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LifeOnce Again CH 543

Author:Wise Dragon Category:Unreal Update time:2022-12-22 05:30:39

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“What the heck happened to her” Pilhyun asked as he pointed at Hanmi.

Haesoo clicked her tongue.

“Shes in a state of self-loathing again.”

“Again She was okay before though.”

“It began again.”

Haesoo patted Hanmis head, who was lying on her legs.

The girl that was like the manifestation of confidence fell to such a low state due to a slip.

She pitied her.

“Uhm.

Mr.

Gwak Joon, was it”

Haesoo looked at Gwak Joon, who sat next to Pilhyun.

The man who was clad in black from top to bottom, nodded back to her.

“Looks like I havent introduced myself properly.

My name is Choi Haesoo.

Ive known bro Ahn for quite a while, and Im just a woman who writes stuff.”

“Gwak Joon.

I write novels.”

“Uhm, Im asking just in case, but did you write Twilight Struggles”

“Yes.”

“So you werent someone with the same name.

I enjoyed the movie.

I havent read the novel yet though.

I also wrote an article about it, quite generously too.”

“Thank you.”

“Bro Ahn, you shouldve introduced him to me if you knew such a good person.

You were monopolizing him to yourself”

Pilhyun made a sour expression and denied that claim.

“This dude is someone who holes himself up even more than me.

Even I have a hard time meeting him.

Not only that, hes no fun to hang out with, and he looks scary too.

I dont think there are many people who even know this guy in the novelist world, you know Even his editor asks me where he is.

At most, he knows brother Bae.”

“Really”

Haesoo nodded as she looked at Gwak Joons face.

He definitely didnt look like the sociable type.

“I tried to introduce him to you once, but he was writing back then.

Hes hard to call out once he starts writing, so I just gave up on that notion.”

“Then I guess Im lucky to have met him like this, huh.

Nice to meet you, Mr.

Gwak Joon.”

“No need for honorifics.”

Haesoo shook hands with Gwak Joon.

A writer whos rarely seen when he writes, huh.

Haesoo felt like she was meeting a creature known as anovelist that only existed in fiction.

While she also made a living through her writing, she was far from having such a personality.

She was passionate when it came to writing, but she forgot about everything once she left her keyboard.

Sitting still in a room while focusing only on writing made her shiver just by thinking about it.

“This is Lee Hanmi, whos at the epitome of self-destruction.

Ever heard of her”

“Hyung-nim told me a few times, so I do know her.

He told me that shes the one who became the most famous among the writers in Suwon.”

“Hey, hey, Hanmi.

Im boasting about you.

Wake up.”

Haesoo tapped on Hanmis cheeks.

Hanmi slowly sat up.

“Its a ** life anyway.

I dont care what happens.

Writers are **,” Hanmi said.

Haesoo poured a cup of cold water for Hanmi.

Although she had sobered up a little, Hanmis mentality had crawled into the depths of the abyss so she wasnt able to get herself together.

She couldnt imagine how she normally acted.

“Lee Hanmi, I knew youd get yourself into trouble one day.

This is why people need to make numerous mistakes.

Look at me.

Ive fallen over several times on my way to being fifty years old, and now Im at the point where I dont get disappointed with most things.”

“Whos the one who nagged everyone around him because he couldnt write just a while ago” Haesoo asked as she looked at Pilhyun.

Pilhyun repliedwho might that be as he drank the low-alcohol drink.

“Stop making her feel bad and console her a little.”

“What good is consolation when it comes to writing Do the keys type by themselves just because someone consoles you Do the manuscripts get written by themselves Its just how life is.”

“Bro Ahn.

Youre such a bad guy.”

“Choi Haesoo, Im gonna have you pay for what you ate.”

“Urgh, what a stingy man.

Little brother Joon, dont treat a guy like this as your elder.”

“Im used to it, so Im okay with it.

Also, I freeload at his house from time to time, so I cant afford to have him hate me.”

“Moneys the greatest enemy, eh”

“Indeed.”

Pilhyun, who had been listening this whole time, suddenly shouted.

“Lee Hanmi, stop whimpering and lets start drinking.

What are you going to do about something that has already happened Spilt milk wont go back in the glass by itself.

Just pray that the viewing rates stay up and write the next part.

Youre just a contracted writer, so you need to write those episodes to earn money.”

“You really are a bad guy, oppa.”

Hanmi said that as she raised her eyebrows.

It had begun once again.

A bad relationship - this seemed like a gentle expression.

