NOVPUBnightmare (2)
“Bwin.”
Yuil called Bwin once again.
There was no answer this time too.
Yuil quickly shook his head.
‘···Is it a dream?’
So far, I have never been unable to wake up immediately when the background picture stops. Of course, I never went straight into a dream either. But otherwise, it was difficult to understand.
Yoo Il began to walk slowly. He started walking between the collapsed buildings.
‘···It feels like I’m in a real movie.’
He put aside his thoughts and went as fast as he could, and came across a building that looked relatively clean on the outside.
I pushed the iron door to see if it would open, and it opened with a squeak.
‘···!’
Yuil slowly looked around the inside with surprised eyes. The inside of the building surprisingly looked like an ordinary home.
It was very similar to the house he lived in as a child. The size of the kitchen and living room, and the angle of the sofa and television were also familiar.
‘No, I’m just not used to it.’
Yuil’s expression hardened as he looked around the house.
‘···no way.’
Yuil unconsciously placed his hand on the white door handle.
On the one hand, I thought it would be better not to open it, but the door was already half open.
As soon as the door opened, Yuil felt the humid and hot air hitting his face.
“!!!”
...And the moment he faced the scenery beyond the door, his eyes wavered.
Trees and grass that could only be seen in an arboretum caught my eye. Red flowers resembling birds of paradise blooming between huge, spiky palm trees and green stems that are well over their height. The leaves are so thick that sunlight does not shine through.
When I saw the rainforest beyond the door, my hand began to tremble slightly.
‘What the hell is this...’
Yuil covered his mouth with one hand. His fingertips were as cold as ice. My breathing became increasingly rough.
‘···dream. ‘This is a dream.’
I thought I needed to breathe properly, but I couldn’t.
At that time, Yuil couldn’t take his eyes off the scene beyond the door.
A loud sound was heard.
– Bang!
It was a sound so sharp that it echoed throughout the jungle.
This isn’t real. It’s not reality.
However, even as Yu Il was trying to gather his thoughts, gunshots rang out several times.
Soon, people holding guns appeared. Mafiosi dressed in black clothes that covered their entire bodies appeared through the jungle, giggling. Between them, the backs of a middle-aged American with a camera hanging around his neck and two Asians were visible. The mafia who surrounded the Asians forced them to kneel with guns pointed at their heads.
“One gringo, two Xing lings...”
“I was wondering if someone had crawled in like a bug-”
The mobsters irritably threw the camera hanging around the American’s neck, forcing the two to their knees.
“It’s an environment like you guys, and our work would have become so complicated because of you guys who say things and do crazy things.”
“Do you understand me, you dirty chinkies?”
The sarcastic voice got closer and closer. Their blurry appearance gradually became clearer.
Han Yu-il barely raised his head. Her unfamiliar yet familiar back, hidden among her mafia, caught her eye.
“···!”
Even if I couldn’t see the face, I knew it.
Those two people were the closest people to me.
‘no.’
Yuil moved his frozen feet. But no matter how much he ran, the distance did not narrow.
“···mom-”
Just as Yuil’s mouth opened, gunshots rang out again. This time it wasn’t my intention to scare.
The three people standing in the center fell one after another like abandoned scarecrows.
Yuil looked at him with a blank face.
It was a nightmare that he had tried so hard to escape from and was finally able to escape from.
【···’Sleep’ has been activated due to excessive use of ‘Background’】
It was the first time I had waited so long for Bwin’s voice.
【Stop ‘background painting’.】
.
.
.
“···ah.”
Yuil opened his eyes with a headache that felt like it was going to break.
【···Yuil.】
After regaining consciousness to some extent, Yuil felt his right arm going numb. When he turned his stiff head to the right, he saw Malang lying on his arm.
‘···.’
Yuil carefully lifted the dog’s face.
Okay.
Malang fluttered his arms in the air and closed his eyes.
Yuil, who was looking into the black eyes, slowly stood up. And he washed his face with dried tears in the bathroom.
【Are you okay, Yuil?】
‘no.’
Of course it wasn’t okay.
It simply didn’t feel like a dream. Every step she took was as heavy as wet cotton, and the muscles in her entire body were stiff due to tension.
‘···.’
When Yuil didn’t say anything, Bwin continued.
【Excessive use of ‘background painting’ may cause fatigue, hypoxia, headache and chest pain, and ‘sleeping’】
Bwin continued his explanation, but it wasn’t really paying attention.
In summary, the more the background picture is used, the more difficult it is to get out of the background picture and fall asleep.
【···When you fall into ‘sleep’ due to the background image, Bwin cannot intervene in any way.】
Yuil gritted his teeth.
I knew it was a dream.
‘···SiX.’
However, I could not calm down at all.
.
.
.
Yuil ended up not being able to exercise in the morning.
After barely finishing his walk with his dog, Il-il received a call from Min Woo-jin and went down to the parking lot.
“···uh?”
Min Woojin opened his eyes and looked at Yuil.
“What’s going on?”
“···no.”
Yuil tried to smile.
“I just had a bad dream.”
“ah! “You had a nightmare.”
Min Woo-jin, who was rummaging through his pockets, handed Yu Il a chocolate.
