130. Me and Nora
[Kim Jin-eun’s dog ㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏ]
[Haa… Wow, are there such scoundrels at our school?]
[Kim Jin-jin’s form is crazy!]
I’m sure praise is a good thing…
Not knowing why it was so hard to open my eyes and see, I put down my phone and closed my painful eyes.
I’m glad though.
Regardless of my face, not many people criticized my acting that much.
It was funny to criticize the acting since there were only a few lines to begin with, but I couldn’t shake off the tension throughout the comment window.
-Weeeing
Ringing cell phone.
It was the manager who said he would contact me.
[Hello.]
[Yes! Taemin! Have you checked the reactions?]
[Ah. Yes. I was watching it just a moment ago!]
His voice seems somewhat excited.
I had a feeling that the story I was about to hear wouldn’t be that bad.
[To put it bluntly, uh… The current response to Taemin at the company is very good!]
[…Is that so?]
[Yes! The real-time response and the buzz generated compared to the scale of the drama itself are very good! We are receiving a lot of inquiries from all over.]
I always think about text messages and phone calls.
Things that were not tangible had a vague feel, so the contents did not feel real at all.
[Where does the inquiry come from?]
[I heard that there are similar types of dramas and that it is also related to advertising.]
…Ad? I’m advertising?
I got dizzy thinking about things celebrities do that I only see on TV.
[Ah… Of course, the drama is not broadcast on the airwaves, and it feels a bit larger in scale than the current one.]
The manager must have thought I was having a golden dream and soothed me by telling me to calm down.
I wasn’t really expecting something like that.
[I see…]
[First of all, since the drama ends next week, I think I will check that and then move on to the next schedule.]
[I understand.]
I wondered if I could just hang out like this for another week, but that didn’t happen.
[I think you need to start acting class tomorrow.]
[Acting class?]
We would like to ask you to confirm once again the suddenly increased requirements.
[Yes. There may be drama filming even briefly within the contract period, so you need to start preparing for that right now.]
Ah… Is that so…? Should I do it…?
It wasn’t a very welcome and happy story, but I knew well that I shouldn’t expect a fluke like last time.
[Okay. Do you want to go where you did back then?]
[Yes. I will come pick you up every morning.]
[Ah… Yes…]
[Then get some rest and see you tomorrow!]
[Yes. Thank you.]
My time as a human being ‘Han Tae-min’ is increasing.
During the last vacation, I think I had a lot more time living as a real ‘Lucario’.
If he had always been active under the name Pingtukdan while hiding his face, now he has revealed his face to the world and lives under the name Han Taemin.
…Is it okay to change so dramatically?
I lay in bed, looked at the ceiling, and tried to wash my face with my hands together.
Wait a minute. It’s not like you can’t watch the broadcast because you finished acting class late, right?
Luca’s broadcast is fixed at 8 PM.
It won’t matter as long as you come in before then.
Ah. But if you come in at exactly 8 o’clock, when on earth will you go on a date with Doa…
If he came in at 8 o’clock like Karl, that was also a problem.
I’m seeing you… On the weekend…
On days without practice…
Suddenly, when I think like that, a cold wind blows as if a hole has been opened in a corner of my heart.
It couldn’t be done.
See Doa once a week?
I was already used to seeing each other every day, so I hated being separated from Doa.
I was holding on to my phone, thinking about calling the manager again, so I called my girlfriend.
Doa keeps ringing but does not answer the phone.
I was about to hang up thinking I was busy.
Her voice was heard.
[Hey Boseya…]
Unlike my distraught self, the voice is infinitely peaceful.
[…Were you sleeping?]
[Ugh…]
Your worries turn to dust and disappear.
Doa’s voice seemed to be under a spell, but no negative thoughts came to mind.
[More…]
Doa asks me questions even though she is sleepy.
I burst into laughter and told him my new schedule.
[I was feeling sad because I had to start acting school tomorrow.]
[Gadi Ma…]
Does she know what she is talking about?
You probably don’t remember.
When Doa spoke to her while she was deeply asleep, she answered, but she could not remember the details.
