Life, Once Again!

When I opened my eyes, I unconsciously touched my head. My hands were clean as expected. Unorganized desks and stretched clothing. Jun-min got up on the floor of the room. A cramped kitchen with a foul smell and friends sleeping there.

“Wasn't it a dream? ”

I looked at the crappy calendar. 1988. The vivid letters were engraved on my eyes. I passed by my sleeping friends and went to the bathroom. You check your face with the broken mirror on one corner. It was definitely a year ago that I took a glance without getting hurt. The deafening sounds, the shocks that followed, the open bodies, and those who stared with frightening eyes. Then, I looked over here in the rain, screaming, and it came to me in turn.

“I really came back. ”

It was amazing. If you didn't dream it, you really came back from the dead.

“As she said. ”

The woman I saw on the line between the afterlife and the afterlife. I was really brought back to life as she said, with an inexplicable beauty.

“Animals have souls, too. ”

When I was 20 years old, I used to take my three stray dogs and raise them. An ugly dog with wrinkles all over its face. She said she gave them another chance because she saw the thorns that cared for them carefully. How can you be reborn as such a trivial act of kindness? It was unbelievable, but it came back to life.

I came out of the bathroom in an uncontrollable joy and woke up my friends. My friends who are trying to eat it as a role model are in a frenzy, asking me what's wrong.

“Be good to your dogs from now on. ”

“Dog? What dog? ”

“You don't know the dog? Dog. Dog barking. ”

“Why do you hate dogs? ”

“What are you talking about? I hate dogs. No one likes dogs more than me. ”

“This human drank and his bribe ran out of alcohol. Hey, man. I know you hate dogs, and everybody else knows it, but what are you talking about? If you're not sober, go back to sleep. The captain says he's got him in a trapdoor tomorrow. I think I'm going to rot for a migration to the province. I've got RBS, KBS, YBS, all three of them. This solves the problem of eating and living for a while. ”

A friend in the corner opened his mouth.

"Hey, but how long do you think we can do this? The day after tomorrow, we'll be 40."

"What is it? Stabbing the station. Let's get some sleep."

They laughed and fell asleep. Joon-min couldn't understand. I hate dogs. He came back to life because he saved his dog. It was when I was thinking that. I began to see the light colors of my fallen friends' bodies. The ear is covered in cloudy color, as if painted with pastel. I thought I saw it wrong, but I rubbed my eyes again, but the cloudy color still remained. Some of them were red, some were blue. The man lying in front of the refrigerator is gray and yellow next to him.

I looked at the color for a while, and suddenly I realized. The colors were different depending on the performance of my friends who were usually feeling. The friend who had difficulty singing a line of dialogue was black, but even better, the friend who couldn't die of metabolic smoke was gray. I saw red, blue, and yellow for those who acted well. Joon-min went back to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Unfortunately, the ears on the mirror were not of any color.

“I'm going out. ”

“Get some ramen on the way. We're out.”

I suddenly remembered something when I tried to run out to the dreary cotton shorts. I opened the wardrobe and took out the suit. I changed into one old suit and wore shoes.

“What? Why are you suddenly changing? ”

“There is such a thing. ”

I even wore a tie and went out into the street. I took the bus straight to the university. Everything was as it had been imagined. Jun-min went straight to the street where the theater was crowded. You can see the Jesuit Theatre Building coming and going. I disconnected my ticket and went inside. It was 10 minutes before the show. You stick your butt to the chair. There was something I had to check before enjoying the feeling of being revived. Immediately after people came in and there was a message from the members of the theater, the play began. The light was dim and the actor stood on the stage in front of him. One, two. Good to see you all. Soon, I stood up. It was good, but something absurd was also the same. You've really come back to life. Joy pours in.

At the same time, Jun-min could be found. A beautiful light that sensitizes my ears. Like the friends I've seen at home, like the other actors onstage, they are not solid, but complex colors. sometimes yellow, sometimes blue. The rainbow felt like it was hanging in her ear.

I laughed.

It can be restarted.

This time, I will make her into an actor that everyone loves, who looks up to her.

After the performance, Joon-min approached Hae. I was not as ashamed as I was in my previous life. I graciously rushed him out.

“Don't you want to play it right? ”

* * *

“He died around 20: 28. ”

It was a horse in my ear. I was neither angry nor could I deny it. It didn't make me cry. Crying was unfortunate.

“Because of you! ”

He's a friend of Jun-min's. The woman in the gown screams. The doctor's name tag on her wriggles away from the white robe. Neurosurgeon lecture, I think that's her name.

I gave her a name tag. Her hand gestures flew into the air, and my cheeks became dull with pain.

“Because of you! ”

She was repeating the same thing. My stomach twists. I don't have anything to eat, but I feel like I need to let it go. I ran into the bathroom and grabbed the toilet. It was the stomach fluids that came out of the futility of the intestines.

Why am I still alive? Why did he die? Even though the sensation of the kiss that I shared just hours ago remained, he went to a place where he could no longer see.

I left the bathroom and walked down the hall. People looked at me strangely, but it didn't matter. The moment I left the hospital, a severe headache hit my head. The scenery seems familiar.

