Life, Once Again!

Grace twitched his mouth. Watching the middle-aged actor reminded me of Chief Choi. It was Director Choi's habit to say that your sacrifice was natural. What Choi hated the most was the quarterly volunteer work, saying it was natural to commit to the company. A man who actively recommends others' commitment, but hates his commitment. Since all my hard work as a young man has become flesh and blood, once a year, it was one of the regular comments of Chief Choi.

The middle-aged actor on the screen almost threw away the remote control. When one of the bucketlists left, he spit in Chief Choi's face. It was also a goal shared by many employees other than myself.

Standing in an empty room, the footage has been on screen for a long time. There was a calm BGM. Grace laughed nonchalantly and looked at me dazed, sighing and smiling nonchalantly again, touching my phone. It was definitely a character who lived a better life, but there was some empathy. With my forehead tapped with a little blindfold, Barefoot called me.

- Dad, what do we do? I was mistaken for my day off. I don't think I can make it tomorrow. I'm sorry, please talk to your mother carefully. No, don't tell. I don't know, maybe I'm just in a bad mood. You put a fall in the neighborhood, right? Take your mom for a spin. It's also helpful to go around the neighborhood where you've lived. I'll send you two some money to eat something delicious, so don't worry about your dad, just grab your mom's hand and go see the fall foliage.

I hung up and touched the phone screen. It seemed to be sending money. Grace saw the broken triangle rice on the table. It must be hard for people who are not here or there or the main character.

- Hey, Bigfoot.

Ji-Won has entered the room.

What are you doing in the hospital?

- I just wanted to check in. But Chief Kang just said something weird to me. You're supposed to be working tomorrow, instead of Hyun-jin Choi.

- That's how it happened.

- Don't you have to go see your mother? You've been looking forward to this for weeks. I'm barely coming down.

- Yeah, I just got a call. I know you're in a good mood. Did you have a good meal, what you've been seeing lately, or is there anything else that hurts? I said a lot of things. It's been a long time.

- Is he not feeling well?

- It's getting shorter and shorter. It doesn't matter if he gets a doctor's license. I'm an intern.I need to earn some money and make my dad feel more comfortable.

Barefoot stood up at his desk with a slight smile on his face. I cleaned up the messy desk and started stacking up files and scraps of paper.

- Let's talk to the chief again. If we don't get down there this time, we're gonna have to stick to the hospital. I'll go down there one more time when she recognizes you.

- Okay, I'll see you next month.

- I'll try to convince him. If you explain it, it might change it.

You know who the chief is, right? He'll do whatever it takes to connect with the Prelate. Yeah, well, maybe if you went and asked, you could change it. But you know, the chief's personality is how he treats a kid who goes against his word.

- It's your loss.

- Thank you for saying that. Even you care about me, so I'm offended. You don't have to worry about me. My mom's not in trouble right now.

The royal paw slaps Jiwon's arm with a tap and laughs. It was a smile that was shown freely in the drama. The silly smile of a weary paw. It was a royal foot that was stirring his hands, telling Jiwon to turn back as soon as he looked at me from afar. Hee told me to cheer up and left the chocolate on the table.

- I'll eat well.

Ji-Won left the room. With the sound of the closing call, the face of the paw was closed up. The smile that was imprinted like a whirlwind faded. My eyes twitched and my lips slightly trembled. I twisted my mouth to the left and to the right. The screech rumbled.

Grace rolled her lips inward. The end of my nose is rattling. I've never been interested in a passing actor, but I saw a great performance today. I thought of my mom for no reason because I was holding back my tears and resentment. His appearance overlaps with his feet, which he did not continue to visit because he was busy.

A trembling sigh puts the chocolate left by Jiwon in his mouth. The smile that disappeared came back.

- You have to say it's experienced and good.

Recalling what the chief had left behind, Barefoot reached for the file and paused and turned his head upwards. The camera slowly falls back. When the whole body of the barefoot stood between the long desks was captured in the center of the screen, he said faintly. My mom said she wanted to see me after a long time.

Grace wiped her eyes with two sets of toilet paper. The calm BGM stopped, and I could only see her smiling paw, but my tears welled up. My throat is tightened. I just wanted to cry. It's not that sad. It's not that sad. I took a deep breath and exhaled. Maybe it's because the situation is hard. Or is it because the actor's acting is so clumsy? Grace had to move her hands as hard as a fan, not in tears. If the look on his paw had been held a little longer, the gear would have cried out.

The screen changed, and Choi, who was standing next to the principal, walked out the door of the hospital. I saw tired feet behind the chief teacher who called him Father with a smile in peace. There was also hope next to it.

I knew that Grace would say something. I thought that saving people and doing the right thing would solve this situation again, because he is a protagonist who does not cover the water fire. You can stop the Ledger smiling without knowing the speed of others and make him feel better, or you can tell him directly and change this sad situation. The enemy moves as expected. But I couldn't move forward. It was captured by the royal foot. Barefoot pointed to the vending machine, smiling as usual and asking for a drink. Ji-Won picked a drink and gave it to Wang-fool. After receiving a drink, Wangpaw thanked me and walked through the boisterous hallway, lengthening his yawn.

I continued to see the look on his cheeky face as he waved his drink. The screen changed and the drama turned into an urgent emergency room, but I kept drawing only the slow footsteps towards the break room. It was understandable that the position of the rugged foot in that situation was suffocating, rather than the frustration of solving the problem coldly. Anyone who was hit by social life could be counted.

Miss Lee, have some time on Saturday. I broke the family promise I had for the weekend in one word, Director Choi. It was unfair, because it was a holiday and I didn't call it in for work. I shouted it a dozen times in my head that I couldn't do it, but it just came out of my mouth, “What time will it be?” In my imagination, I have always been a messenger of justice. Chief Choi was always the one making the crackling noises. Observe the Labor Standards Act, the words your imagination speaks to your supervisors. But I've never said that in my real life. I've never seen a human do it before. When employees gathered in the Tang Bi Room during their break, you were also unfair, and said that it must be mentioned and carried on, like an eagle. However, when they left the Tang Bi Room, they followed the principal's words like a kindergarten student shouting "sparrow" as usual when they stood in front of the director. Yes, yes, I do, I do. Grace became a sparrow.

Hope in the drama was cool. Do not compromise with injustice, burn your life for someone else's. I don't blink at guaranteeing my success, but can I hate the protagonist who brings tears to the child who gives sweets thanks for saving his mother's life?

However, empathy was a royal move to steal the holidays from the boss at once. I looked at the poor character smiling with a tired face. The rugged paw was really ordinary. He was not a bad actor who fiercely oxidizes when he confronted the strong-willed people in the country, nor was he a doctor who saves people's lives by practicing exhilarated medical skills in the clinics. In a drama filled with dramatic events, Wangpae was experiencing moderate anxiety and moderate pain. The struggle for power in a multi-billion hospitals, the hand of God that smoothly proceeded with the heart transplant, was an area of understanding, and Wangpaw was an area of empathy. I felt like I could talk all night while drinking soju. I'm still envious of the 360 million won stamped on the account.

The doctors ended up exchanging gazes with the anesthesiologist. There is no tale of royal feet. Do we deal with it tomorrow or is it over?

Grace wished me well. It wasn't a great dream. I'm just going to see my mother. If only the writer could show us that the trivial things have happened. The trailer followed. Among the edited videos, Grace found the smiling face of Wangpaw. Is it resolved well?

It followed an advertisement for the car Grace looked at the car on a dazed road, and stood up with half of the rice triangle covered in courage and dust if it was a cup.

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Hamtory's drinking a lot of water.

I tried to be a water pig, but...

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