“I also have nightmares often. I had a dream the other day where I was late for my schedule and the PDs broke me...! Ugh.”
Yuil, who was looking at Min Woojin who was truly disgusted, laughed a little.
“I’m glad though. “Because a dream is a dream.”
“···Yes.”
Yuil looked out the window and muttered.
“A dream is just a dream.”
He realized from a very young age that the human brain is capable of creating scenes that it has never seen before with terrifying precision.
He was only ten years old and attending classes at school when his parents died. Of course, all the scenes Yuil saw were just his imagination.
Yuil closed his cold hand and squeezed it.
“···Thank you, brother.”
“huh?”
“Honestly, even if I know it’s not real, it’s still just as scary every time.”
However, Yuil had no intention of giving up on background art. He couldn’t deny that it was the most helpful practice for him when it came to acting. 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Since it was like this, I had no choice but to get used to it.
“···It seems like your dreams were really disturbed.”
Yoo Il looked at Min Woo-jin, who was shaking his head, and raised the corners of his mouth.
And a few minutes later, the car driven by Min Woojin arrived at the JJ Entertainment underground parking lot.
As I entered the practice room, I saw the friendly faces of the staff.
“Mr. Yoo Il, are you here?”
“Then shall we get started right away?”
Yuil nodded after taking a sip of bottled water.
The reason Yoo Il came to the company was to perform at a fan meeting.
Yuil relaxed slightly and opened his mouth.
[On days when the sky shines blue]
The song Yuil was singing was a famous song released by a singer who is also known as the queen of OSTs. It was also a love song that was often used as a congratulatory anthem a few years ago.
[When the white stars sing at night]
The vocal trainer looked at Yuil singing with his eyes shining. Due to his close relationship with Director Jang Jae-i, he often came to work whenever JJ Entertainment’s actors were needed, and he liked Yoo Il’s voice.
I also felt this during < Sing in High School>, but Yoo Il had such a good voice and fundamentals that he was an attractive vocalist even though his vocal range was not wide.
‘···But it has increased even more than then.’
The only catch was that Yuil’s condition didn’t look that good.
“So good. I think you just have to be careful to listen to the beat on stage and then go in...”
The vocal trainer looked at Yuil intently and asked.
“...But Mr. Yuil, are you feeling okay?”
“sure.”
Yuil answered the trainer’s question with a smile.
The process of preparing for a fan meeting felt different from acting practice. The thought of preparing a stage for the fans made me feel special.
More than anything, I felt like my mind was a little more organized while practicing.
And from that day on, time passed quickly.
The day when Han Yu-il’s first offline fan meeting was scheduled has arrived.
*
‘···under.’
The office worker swallowed his saliva as he looked at the long waiting line.
‘I haven’t gone to a concert since high school.’
The office worker boldly used up his annual leave for today. It was to see Han Yu-il.
It was worth buying a meal by asking a friend who had been an idol for a long time to buy tickets.
– Huh? Manager, are you going to Han Yu-il’s fan meeting? My younger brother is going there tomorrow too.
Yesterday, the words of a co-worker made me feel sad for a moment, but the office worker decided not to think about it any further.
‘I guess it’ll be okay since I came out with a reasonable amount of pressure.’
“Please enter!”
“Please enter slowly, one at a time!”
[One & Only]
The office worker, who was looking at the title of this fan meeting floating on the stage, sat down with a trembling heart.
The office worker didn’t know how an actor’s fan meeting was conducted, but he guessed that it would at least have a very different atmosphere from an idol concert. But as soon as the fan meeting started, he realized he was wrong.
“···!”
When everyone was waiting for Han Yu-il to appear.
Jeonju began to be heard beyond the empty stage.
‘uh?’
The office worker perked up his ears. It was a song that was familiar to the ears of office workers who were not familiar with popular music. Before the office worker could guess the title of the song, the first verse was heard.
[On days when the sky shines blue]
Those who realized the identity of the voice cheered in unison.
The person singing now was undoubtedly Han Yu-il.
‘oh my god···!’
The office worker’s eyes widened as he covered his mouth.
[When the white stars sing at night]
A soft voice echoed through the art hall. Fans who were cheering with joy soon began to appreciate his song.
‘···good night.’
I felt it in ‘Singinha’ as well, but the tone was really good. Before I knew it, the office worker began humming softly to the song.
[I can’t stop thinking about you]
[You may not know my heart]
The office worker, who was listening to Yuil’s song as if fascinated, tilted his head slightly.
‘Has the singing increased in recent years?’
I knew I was good at it originally, but even when I was good at it, I was too good at it.
[I want to make eye contact and talk]
After the first verse, the interlude played. At the same time, Yuil appeared from behind the stage. A cheer erupted as if they had been waiting.
“Yuil~!”
“Han Yu-il!”
Yoo Il, who went on stage, held the microphone tightly and looked around the audience slowly.
His unique eyes gradually deepened as he looked at his fans sitting in the audience. He looked around at the fans with all kinds of emotions on his face and slowly opened his mouth.
“···hello. “This is Han Yu-il.”
And so, Han Yu-il’s first fan meeting began.
