I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 265

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Chapter 265

Even though she already knew the content, even though she had imagined it hundreds of times in her head, she couldn’t remain calm when seeing the perfect scene unfold before her eyes.

“Ah. This is so good…”

Her toes naturally tensed up.

“…I’m glad I fixed it.”

Writer An recalled 【The Great Garland】 before the revisions. Even up until the script reading, Huijae was set to know some Joseon language.

“I don’t know… other words.”

“You should say Joseon person.”

“Jo-seon… person.”

All kinds of people would have come and gone in businessman Hanamura’s house, and some of those he was close with would have been fellow pro-Japanese collaborators.

They would often use Joseon language. Conversations that would be awkward if the Japanese servants overheard would be conducted in Joseon.

But Han Yeoreum’s interpretation at the audition, a rookie actor without much filmography, made An Junmyeong hesitate.

It truly felt like she was being grabbed and shaken.

‘Even when I heard that bastard Gong Mujin had revised the scenario, I thought I wouldn’t give in.’

Writer An tried to stubbornly hold her ground, recalling Director Gong’s words from 【Faster Than Law】. After all, writers should have principles.

“It’s an excuse. To try talking to him.”

But with the symbolism of pear blossoms and the dialogue crafted to be interpreted as the preciousness of first love, she had no choice.

Han Yeoreum understood Huijae’s long-standing loneliness from the very bottom.

“I really am glad I fixed it.”

As soon as the script reading began, An Junmyeong had no choice but to change her mind.

She hoped that Huijae would be remembered fondly and admirably by everyone who would watch 【The Great Garland】.

That determination to somehow learn a strange and difficult language she couldn’t understand a single word of.

The young girl’s tenacious desire to exist with all her might.

That was truly a flower blooming in Joseon.

A new daisy.

“Do they have ハナビ (fireworks) here too? In Naichi, we always had them in summer.”

The Huijae that Han Yeoreum understood and An Junmyeong perfected didn’t ask about flowers first. This was an excuse.

The young girl’s subtle confession that she couldn’t quite say she wanted to explore the outside world with Taeseok.

“What… what did you say? What’s that?”

“Above the sky. Bang-! Bang-! Like that.”

“…Bombs, you mean.”

The boy didn’t understand at once and tilted his head. Even if he didn’t know the word for bombs, it was clear he didn’t understand what she was saying.

Huijae quickly shook her head from side to side.

“Pretty things. Sparkling. Bright and beautiful.”

“…I don’t know about such things. I’ve never seen them.”

What occasion would there be for such luxurious entertainment in Joseon? Taeseok felt awkward for no reason.

Often when conversing with the young girl, he would feel the gap in their lives.

“But I couldn’t attend either!”

“I couldn’t go either.”

“No one took me along.”

Huijae spoke indirectly once more. She pursed her lips, wanting to hear him say they should go together sometime since she had never been either.

But Taeseok didn’t say what she wanted to hear. He just nodded readily.

“And I saw something pretty in Joseon.”

Growing anxious, Huijae quickly changed the subject.

“Where?”

“On trees. When I looked outside from the car. It was so beautiful I was startled. But…”

If there were no fireworks in Joseon, she at least wanted to see together those pretty flowers she had seen on her first day arriving in Joseon.

“I わからない (don’t know). I don’t know that… if you おしえて (teach) me, I’ll be happy.”

Huijae’s heart grew impatient. She spoke earnestly, mixing Joseon and Japanese.

Soon the bell would ring from the port, and then the boy would leave.

“You want me to tell you the flower’s name?”

But this stupid, dense boy kept not understanding. Huijae spoke as if throwing a tantrum from frustration.

“…Yes. Very white, and きれいだった (it was pretty). No, pretty.”

“Must be apple blossoms.”

“…Really?”

What if it’s not that flower! What if we could go see this flower and that flower together and figure it out! Huijae asked with a sulky face.

