A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 347

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 347

‘Did you really write that song for Jung Iseo of your own will?’

‘Hey, Jun. You think I would’ve written it because I was threatened by that bastard? If something comes, something has to go. He did the whistleblowing for me and got those disgusting bastards out of my sight, so this much is nothing.’

‘I see. Got it.’

The conversation I had with Gyeon Hajun a few days before the 7th anniversary interview before my regression came back to mind.

At the time, I thought he asked because it was surprising that I, who had refused even Rev’s producing, took on producing Jung Iseo’s solo song, but now that I know everything…

“Fine, let’s say I don’t know that bastard schemed to make me leave New Born. But even setting all that aside, shouldn’t you not do that? How could you readily agree in front of me to help that bastard who messed up both my life and your life!”

The puzzle piece that came into my hands turned into certainty along with Gyeon Hajun’s raised voice and finally fit into the empty space.

Even if there had been things building up from before, that incident was indeed what put the final nail in the coffin.

The Gyeon Hajun back then was so exhausted with me that he didn’t even have the energy to question me like this, and now he can explode at me like this because I changed the past.

Looking at Gyeon Hajun glaring at me while breathing heavily and showing his raw emotions unlike himself, my thoughts surprisingly weren’t about fear of cutting ties or growing distant.

Rather, I felt refreshed as if the shackles that had been binding me tight were released in an instant.

Finally, I could face Gyeon Hajun while letting go of the anxiety and distrust I had carried since debut.

“How did I endure until I talked with you in our early debut days, until you told me not to feel guilty. But why are you helping that bastard who was practically the cause of it all.”

Gyeon Hajun let out a bitter laugh filled with resentment and rubbed his face with his hands.

“I feel so disgusted I want to throw up every time I see that bastard’s face who tried to ruin my life, but why are you…”

“I’m sorry, Hajun. I was too thoughtless. I shouldn’t have only thought from my own perspective.”

I had been thinking that Gyeon Hajun would hate KICKS, who had badmouthed us behind our backs, more than Jung Iseo who came in as a parachute, just like I did. The sense of betrayal I felt before and after regression was directed solely at the other KICKS members excluding Jung Iseo.

So I thought Gyeon Hajun and I, who knew each other best, would definitely think the same way.

This premise itself was flawed.

That’s what provided the decisive trigger that split us apart before regression.

I didn’t know the detailed circumstances of how the parachute was inserted, and I thought Gyeon Hajun wouldn’t direct his resentment at the parachute individually because he was always mature and found answers I didn’t know.

Just like Kwon Yunseong saw me as the ideal Yoon Eden he thought of, I too had been seeing Gyeon Hajun as the ideal Gyeon Hajun I thought of.

It was the same reason why Seo Yehyeon, as a third party, was the first to notice that Gyeon Hajun’s trigger was Jung Iseo.

What I had overlooked was the fact that looking objectively from a step back and looking subjectively when it becomes your own business are bound to be different.

But if a story I didn’t know appears here, the story changes.

I understood why Gyeon Hajun didn’t bother to bring up the story of meeting Jung Iseo before leaving New Born and hearing shameless words from him.

Unlike before regression, we had been at odds with KICKS from the early days now, and Gyeon Hajun wouldn’t have known that I had been in contact with Jung Iseo.

“But…”

I spoke slowly while watching Gyeon Hajun’s face gradually regaining his composure.

“You could have at least said something, or pretended to stop me before I agreed to that bastard’s request.”

I was the one who pulled Gyeon Hajun’s trigger today, but Gyeon Hajun also had a chance to stop me before I pressed that trigger.

“Why do you just watch and then get disappointed on your own? You could have stopped me. If I had known that bastard did that to you, would I have agreed to such a request!”

Now the situation was completely reversed.

Even if I’ve become more perceptive about Gyeon Hajun’s matters, I’ve lived nearly thirty years without reading others’ moods – damn it, how am I supposed to know if you don’t tell me?

Did I have to hear about it from Choi Hyeonmin’s mouth, not even from you, Gyeon Hajun, after being played by that parachute bastard?

“Do you distrust me that much? Did you think that if you tried to stop me, I would take it as your petty whining and completely ignore the signal you were sending to agree to that parachute bastard’s request?”

Perhaps because I finally learned the reason, even the resentment from before regression got mixed in arbitrarily.

The hand that had reached toward Gyeon Hajun’s collar couldn’t quite grab it and helplessly circled around the area.

“Fuck, just say one word to me. You couldn’t say that one word and made me look like an idiot… If you had spoken up back then, I would have…”

The fist he barely lowered while clenching it trembled violently.

I was sick of both my past oblivious self and Gyeon Hajun, who had cut away the 10 years we had built up because he couldn’t say that one thing about that parachute bastard being the kind of scum who twisted and deceived our lives.

“It wasn’t that I didn’t trust you, but rather I trusted you too much. I naturally thought you and I would think the same way…”

I also hesitated at the words flowing from Gyeon Hajun’s stiff lips.

