Life, Once Again!

nter a sleeping bag and get thrown into the water.
Seeing him freak out, Aram chuckled before speaking in a gentle tone,

“Don’t say that, my boyfriend~.”

“You picking up a fight?”

“Don’t say that to your girlfriend~.”

“Director, no, Sora.
I don’t think I can do this.”

Bangjoo was stubborn, but Sora just told him to do it.

“Bangjoo, an actor can’t reject a role out of personal feelings,” Maru said a word to him as well.

Bangjoo nodded with an expression that looked like he had swallowed a piece of hard persimmon.
As those two had a friendship beyond the opposite sex, it was quite normal to see Bangjoo freak out when he saw Aram acting cute.
Maru patted Bangjoo’s shoulders and wished him luck.

“Seonbae, that goes for me too.
Right?”

“Of course.
I wish you luck.”

Sora said that they should start the rehearsal and gathered everyone’s attention with a clap.

“Hyungseok-oppa.
You go over to the bench while holding this and catch a glimpse of the two people getting off the car here.
The camera will shoot over your shoulder.”

“I should just do it naturally, right?”

“Yes.
There’s nothing difficult, so just do it naturally.
You told me you learned acting, so I’ll trust you for now.”

Maru walked to the car with Sooil, who came down from the 2nd floor.
He heard Sora’s voice from where the bench was.
Her voice was like a sharp needle.
Even though they were so far apart, he could hear her voice clearly.

“I feel like Sora is more suited to be on a construction site,” Sooil said as he opened the door to the passenger seat.

“Try saying that in front of her.
I’m sure you will get to have a long talk with her.”

Maru got in the driver’s seat and waited for the director’s signal.

* * *

Hyungseok rubbed his hands together before picking up the tray.
Although the temperature was reaching 30 degrees celsius, his hands strangely felt cold.
His back and his butt were drenched with sweat, so he couldn’t believe what he was feeling.

“You ready? We need to shoot before the sun sets.
Well then, standby! 6 dash one dash 2.”

Sora clapped the slate herself and shouted action.
Hyungseok tried his best not to be conscious of the camera behind him.
He took a step with the tray in his hands.
He had to show the natural-looking steps of a part-timer at the mountain cabin giving food to the four people on the bench.
He counted his steps as he stepped on the gravel.
He stopped right next to the gravel he marked beforehand during the rehearsal and looked at the car that was parked.
Maru and Sooil were opening the door and getting off.

“Cut.”

He didn’t know how to react to the cut sound, so he stayed still.
He did the same when he was doing a part-time job as a background actor.
Stay still no matter what the director says – such were the leader’s orders.

“Hyungseok-oppa.”

“Yeah?”

He was startled when a hand suddenly entered his view over his shoulder and turned around to her.
Sora was looking at him with a corner of her lips down.
It was a stereotypical expression of dissatisfaction.

“Was it strange?”

“It wasn’t that strange, but it’s way too precise that it’s vexing.
You know that feeling right? Where you try to show off too much while trying to make it not look like acting, and it makes it look more like acting.
Just relax.
You’ve forcefully decreased your stepping distance since you tried to match what I told you, so you look like you’re ill or something.
Try walking with confidence, and just stop right here, next to this stone so that we can catch you on camera.
You have to be careful with walking anyway since you have food in your hands.
Try bringing that out more.”

Sora even used examples to explain.
He instantly understood what he had been doing wrong.
The way she walked back after saying what she needed made her look like the assistant director he had seen while he was working.
It was clear that she wasn’t the director because of picking lots.

“Also, you people on the bench! I can tell that you look clumsy! Watch yourselves.
Try thinking about what you do when we talk amongst ourselves.
Especially Aram-unni and Daemyung-oppa! You’re too eye-catching since you’re bringing your habits from doing plays, so tone it down a little.”

She finished her directions without hesitation and picked up the slate again.
Hyungseok also returned to his starting position with the tray in hand.
He exercised his legs a little and recalled the advice he was just given while also remembering his acting instructor’s words: fools can never become actors.

He blew the camera out of his consciousness and focused on the four guests in front of him.
The movement line was important, but for now, getting into the scene was an even more urgent matter.
He had to carry the food carefully before it cooled down.

“Action!”

The gravel, which got on his nerves more than the food on the tray, was pushed out of his eyes.
He fixed his eyes on the food before lifting his head to look at the bench.
There was no time to think about the car that had just parked.
When he looked down after taking a few steps, he saw a faint outline of his cheeks as well as the gravel.
It was too late to stop, so he took another step.
He did it as naturally as possible.

He looked at the two people getting out of the car before starting to walk again.
Until this part, it was just according to the rehearsal.
Even he thought that he did pretty decently.
Although all he did was walk with a tray, the change in the distribution of his consciousness made his movements a lot smoother, and it showed in his acting as well.
The camera should have captured him as just an ‘ordinary part-timer’ as well.

Just as he was waiting for the cut sound with a satisfied smile, he heard a not-so-welcome sound.

“What the heck, why is a helicopter here?”

Chak-a-chak-a-chak-a – a helicopter was flying towards the mountain stream.
It seemed to be a helicopter from a TV station that had come out to shoot people enjoying themselves in the mountain streams.
Hyungseok put down the tray and went over to Sora.

“Wasn’t it good just now?”

“Yes, it was, but.”

“But?”

“I think we need to do that again because we picked up unnecessary noise.
I’ll have to ask you to do it again.”

Hyungseok frowned and glared at the helicopter passing by.
That was a really good act just now too.

“We’ll do that once more!” Sora shouted.

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