When I woke up, I was on the bridge. I can't remember how I walked. However, as soon as I saw the river under the black flowing bridge, a sigh of relief came out. If it were a house when I woke up, it would have been worse. It was obvious that he hated it when he went to his house to live alone.

I didn't have to worry long enough to grab the handrail. As I had done, my body was naturally heading towards the river. Now, just keep your arms tight and stand over the ledge, and this will all be over.

One step away from putting it all down.

“Don't want to start again? ”

The gaze slowly shifts to the left along the ledge. A woman stands about five meters away. She looked familiar but felt like she had never seen her before.

“Restart? ”

“Yes. Again. ”

“What?”

“Are you sure you don't know? ”

“I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to talk right now. I'm just trying to squeeze my energy into this. ”

“Does jumping make a difference? ”

It was the words of a woman who scratched my nerves. I laid my hands on the ledge and looked at the woman.

“What are you talking about? ”

“Lee Jun-min.”

His name came out of a strange woman's mouth. I looked around as if I had sinned. Are you a relative? Are you here to gloat? Comfort?

My knees were shaking. I felt like the ground that I was walking on just by facing someone who knew Joon Minh went down there.

“What would you do if you could live your life again? ”

“Bring life back to life? ”

“Yes.”

“That can't be happening. ”

“There are often things that can't be done in the world. really, really crazy stuff. ”

“Don't think I'll do anything you tell me I'm about to kill myself. ”

“I know that. I know too well. ”

“What do you know? ”

“As far as' you 'knows. ”

“As far as' my 'knows? ”

The woman raises her head. There was nothing in the sky, but the woman opened her lips as if talking to something.

“It's time. You have a choice to make. All you have to do is answer yes or no. It's easy, isn't it? ”

“A simple yes would change the situation? ”

“Yes, it changes. It changes somehow.”

I made a fool of myself.

“I don't need that. Even if I get my life back, it doesn't mean anything.... ”

“Re-living means turning the clock back into the past. ”

“Clock into the past? ”

“Do you understand what this means? ”

“…… Does that mean he'll live, too? ”

The woman nods silently. At that moment, she was smiling. It was a somewhat pathetic smile.

“Just say 'yes’ and you'll give me my time back? ”

“Yes."

“Bring the dead back to life? ”

“Yes.”

“Ridiculously good story. What does that leave you with? ”

“Let's just say it's fun. I don't know the details. But it's clear that the moment you say yes here, time will go back and start all over again. ”

It was a silly thing to say. In 1989, when this cutting-edge science was in full swing, who would believe such a strange thing? But unlike what I thought, my heart was already deciding the answer.

“I will. What can I do? ”

“All you have to do is simply say yes. ”

“Yes, I will. ”

“Wait, I need to explain a few things to you first. First of all... ”

The woman who paused for a moment looked at me.

“But do you really want to live again? ”

“You said you know as much as I do, right? What would you do?”

“If I were you, I'd choose to live again. ”

“So am I. ”

“Of course. You have to. Okay, let me explain. The moment you say yes, the clock will go back a year. Of course, Lee Jun-min will live. Everything goes back to the way it was. With no accident, no need for anyone to grieve. It only takes a couple of sanctions for you. ”

“Sanctions?”

“Yes.”

The woman smiled and said.

“You'll lose your memory first. ”

* * *

I opened my eyes to TV noise. The floor yawned loudly, scratching its head. What time is it?

Beyond veranda, the sky was bright. 6: 23. He looks stunned while watching the video. It's Sunday, but no filming today. It's been a long time since I've rested.

"I ate a lot."

He looked at the bag of confectionery, the only traces left by Seok and Daegu. I packed it in a garbage bag and it looks like it's going to explode. I pressed it into a 10-liter garbage bag and put it in front of my house. Whether he was going to church or on his way, an old lady with the Bible passed by. God, the floor nodded, smiling at the grandmother's eyes. The grandmother glanced at him as if she had seen a strange man, and then disappeared.

I went back home and tidied up the video tape. Anyway, I put one clue. Talking to the self inside. That would be a step up for you.

'But is this another kind of mental illness?'

I'm kind of glad to find a comrade in the same situation, but no matter how much I think about having another me in me, I'm out of the normal category. Previously, when I had my psychiatric consultation, I was told there was nothing wrong, but inside, I am an abnormal person.

"Please, I wish I'd met you."

There is no way to meet the dead, although there is still regret. No, those guys up there might. The floor lit up and went to the kitchen. We should prepare breakfast first.

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That's 10 shots.

I know you're worried about me, but I can't ignore this story.

You know, I write what I want to say.

It's very important to get lots of views and lots of money, but I want to go because it's a story that has an end and a path to go. I know better than anyone that a floorboard makes money to smoke and get pissed off.

I know, but maybe it's more fun to tell this story.

I'm sorry I'm so bad at this.

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It would be great if we could turn back time, right?

All I can think about is the lottery because I'm in need.

Hahaha

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Thank you for your coupon. Thanks to you, I rent a room.

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