In a feud - that wouldnt suffice either.

Archenemies - that was a much better description.

Haesoo looked at the two people growling at each other like dogs fighting for territory before giving up.

They should stop once they got tired.

She was also tired because she had been listening to Hanmis grumbling all day.

She ate some fruits as she sighed.

Just then, Daemyung, who was sitting on the other side, entered her eyes.

He was looking at the two with sharp eyes.

Unbefitting of his rather rounded face, his eyes looked pretty fierce.

He didnt look angry though.

He looked more like he was incredibly focused.

“What are you looking at”

“E-eh Oh, its nothing.”

“Dont lie.

You were staring holes into them.”

“Its just… oh, you can speak casually with me.”

“Alright then.

But why were you really looking at them Im not trying to pick on you or something.

Im just curious.

Its fun to watch people fight, but people dont watch fights with eyes like yours,” Haesoo said as she tensed her eyes.

Daemyung replied after a bit of hesitation.

“I was just watching them.

A friend of mine told me that I have good eyes for observation.

Honestly, I really dont have a lot of strengths.

So in order to make the most of my lacking strengths, I kinda got into the habit of watching people.”

“Good.

Famous writers say that they go to the bus stop when they want to make a character.

They say that they can come across all sorts of characters there.

If you have good eyes for observation, itll be much easier to create a character.”

“I think so too.”

“But dont look at them too fiercely.

They might misunderstand you.”

“It lets me focus better.

It also leaves a clearer image in my mind.”

“Really Looks like you have a good memory.

I could never remember things like that.”

Daemyung smiled in embarrassment.

He was such a cute kid.

“It looks like you live nearby huh.

Its quite late.”

“I live in Suwon.”

“Suwon Thats a coincidence.

I live in Suwon too.

Wait, tomorrows not a day off.”

“Yes.

I was planning to sleep at teacher Ahns house and go to school early in the morning.”

“You have it hard because of Bro Ahn as well.

Bro Ahn! Why did you call this guy here Hell have a hard time going to school tomorrow.”

Pilhyun, who was quarreling with Hanmi, twitched his eyes.

“Ill drive him back!”

“Like hell you will.

Obviously, little brother Joon will be the one giving him a ride.”

“He and I are two in one.

Rather than that, Hanmis really in a bad state, huh.”

Haesoo looked next to her.

Hanmi had buried her face in her palms.

She was muttering some things, and they mostly seemed to be some curses directed at the world, so there didnt seem to be a need to listen to her closely.

When they met for lunch, she ate like she was the only one aware of the worlds destruction tomorrow, but once some alcohol entered her system, she started blabbing about all sorts of things, which included stories about herself.

She talked about everything to the point that it made Haesoo wonder how she had held that within her for so long.

She would probably be able to write Hanmis biography from the stories she heard today.

Of course, it would be incredibly depressing.

“Sorry for acting like this when were adults.

Ill apologize in everyones stead,” Haesoo said as she faintly smiled at Daemyung.

Daemyung smiled awkwardly before nodding.

“Joon, lets go smoking.”

“Already”

“I just feel stuffy in here.”

Pilhyun took Gwak Joon outside.

Hanmi, who had lost her opponent to growl at, shriveled up like dried up seaweed.

“Man, you have a tiring way of living your life, huh.”

“Its over for me.”

“Like hell it is.

You have loads of days left to live.

You fought well until now.

You should just keep doing that.

You wont find anyone whos never made a mistake in this world, you know”

“Maybe I shouldve slipped like oppa said”

“Now youre just making me look bad.

If you are successful, then you should be thankful for it.

Dont go churning the insides of countless people who dont get their works sold.”

Haesoo looked at Daemyung.

She wondered if it was okay to say this in front of a student, but he didnt look like the light mouthed kind, so it should be fine.

In the first place, Pilhyun wouldnt have called him here if he wasnt.

“Try talking to the producer about it.

Imagine how good it would be if you can discuss with others like the other writers do.”

“Unni, dont you know how Ive been doing my interviews until now”

“I do, I really do.”

Hanmi was someone with a high ego when she was in her 20s, but she had the writing skills to back it up.

While Haesoo was focused on publishing her work, Hanmi staked her life on dramas.

She earned money as a secondary writer for some documentary series at a TV station to get by everyday life, and she split what little time she had to write a scenario for a mini series which she handed in for a contest.

The day she was notified that she passed, Haesoo celebrated with Hanmi, who froze up in front of the camera.

