Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 229



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What walks on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening?

It’s ‘human’.

This is because humans walk on four legs when they are young, on two legs when they are young, and on three legs with a cane when they are old.

So what if we fight in the morning, make up at lunch, fight again in the afternoon, and make up in the evening?

It is none other than ‘An Joo-hee and Moon Ji-seop’.

The reason was that these pups were a couple that broke up and got back together several times a day.

“Why can’t I solve this?!”

“Are you ignoring me right now?!”

“I’m not ignoring you! I’m ignoring your intelligence!”

“Patience, you explained it so strangely···”

“What?!”

Baekhak Arts High School was a den of Satan filled with eccentric students who were into art.

Like a theater and film student who won the Cannes Best Actress Award, or a practical dance student who has black hair in the off-season and pink hair in the season…

However, in the creative writing department, it was difficult to find such troublemakers because the children were so passive and shy.

Can’t you tell just by looking at Guyuna?

How polite and well-behaved Moon Chang and the children are.

Of course, there are times when Gu Yu-na ignores what her teacher says, but it’s not because she’s a troublemaker, but rather because she’s a bit too quiet. Anyway, that’s how it is.

However, I heard that there is a rumor that there is a crazy guy who is a successful novelist but hardly goes to school. There is no way that such a guy would be in our sacred literary department…

It’s a rumor. It’s a rumor.

Anyway, even in our Moonchang department, which is famous for being quiet, for the first time in a while, some troublemaking landmarks have popped up.

That’s a “couple who meets in the morning, breaks up at lunch, and reunites in the evening.”

They fight so much that when Moon Ji-seop and Ahn Joo-hee start fighting, no one tries to stop them and instead looks at their watches.

“Is it lunchtime already···”

“Anyway, since it’s meal time, they start fighting like ghosts.”

“They say it’s more accurate than a clock.”

While Moon Ji-seop and Ahn Joo-hee were fighting with the figures of a dragon and a tiger floating behind them, the lunch bell rang with a truly ghostly “follow-follow-follow-follow-thump …

As soon as the bell rang, students started to leave the classroom in twos and threes, starting with speed runners running like four-legged animals toward the cafeteria.

Guyuna gently grabs my shoulder.

“let’s go.”

I shook my head.

“Eat first today.”

Instead of digging her nails into my shoulders and dragging me to the cafeteria like she used to, Guyuna nodded silently once and walked quietly to the cafeteria, blending in with the group of female students.

It was admirable to see Guyuna become less stubborn and have more friends, but I suddenly missed the past when we used to compete fiercely at the golden grab hand game.

– Did you know that strawberry milk is made from ground up cochineal insects?

– know.

– If you know, you can give it to me, right?

– Knowing something and still liking it is true love.

– Then I guess there’s no need to talk. From now on, I’ll take it by force.

Yeah, that’s how it was back then.

I remember fighting with Guyuna a lot.

But looking back, that hatred was also a branch of love.

You cannot love what you do not hate, and you cannot help but hate what you love.

This is because when a human being, who cannot possess anything outside of himself, tries to possess others, he must necessarily cut down others and make them fit him.

Like Guyuna, who really, really likes my novel, and when she sees a flaw in it, she gets so angry that she runs towards it.

So, on the other side of the coin called love is hate.

Moon Ji-seop and Ahn Joo-hee are probably like that too.

EP 14 – The Future

The fact that Moon Ji-seop and Ahn Joo-hee became famous as a hellish couple comparable to Stalin and Trotsky…

Naturally, this means that their relationship did not break up.

That day, right after the incident at the daycare center, Moon Ji-seop ran somewhere.

And the following Monday, we were able to see the Moon-An couple operating normally.

In a word, it is .

After confirming that, I brushed away my surprised heart, but at the same time, I was overcome by a vague sense of anxiety.

I pushed the immature and naive Moon Ji-seop’s back and made him choose a choice I would not have chosen.

But I also knew deep down how vulnerable minors are in this society, without the protection of adults.

If so, then wasn’t I making Moon Ji-seop walk a path full of thorns purely for my own satisfaction?

‘Isn’t that using people as tools······’

While I am glad that they are not broken by the waves, on the other hand, such worries do not easily go away.

But unexpectedly and fortunately, Ahn Joo-hee and Moon Ji-seop did not experience the second incident.

A collaborator who is used to politics-

No, it was thanks to the cleverness of ‘Cheat’ An Ju-hee.

“Huh? You said you broke up?”

“what······?”

Looking at me with my mouth wide open in amazement, An Ju-hee, a famous politician in the Ansan City student community, smiled sinisterly.

“You said that to our Ji-seop. If we don’t break up, what will our parents do?”

“uh······”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right. If you tell them you broke up and then start dating secretly at school, what are we going to do? What on earth can our mom and dad do?”

It was truly a strategy worthy of a politician who had won the student council elections twice.

An Ju-hee smiled faintly and took a lollipop out of her pocket, biting into it.

Maybe it was because I was a smoker, but the candy cane smelled like cigarettes from the foam.

“Well, I can’t pretend to never date again. But I guess I can hold out until Ji-seop gets into Seoul National University.”

“Ugh······”

“Then you can go and see the second show. Hehe···”

Seeing An Ju-hee’s broad vision, which even included considering the next plan in advance, I couldn’t hold back my admiration and asked a new question.

“Then, could it be that the reason we fight every day is just a smokescreen to tell my parents that we broke up because of a fight···?!”

“That’s because he speaks without thinking!”

I don’t think it goes that far.

Anyway, An Ju-hee and Moon Ji-seop wisely overcame the crisis that came their way.

however···

Not all children could be free from their parents.