[What should I do when they tell me to come out every day? It’s a doya. We won’t be able to date often.]
I would like to take this opportunity to reveal my sad feelings to her.
Yes. No matter what happens, it’s something I’ll talk about again.
[Gadi Ma… Me and Nora…]
Doa whines like a child.
I wanted to jump out right now and give Doa a kiss on the cheek.
[I need to make money to support an idol.]
Even though she responded with a smile, Doa complained.
[Ugh. I give the money… You play with me…]
[A man doesn’t live alone. Then.]
[Kim Eo-jin… Jae-su-eup…]
She couldn’t laugh out loud for fear that Doa would wake up.
I whimpered and covered her mouth.
[Okay. It’s a doya. Now go to sleep, wake up, and contact me. Got it?]
[Ugh…]
Ha… Okay…
I feel like I can do anything with Doa.
I felt that way.
* * *
“Okay. “I’ll go again.”
…Why are you doing this to me?
I wanted to run away crying, but I couldn’t even say a single word of displeasure.
Acting class started at 10 am.
Luckily, it was a manager who told me that my work time would be 5 o’clock.
It was almost the same schedule as going to school, but the important thing was not the time but the content.
-Drurrr
The chair is pushed back and I stand up.
My job is to walk to the whiteboard.
I turned my head and looked at the teacher with earnestness.
“It was fine to get up, but my standing posture is still slouched.”
When I thought about the basics of acting, it was just practicing catching emotions or imagining situations, but in reality, it wasn’t like that.
The basics started from a very solid foundation.
Nothing was easy.
I spent more time chatting than talking.
I used to spend more time lying down and watching internet broadcasts than moving outside and exercising.
For me, practicing speaking loudly with correct pronunciation was close to torture, and walking straight with my back straight was just torture itself.
“Taemin.”
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The teacher’s hands pull my shoulders.
A short scream escaped my mouth as I felt as if my muscles were being forcibly torn.
“Big!”
“If this hurts you, it’s a really big deal. “You should think of this as the default value.”
When the pain subsided and her shoulder returned to its original position, the teacher squeezed her hand once again.
“It’s not just because it’s an actor’s job, it also applies to the general public. This.”
“Ah… Yes…”
If this were a game, I would have pressed the logout button right away.
I want to go home.
I miss Doa.
Luca-tan… Save me…
“Whoa… I’ll take a 10-minute break and then go again.”
“Yes…”
When the teacher left the practice room for a moment, I buried her face on the desk.
Yes. I should at least contact Doa.
[Doya.]
[Yes?]
I guess I was working on the computer when the reply came like a knife.
[Acting… Difficult…]
[But it’s already 3 o’clock, aren’t we almost done?]
No! Do not say that!
There are still 2 hours left!
It’s the same reaction as hearing a soldier on leave say something like, ‘You came out really quickly.’
I typed convulsively.
[No! How can you say that?]
[I was told to finish it and come quickly?]
Ah… Is that really it?
Is it because I have become too sensitive?
I was embarrassed for no reason and scratched my head alone.
“Shall we go again?”
…Why are you coming already?
It’s only been 8 minutes!
I felt like I was back at the academy when I was in high school.
I sighed inwardly as the trauma from the entrance exam seemed to be creeping up on me.
I just sent Doa a message and said I would contact her once I was done, but then I went through the hellish sit-up-stand training again.
I wondered if this would really help, but when the teacher took pictures of me, I realized how awkward my movements were.
I thought I did it naturally, but it was an illusion that I felt like I was the only one who did it.
The teacher ended the class by asking if I could fill up after my first drink, and I stayed in the practice room to wait for the manager.
-Kkiik
The door opened and the Savior who would take me home came inside.
“Ah! “Manager!”
I was happy to find him, but the manager didn’t seem to react that way.
“Taemin.”
“Yes.”
“Uh… Maybe… Um…”
Unlike usual, when he explained things calmly and clearly, a shadow fell on his face.
“…You don’t have any history of school violence, right?”
A question mark appeared above my head.