After that, Hanmi became successful with many mini-series titles.

Hanmi in her thirties was a writer who lived in the world by herself.

Looking at what she said for various lectures would make anyone wonder if such an arrogant and cocky person could exist in the world.

Haesoo wasnt surprised by it.

A writer who never failed even once.

She was someone who hit it big for 8 years straight while many others of her profession rarely even had one hit, so who could insult her for being cocky Her speech had toned down quite a bit ever since she reached forty, but her arrogance was still very high and looking at her work was pretty hard.

“Why did I do that”

“You shouldnt have become such a character.”

A writer who never holds prior discussions with the producer.

A writer who refuses feedback.

A perfectionist writer.

That was Hanmis identity according to what Haesoo heard from other people.

Haesoo had seen the extremes of that cockiness once before.

3 fixes to a script in one day.

Even after committing such a tragic crime, Hanmi was bold about it.

She was filled with the confidence that only she could write the script, and that confidence was something that supported the perfectionist in Hanmi.

Indeed.

The atlas that propped the being known as Hanmi up was that confidence.

Yet now, that confidence had been shattered.

She said that it wasnt something that happened recently.

She said that she had become afraid of writing about a year ago.

However, since she acted as such until now, she kept wearing the hat that didnt suit her and kept writing without any consultations with the producer.

Haesoo swore at her saying that she was foolish, but it wasnt that she couldnt understand her.

Everyone lived that way after all.

A meager pride had become the identity that represented oneself from some time onward, so that pride couldnt be easily thrown away.

Hanmi was pushed to the extreme, and this was the result.

“Unni, unni.”

“Urgh, damn girl.”

She had become a kid.

The writer whose pen broke had become a child who burst out into tears while playing with fire.

Since she lost her confidence, she lost her directionality, which was how she ended up writing the latter half of her script while referencing fan-fiction on internet forums.

The problem with that was that she borrowed some of the ideas despite the fact that they had conflicting elements with what she originally wrote.

As stifling as her persona might be, she couldnt really go anywhere to complain about it, and with the deadline approaching, she probably ended up finding a breakthrough by referencing a fan-fiction.

She shouldnt have had any time to cross-reference her own work to make sure that it wouldnt sound disconcerting.

If she had time to do that, she wouldve consulted others a long time ago.

This little sister was incredibly frustrating with the way she worked.

Since writing was everything to her, and she was never betrayed by her writing before, she had been pushed into a corner like this.

Because of that meager pride, because of that meager reputation, Hanmi said that she was afraid of being tagged thefailed writer.

“Ah!”

Just then, Daemyung made a sound after being quiet all this time.

Haesoo tilted her head and looked at him.

“What is it”

“N-nothing.”

“Hey, you stutter quite a lot, huh What is it Tell me about it.

Im someone who cant hold back my curiosity.”

“Uhm… the thing is, I thought you looked similar to someone I know when I first met you.”

“Me”

“Yes.”

“A celebrity”

“No….”

“Just joking.

But who exactly”

“A friend of a friend of mine.

You really look like her.”

“Really You said you live in Suwon, right Do you perhaps go to Myunghwa High My daughter goes there.”

“No, I go to Woosung High.”

“Ah, I see.”

“But that person that looks similar to you goes to Myunghwa High.”

“I also know someone who goes to Woosung High.”

“....”

“....”

Something just clicked.

Haesoo spoke, thinking theres no way it would be true.

“No way, it shouldnt be.

You said that you liked Lee Chan from the drama, right”

“Yes.

Because hes a friend of mine.”

“...Really”

“Yes.”

“Oh my word.

You know Han Maru”

Daemyung, sitting opposite to her, blinked before opening his mouth wide.

“Yes.

I do.

Hes my best friend.”

“Oh my, youre friends with my daughters boyfriend”

“I knew it, huh.

I thought I was mistaken.”

“Do I look like my daughter”

“Yes, a lot, actually.”

“No way, Im much better, arent I”

“....”

“Youre quite honest.

Sorry that Im being quite senseless.

Rather than that, we meet like this huh.

Do you also do acting”

“Yes.

I do.

Ah, right.

She came to our school today.”

“My daughter, you mean”

“Yes.”

“I told her to go play with Maru and she actually did go there, huh.

Kids these days are so fast.”

Haesoo smiled and picked up the drink bottle.

“As strange as it might be, here, you should drink a little.”

She never thought that shed meet an acquaintance of her daughter here.

It once again came to her that the world was pretty small.

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