* * *

It was only a few days before Baekhak Arts High School’s summer vacation that I received a call from Kim Byeol.

While it would be a time when most students would be running around excitedly at school and at home, thinking about the upcoming vacation, there was no significant change in my daily life.

Even during normal times, I was a delinquent who would mess around with school, and my test scores were even the solid ‘soil’ that laid the foundation for other students’ grades.

(It’s not that calculus and function graphs are difficult)

So, even though I only have a few days left before the vacation, I write as usual, water the succulents, buy steamed eggs from the side dish store, and write again…

I was spending such a free daily life.

However, as the weather gradually got warmer and the summer vacation season began to linger in South Korea, it was true that I was feeling a strange, refreshing feeling that I had never felt before.

Should I say that I’m full…

Or maybe I’m out of my mind…

What I felt was…

It was ‘loneliness’.

“······”

If I suddenly say I feel lonely, it might sound like I’m some kind of crazy womanizer, but that’s a misunderstanding.

What I wanted to do wasn’t ‘love’.

just···

This is something I’ve been thinking about lately because I’m full.

I make a lot of money, my books sell well, and I don’t have to worry about rent, heating, or electricity like I used to…

In the midst of this, the whole world is in a summer vacation mood to escape the heat, and suddenly I feel like I want to join in on that mood.

But I don’t have any family to go on summer vacation with.

So slightly···

Was I lonely···

That’s the story.

“Director Lim, do you have any plans for summer vacation?”

– what?

“Like going backpacking in Europe···”

– Ah, f*ck, I have to work overtime again. What kind of backpacking trip is this?

“Hey, why are you swearing?”

– You’re working overtime because you’re feeding all the CFs to the poor! You little punk!

“Why do things happen when I don’t work?”

– The head office specially chose you for an advertisement, but if you criticize me like a dog, who will bow their head and walk around?

“But insurance advertisements are a bit burdensome…”

– This isn’t X-chin kid. Hey! Everyone else wants to do it so badly···!

“So, you don’t have any travel plans? And you’re not seeing anyone these days?”

– You want to dig it? Really?

“Yes, I understand anyway.”

– Wow, I, this kid is no joke since he entered high school. He used to be so cute…

“Thump thump.”

– Quick, quick.

So, to relieve boredom, I suggested a backpacking trip to Europe to Yang-wook Lim, but I ended up getting scolded.

I was spending a lonely and boring early summer.

But there was one incident that made my heart flutter in that free daily life.

It was a call that came straight from Kim Byeol.

“Oh, yes, hello?”

– Hello? Are you a writer?

The problem was that the incident was a bit too exciting.

– That… Inseop? I’m really sorry…

“···?”

– Mr. Magi Hoon, I saw you last time… Could you please send me a replacement manager?

“yes?”

– I just fired my original manager···

* * *

I sent an SOS to Magi Hoon, who was dating his girlfriend, and then immediately joined Kim Byeol.

Kim Byul, who was on the set of a drama, was left without a single manager, that is, without a coordinator, a stylist, or even a road manager to drive her around.

While I, a complete novice in this field, was baffled, fortunately, Ma Ki-hoon, who was no stranger to the industry, was urgently making phone calls here and there to recruit people from the company.

“What the heck is going on···?”

“Wait! Wait! Sorry! Sorry! Filming! Filming!”

Kim Byeol, who had left a comment that sounded like a picchu shouting something like “Pika-Pika-“, hurriedly started filming, and I watched from afar as Kim Byeol, who had instantly become a different person, and only after about two or three hours had passed was I finally able to sit down with Kim Byeol.

“Whew··· Whoa··· I almost got in big trouble···”

“What the hell is going on here?”

“Sorry, sorry··· Thank you··· Thank you···”

“What the hell happened?”

The whole story was as follows.

Kim Byeol’s mother looked at her daughter’s back in vain as she left, saying, “This damn house!” and “Haha! Goodbye to this house!”

As she had been someone who had overlapped her daughter’s life with her own throughout her life, she could not accept the empty space left by her daughter who had suddenly disappeared from her life.

So I tried to get Kim Byeol to come back by begging and pleading on the phone, but Kim Byeol convinced me that we should start living apart for the sake of my mother.

Of course, that persuasion didn’t work.

Then, Kim Byeol’s mother continued to respond with a little more force…

That is, he was unable to accept the sudden change in circumstances and became violent.

“Last time, he came all the way to my house and stood in front of my door for five hours···”

“They found out my home address?!”

“I went to the community center and got a copy of my resident registration…”

“Still, I left my mother outside the door for five hours.”

“Are you crazy? I wasn’t home at that time?!”

I could infer one thing from Kim Byeol’s nervously shouting words.

“Wait a minute, then that side is… in an empty house…”

“Yeah. He thought I ignored his words and wouldn’t open the door, so he stood outside the door for five hours, arguing with me···”

Although I had heard all sorts of horror stories while living at Saebitneulbom Orphanage, even I couldn’t help but shiver at this story.

But this ghost story doesn’t end there.

“You know our manager only listens to mom···?”

“I know. I’ve heard thousands of rumors over the years.”

It would not be an exaggeration to say that I was Kim Byeol’s emotional trash can.

Therefore, there was no need for a long explanation.

“When my mom told the manager not to look after me, he really did.”

“her······”

My mouth dropped open in shock at the mess beyond my imagination.

But this heated situation did not allow me to keep my mouth shut.

“So I cut it···”

“oh my···”

“What should I do now···”

After solving Moon Ji-seop and Ahn Joo-hee’s problem, Kim Byeol’s problem remained.