The things that should have aligned went astray and fell apart, so why the fuck do we only think alike about things like this? I realized there was no one to blame and laughed bitterly.

“Hajun. Gyeon Hajun.”

The three syllables of Gyeon Hajun’s name coming from my mouth felt strange. The listener also seemed to find it unfamiliar, blinking a few times before reacting a beat late.

“Let’s both admit it now. Yehyeon Hyung was right that we were too arrogant. No matter how well you know someone, you can’t know everything about them.”

During my slump period, I realized that Gyeon Hajun couldn’t be my complete understanding companion.

And today, Gyeon Hajun must have realized that I wouldn’t be his complete understanding companion either.

There were too many cracks in that ideal to continue the ideal best friend relationship where we understood everything without having to say it.

“Let’s stop treating that as something special and arbitrarily disappointing each other, and just let it go, us.”

Talking like others do and clearing up misunderstandings right away would be much better for both Gyeon Hajun and me. I had already seen the end of that special relationship.

Gyeon Hajun’s expression turned pale as if he understood my words as suggesting we cut ties.

“I wasn’t saying we should cut ties.”

“You’re saying we should become the same as everyone else…?”

“If you really can’t feel confident about our future relationship, then hit me once.”

Tap tap, I tapped my cheek with my finger and looked straight at Gyeon Hajun.

“If we exchange punches once each and find each other so detestable that we can’t even stand to look at each other’s faces, then our friendship was just at that level, no different from others.”

Ryu Jaehee’s voice could be heard from behind, stuttering as if he hadn’t expected the conflict to escalate this far.

“Ye, Yehyeon Hyung, shouldn’t we really stop them now? Those hyungs are really going to have a f-f-fistfight now!”

“No, just leave them, no, should we stop them? What should we do? They said they’d just exchange one punch each, so it should be okay…?”

“One becomes two and two becomes ten, you know.”

“Doby, why are you so calm…? This is a big problem, you should be making the biggest fuss and crying…”

“My mental strength has been reborn as the world’s strongest through extreme training and tempering with the evil spirit mmph.”

“Doby Hyung, if you’re going to talk nonsense, say it louder. Make those hyungs stop fighting by hearing your nonsense and losing interest.”

Listening to the nonsense coming from behind with one ear and letting it flow out the other, I declared war on Gyeon Hajun who was still standing there with a blank face.

“If you can’t do it, I’ll go first.”

Thwack-

Despite hitting Gyeon Hajun’s face with a punch that had as much force removed as possible, Gyeon Hajun staggered and sat down on the floor.

Huh, I really hit him with almost no force. Maybe the shock was big because it was his first time getting hit.

Gyeon Hajun didn’t argue with me, didn’t look at me with cold eyes, and just sat there with his head deeply bowed.

Shit, did I really just move up the timing of cutting ties by 4 years for nothing? Just as I was being overwhelmed by anxiety seeing Gyeon Hajun’s lack of reaction.

“Hey, you crazy bastard! How could you hit his face! Hajun! Are you okay-”

Gyeon Hajun, who got up with Seo Yehyeon’s support while rubbing his reddened cheek, gritted his teeth and threw a punch at me without giving Seo Yehyeon a chance to stop him.

Smack-

He hits pretty hard. I wiped the blood seeping from my split lip with the back of my hand and chuckled.

But this bastard Gyeon Hajun, I hit him with fucking minimal force, but he hit me with fucking maximum emotion.

“Kyaaaah! You crazy bastards!”

Seo Yehyeon let out a scream of shock and urgently blocked the space between me and Gyeon Hajun.

The guys who got hit were quiet, but the one who had just been watching the scene was making more noise.

I sighed and said a word to Seo Yehyeon, who was floundering around, unable to decide whether he should check on me or Gyeon Hajun.

“Hyung told us to have a round.”

It was definitely Seo Yehyeon who had advised us to have a big fight once, like we did with other friends. I just followed his advice as he suggested, so why was his reaction like that?

“I told you to raise your decibels or swear, not when did I tell you to punch each other in the face!”

“Same difference.”

“It’s different, man! It’s lucky we don’t have schedules for a few days, but think about having schedules with this face. What kind of talk would come out!”

“Yeah, I got it. But our conversation isn’t over yet.”

I swept aside Seo Yehyeon who was blocking us and stood in front of Gyeon Hajun.

Even though I had definitely pulled my punch, I tried hard not to look at Gyeon Hajun’s cheek, which was swollen bright red and giving me unnecessary guilt.

Twitching my eyebrows was just a bonus.

“How about it? Do you hate seeing my face so much that I should get lost?”

Gyeon Hajun, who had been staring intently at my split lip, smiled leisurely as usual and asked me.

“Want to go drink?”

“I guess it’s not to the point where you can’t stand the sight of me.”

Only then did I also relax my hardened expression and grin.

[Profanity detected.]

[Initial Heart Points -2]

I seemed to have spat out quite a bit of profanity in my excitement, but the system that tactfully waited until the fight was over and settled it all at once was quite touching.

You little bastard, now you’ve got tact and flexibility installed too!

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