha, good. I'll give it a shot.

Haeja closed her eyes.

At first, it was hard just to feel the presence of this child inside. But as I got used to it, I was able to move in with him. If I keep my eyes closed like this, I can feel my open consciousness going out underneath my feet. Beneath it is a very dark membrane, and beyond that is my stage. There's the child on that stage. Usually it's quiet. You can borrow this child's power from him, but that won't satisfy him. So we have to wake him up. We talk, we share consciousness, we play together.

He jumps off the stage in the middle of the stage in a firefight. She folds her knees and sits on the floor. The fixed lights seem to be turning bright only around her for some reason.

I took away the pathetic smile that I was giving. Her gaze is distant, but her body clings to it. The floor narrows its eyes. Changed. I could tell right away. It was always bright for me onstage. The pink energy surrounding her was like an impenetrable paint, but this moment melted away as if it had reached Syner. Conversation with me on the inside. That would be the identity of Shiner.

The man changes. The woman smiles lightly, asking you to forget everything. The clear eyes would walk in if they were looking like a cloudy moon hanging from the foothills. Her shoulders showed extremes of curves that only women can show off, and her legs were provocative while hiding the hidden secrets between them. It seemed more like a parasite than a poor shantytown woman who surrendered herself to the Red Lantern.

In that state, I recited the lines. The words that came out of the round lips also ran around the stage in a round shape. I swallowed a dry saliva I didn't even know I was speaking in a sweet voice that was touching my ears. It was a faint voice that easily touched the lust that was hidden deep.

I raised my hand. Like a butterfly with one wing torn, the parasite who painted him looks far away and calls out his name, but his body cannot budge. Ruthless, but unyielding, but unyielding. I went back and forth to draw the usefulness of the parasite and the simple love, and I sighed for a long time and came back to fix it.

The floor clapped a little. This was an act that shouldn't be seen for free. It is only applause that can be sent, and it is also sad that it cannot reach the woman on the screen. What about Joon-min who saw this smoke in front of her nose. Maybe he was overwhelmed.

- As always, you're still, and always perfect.

It was Joon-min's word.

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“What do you think?”

I asked him to pretend to be anxious. Jun-min's request was simple. It was to show yourself more. Show me something without hiding it. I threw off my shyness and poured out all the desire that was boiling inside. Only the clothes in the theater where the air conditioning is running are wet.

“You looked like someone else, Sis. ”

Joohyun said first. She is also a thankful sister who is helping me practice today. I moved my gaze to the side. In fact, his answer is more important.

“It's not perfect, but the frame is broken. Okay, really. ”

Praise. After practice, I felt relieved of the legs that I gave when a compliment came out of Junmin's mouth that I had never heard before. I rushed to Jun-min with all my strength on my rocking knees.

Hey, I hugged the villager I was trying to avoid. The leg was completely pulled out of there.

“Sis, aren't you being bold? ”

It was Joohyun speaking calmly, but I can see his face in red. Joo-hyun left the theater to go to the bathroom for a while.

“Go, come on. ”

“I just wanted to do this. Why not? ”

“It's not like that. ”

“It's only been a few months. It's the first compliment I've heard in months. You don't look like you're gonna like it? ”

“Still. I'm watching the kid. ”

“Are you ashamed of me? ”

“It's not like that. ”

“Do you like me? ”

I wanted to see her embarrassed face, but she said in a very bold voice without any change in her expression.

“What would you do if you liked it? ”

I've been waiting for that. Lift your heels and wrap them around your lips. How awkward the hand that wrapped around my waist was. I grabbed my hand and dragged it myself.

“It can't be your first kiss, can it? ”

“Think what you want. ”

“I wish I had my first kiss, but I don't think so. ”

The man who came to the top. The man who ran away surprised because he would talk to me without saying a word. A man who taught me in a strange relationship between a teacher and a student. When did I start liking this guy?

“Do you want to get married?"

It was very natural.

“Good.”

Jun-min also said as if breathing. We looked at each other's faces and kissed briefly one more time.

“But are you sure? ”

“If only you. ”

“You know it's our belt buckle, right? ”

“I need an extra year on my belt. ”

“That's a lot of swearing, are you okay with that? ”

“I don't care. ”

“I don't care. Then we're really getting married. I'm not kidding. ”

“I don't usually like jokes. ”

I let go of the hand that was holding Jun-min's waist. It's a strange feeling to like this old man, but it's even more amazing that he feels like he wants to live with him. I thought it was great to see people who get married after a few months of romance around them, but it makes sense to me how they feel. This guy's enough. The unacceptable satisfaction filled my body and prevented me from entering with fear or worries. Only the happiest days to paint with this man filled my head.

“But you still need to make love, right? ”

“I hope so.”

“If I don't like it, can I return it? ”

“To be honest, I think it would be very sad to have it returned. ”

He was a person who smiled in embarrassment. I loved that look on his face. He wrapped his hands around his face and said.

“So am I. ”

At that moment, we had a lot of conversations about something other than words.

It was a moment of destiny, of obsession with that word.

“Hey, can I come in? ”

I heard Joohyun's voice. I grabbed Joon-min's hand and went out of the theater with a big smile.

“Joo-hyun, let's go eat something delicious. ”

“What was that? What was that? Are you two dating? ”

“I'll tell you about it while I'm eating. ”

I ran out with Joohyun running around. Outside the building, it was raining. It was raining in July. Joohyun opens his umbrella and goes forward.

“Share it. ”

I have an umbrella, but I didn't bring it out. Jun-min went under the umbrella and stuck to it.

“Oh, I have one thing to say. ”

“What?”

“Quit smoking. ”

“I don't know about that. ”

“Then I'll smoke too. ”

“Goodbye.”

“Take care of your health. An old man. ”

“It's sad to be indisputable. ”

I dared to cross my arms. The emotional sculpture that you two have been practicing secretly for months feels complete today.

“But you know what? My parents aren't here. ”

“It's okay. I don't have it either. ”

“We have to keep the wedding small. ”

“Of course.”

Joohyun, who complained to come quickly, crossed the traffic light first. The blue light flashes.

“Brother, run! ”

“It's raining.”

“This is youth. ”

I ran out in a dazzling blue glow. The footsteps were delightful. I laughed at the sound of the rain falling on the crown of my head. When everything seemed to be going well, Joohyun's face arrived on the other side first.

He was stiff-necked, throwing an umbrella with his eyes wide open, and reaching toward this side.

Why, someone pushed me hard behind me before I could even think. My body bounces off, and I land on my knees. The knee that was swept on the asphalt that had been coated with rain water was hurting.

You hear a heavy thud behind you. It sounded like I'd never heard it before. You turn your head back slowly, gazing at the blood flowing from your swollen knees. A frozen car with frozen dumplings on one side is stuck at the market. People scream. The screams were converging in one direction, and my gaze turned toward you.

Boss, I couldn't hear the rain falling on my head for a second. I couldn't even see the rain clouding my vision. There was only one thing that caught my eye.

“No.”

Watching the blood being washed down in the rain, I said so.

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I found a thousand dollar hot dog.

... absolutely delicious. I ate one and wrapped a few. The sausage inside is not cheap pink ham, but handmade ham. I gave my money to the owner to compete with confidence. It was rolled in sugar and sprinkled with catchup and mustard, and it was incredible.

This hot dog in a thousand won.

Hah... Street food is happiness itself.

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. Thanks to you, I rent a room.

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