Rockstar Again - Chapter 149
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Episode 149. Our night is more beautiful than your day (2)
Park Min-jae, a self-proclaimed expert on unrequited love, was checking his phone at school today as well.
“Smile… … .”
As I was talking to myself, the word reminded me of a sushi restaurant that no longer exists. But to Park Min-jae, it was still just a name that made his heart ache.
At one point, it seems like they even developed a strange relationship.
Now it has become a star that has flown far away in the sky.
Although it is not as successful as Shining Girls and Kim Mi-so, it is true that they flew to the sky.
Even so, if I had stopped by school occasionally, I would have seen his face a few times… …but I ended up dropping out.
Unlike in the past, idols today are not shy about such things.
Actually, I understand.
Since I’m one of the members known throughout the school for not being good at studying, I probably should just focus on what I’m good at since I won’t be going to college even after graduating.
“I miss you… … Smile… … .”
Park Min-jae is holding his cell phone and looking at it with a dazed look, when something grabs his neck and makes a whoosh.
“ah……!”
“Are you smiling again? Aren’t you tired of it?”
You can tell who it is just by the voice without having to turn your head. And you can tell who it is by the scent of strawberries.
“Let go… … This… … .”
“Shit. It’s good.”
“… … .”
“I can’t lie. Haha.”
“It’s disgusting to see your nostrils flaring… What’s going on?”
“That’s why. It’s so gross. Eugene, if you keep putting your arm around her, she’ll get really excited. Don’t do that.”
Even though Park Ha-eun and Nam Bo-mi joined in and teased Park Min-jae, Park Min-jae just sat there quietly.
To enjoy Lee Yu-jin’s warmth through the back of his head as much as possible.
Park Min-jae lifts his head slightly and checks his surroundings, and sees the faces of his friends who seem to understand everything.
It’s mostly boys who make that expression, and it’s full of envy.
Now, a powerful title holder named Kim Mi-so has entered the Hall of Fame and become a star.
The person who ranked highest in popularity at Paradise High School is Lee Yu-jin.
Unlike Miso, Eugene is popular with both men and women.
Park Ha-eun and Nam Bo-mi are also secretly popular… … .
In fact, during this period, pretty kids tend to become prettier the further they are from studying, except for a few who are naturally pretty.
The school’s main opinion is that it’s because people dress up while others are studying, but anyway.
What man wouldn’t be jealous of those kids running to Park Min-jae during every break?
at that time.
The problematic statement was leaked through a communication app.
-How are you, Mom?
“what’s this?”
“Dong-ha, do you know Miso’s mom?”
“No… … I don’t know either?”
The chat window lit up with Lee Dong-ha’s remarks.
[Do the families know each other???]
[What does this mean?]
[Are they really dating???]
[But doesn’t that make you look too unfriendly?]
[We’re not close, so why do you ask about my mom?]
[Since Lee Dong-ha is doing it, it seems like a pad-lip?]
“Ah… … This guy needs to be filtered once before he moves from his brain to his mouth… … .”
Enough to make even Park Min-jae click his tongue.
That statement just now was so out of the blue.
What celebrity in the world would ask about the well-being of the parents of a female idol?
That too, in that way.
* * *
After saying that, I also thought, “Oh no.”
I think I could have asked enough questions… … but I think it’s too much… … because I spoke to my nephew like my mother’s friend would.
Since a while ago, Suchan hyung’s face has been changing in real time.
You can tell that something is wrong with the chat window without even having to check your phone.
But, as if Kim Mi-so was trying to kill me, I added one more blow.
“Ah… … Yes… … . How are you… … . But you said that last time too… … Why do you keep asking about my mom?”
A sure kill, despite being nervous.
―Comrade Smile. Check! Even if the opponent seems dead, make sure to shoot once to confirm!
As if under orders… … .
I can’t blame you all because I made the mistake first.
“I hope you’re well. Sal-cheop over there… … No, is that Mi-jin’s mother well?”
I turned my aim hurriedly.
I’m the type of person who normally asks things like this… …
“Oh? Yes. How are you? My mother is your fan. Can I ask for your autograph later?”
Fortunately, Im Jin accepted it with good sense.
Again, I looked at the Japanese member and asked naturally.
Was it Rie? Was it Eri?
I’m the type of person who tries my best to remember names, but when I panic, I can’t remember them right away.
So I asked with as much clarity as I could.
“Lee… … Is Lee’s mother doing well?”
“You should go back. Before you.”
“ah…….”
“It’s okay.”
“sorry…….”
Ah… … Let go.
Suchan-hyung urgently sent signals to Manager Bitnaris with his eyes and hands.
Once again, Bitnaris’ manager tapped Im Jin’s shoulder, and Bitnaris left.
“I’ve been watching you for ten years… … .”
As I said that and fell down helplessly, Youngpil and Dongsik opened their mouths with curious voices.
“Smile, who is that friend’s mother?”
“Are you someone you already knew?”
“Eunsol… … .”
“Eunsol? Ah! You, back in the day! Your girlfriend!”
As if he remembered something, Youngpil clapped his hands and was startled.
“I’m not sure… … I’m sure. I didn’t ask if your mother’s name was Eunsol. She looks exactly like your mother… … .”
My brothers burst into laughter at my words.
For the first time in a while, I have something to tease me about.
Originally, I was the one making fun of him.
“Wow, but that’s strange… … . My ex-girlfriend’s daughter… … .”
“She’s not my girlfriend. She’s just… someone I liked.”
“Isn’t that your girlfriend?”
“How is that your girlfriend? We’ve never even held hands properly.”
When exchanging notes, it felt like our fingertips were touching each other.
But before Jindo could even get going, I time-slipped. He must have thought I was dead and lived on.
So when I think about it, it seems like there’s something even more hazy.
It’s over so fresh.
“Why don’t we meet up sometime?”
“What are you meeting? You must have become an old woman.”
“That’s true.”
“And why bother meeting someone who’s doing well? Just ask them how they’re doing. Now, it seems like I can’t even ask them how they’re doing.”
Clink.
The door opens.
Taeju hyung walks in like a triumphant general.
Actually, Taeju hyung is just walking, but he definitely has force.
“Let’s go. It’s our turn.”
“Okay… … . Let’s sing a song.”
In the meantime, Suchan hyung mutters quietly.
“I try my best not to watch variety shows or talk shows… … .”
“Don’t worry, I won’t do it even if you tell me to.”
When I say that, Suchan hyung smiles.
“Did you hear that?”
“I told you to listen, didn’t I? Anyway, I’m not afraid of what I should and shouldn’t say, so don’t worry. And don’t hold me back.”
Rockers win with music.
We walked down the familiar hallway, following the staff as usual.
* * *
There are surprisingly many things in the world that cannot be explained by science.
Maybe someday science will prove it, but the pace of human development may be such that it cannot explain it.
Kang Eun-sol, a housewife who was monitoring her daughter’s communication app at home, realized this through this communication broadcast.
“Oppa… … That’s right… … ?”
It’s funny that I call a celebrity “oppa” when I’m almost 50.
I didn’t call him oppa because he’s a celebrity.
Kang Eun-sol went to her room and took out an old box that had been buried deep in the closet.
When I opened the box with a rustling sound, I saw it filled with old letters.
Among the many letters exchanged, mainly between friends.
As I was going through the pile of letters, I came across letters exchanged with my first love.
[Thank you for finding it.]
It’s a very short note to be called a letter.
This guy was always like this.
Still, the reason I felt that something was definitely connected was also because of this short note.
-That guy replied with a note?
-Crazy! That’s ridiculous!
―Dong-ha oppa, your nose is stuck on the end of the universe, so you don’t reply to anyone!
It was clear just from looking at my friends’ reactions.
And from the deepest part of the box, a photograph was picked up.
“… … .”
When Kang Eun-sol takes out the photo and blows lightly on it, even though it is in a box, a thin layer of dust flies up, showing how old it is.
This is a picture of my older brother taken with my father’s camera at that time.
One day, I impulsively burned a picture of my brother to admit that he was dead.
However, the remaining photos disappeared again during the move and becoming independent.
The few remaining photos disappeared again without anyone knowing where or how, leaving only one photo.
It’s not like he’s holding a guitar and a microphone.
A photo showing a student looking back while wearing a school uniform and carrying a school bag.
Thanks to this, the face in the photo is clear.
Memories of that time filled Kang Eun-sol.
-Click-!
-Are you taking a picture of me?
-Ah… … I’m sorry… … .
-No. Take a picture. If you find a good one later, let me see it.
-……yes.
-It would be nice if you could give me a picture of yourself too.
-yes.
The promise was not kept.
I found the photo and had a hard time choosing the photo to give after several days of thinking, but the person I was supposed to give it to disappeared.
There was a time when I would cry whenever I thought of my dead first love, but now it’s just a memory.
Like an old photograph.
A memory that becomes hazy when you occasionally take it out from the box of memories.
Kang Eun-sol walked to her daughter’s room holding the photo like she was possessed.
Squeak―.
When I heard the hinges creaking, I had a very housewifely thought that I needed to oil the door.
“This kid is an idol and still moves… … This is a picture.”
He placed the photo he brought against the wall filled with photos and posters of Lee Dong-ha.
Even though it’s a school uniform with a bald head, it’s a well-taken photo.
This photo was taken 30 years ago, but it was taken on color film.
“It’s the same person.”
The comparison was so easy.
Actually, when I first learned about the existence of the idol who told me to move, I was suspicious, but I didn’t even think about checking because I thought it was ridiculous.
But by asking about his well-being, he gave a signal that something was wrong.
“My first love was a very special person… … .”
A soft smile appeared on Kang Eun-sol’s lips.
Science still can’t prove it.
If I tell you, you’ll be treated like a crazy person.
There are still many things in the world that cannot be proven by science.
“Please make a lot of good music, oppa. Even though I’m a bit older, I’ll still be your fan.”
That guy is destined to be the light of the world.
So, that’s why it suddenly appeared now.
“I guess I should try contacting my friends for the first time in a while.”
After saying that, Kang Eun-sol went back to her room and started putting letters and photos into the box.
Some people might say that it is wrong for my current husband to keep the traces of his first love like this.
Because it’s not shameful at all.
Kang Eun-sol pushed the box deep into the closet again.
Remembering your first love isn’t because you still have feelings for that person.
to be honest.
Even if you have regrets, the other person doesn’t age, so you don’t even think about doing anything.
Even if we grow old together, when we meet, we only end up disappointing each other.
First love is always like that.
“Hey… …! Junghwa! How have you been? Your number is still the same?”
“Yeah. Let’s have a cup of coffee. I miss you. Do you have any other friends you can contact?”
The reason why first love is vague is because you miss your old self from back then.
Kang Eun-sol expressed her gratitude to Lee Dong-ha for making her reminisce about her high school days.
When I see something like that… … it must be a star.
That older brother.
Rockstar Again Episode 150