The boy was just as flustered. He had immediately found an answer to her question, but he couldn’t understand why she was reacting this way.

“I don’t know either. How can I teach you about something I haven’t seen? It’s just a flower. You weren’t asking because you didn’t know what to call it.”

So his words came out bluntly. His heart was anxious, wondering if she was disappointed thinking he was an idiot who didn’t even know a single flower name.

Rich people grew some kind of flowers in pottery, and he was nervous about what to do if it was one of those.

He had seen them wiping weeds with fancy handkerchiefs several times, and if it was one of those, there was no way Taeseok would know.

Not knowing about things that go bang in the sky, not knowing about flowers, cold sweat ran down the boy’s spine at the thought of looking pathetic in front of the young girl.

“I know that too. (flower)… but it’s hard to say. I don’t not know. I want to know…”

Stupid, stupid, stupid, this stupid fool.

Huijae’s face became dejected. Her legs lost strength and she gave up standing on tiptoes.

When the white face disappeared into the wall, it was the boy who became anxious.

“Should I pick one for you later?”

All he could offer was something like this. A single flower blooming by the roadside.

Even after saying it himself, it felt shabby. It was when Taeseok’s heart felt empty.

“ほんとに (Really)?”

Pop. The brightly smiling face of the young girl appeared again over the wall.

“Well, there are plenty of white flowers. Apple blossoms, spirea, flowers you trip over everywhere are white. There are dozens of different kinds. Most of them look pretty similar…”

Taeseok answered hurriedly without breathing properly.

He was anxious that she might not show that face again.

He couldn’t understand why she was smiling like that when he had only said he’d pick a single flower for her.

Huijae’s hand suddenly came toward Taeseok over the wall.

Like that day when she told him her name.

Taeseok unconsciously placed his hand on that small hand.

They intertwined their pinky fingers so they wouldn’t break apart and pressed their thumbs together firmly like a kiss.

“But then it would be very, very much later?”

While holding hands, Huijae asked. It was a question about when he would pick that flower for her.

Taeseok’s head spun.

Holding the white, soft hand, he had the illusion that flower scents were coming from all directions. His nose felt dizzy.

“Even now flowers are everywhere, what do you mean later… Just going up the mountain, it’s covered everywhere, you can’t even count them all. Tomorrow I can finish my work and leave some here before I go. If you like flowers that much, I can come at night…”

“I want to see them.”

At Huijae’s words, Taeseok’s breath caught in his throat.

He couldn’t tell where she had learned such things.

All Taeseok could do was tense his other hand that wasn’t holding Huijae’s.

It must have been a simple statement about wanting to see flowers, but his heart pounded like a drum.

Because those words seemed exactly like saying she wanted to see him…

“Should I take you there?”

“Me?”

“Well, watching the sunrise from the mountain would be nice too, and there might be the flower you said you wanted to find among them. You have to see it with your own eyes to find it properly, right?”

Finally, the words she wanted to hear came from the boy’s mouth. Huijae shook their clasped hands vigorously.

“Tomorrow! Then please take me there tomorrow for sure!”

Clang-. Clang-. Clang-.

The bell rang from the port. Now it was time for Taeseok to go.

But their clasped hands remained stubbornly attached. The two held hands until the bell finished ringing.

Finally, when the bell could no longer be heard, Taeseok slowly loosened his grip.

When Taeseok sat on his parked bicycle, Huijae greeted him as always.

“Have a safe trip-.”

Clank, the boy who kicked the stand with his foot looked back before placing his foot on the pedal. He spoke like making a vow to the white face peeking out from beyond the wall.

“…See you again tomorrow.”

Then he stepped on the pedal and moved forward. Even without turning around, he felt like he could see the girl’s face.

Huijae waved her hand until Taeseok was no longer visible.

-Ah fuck I’m dying right now it’s so sweet my tongue is numb

-But how can this become a doomed love I mean… the two are in love right now? It’s so fucking beautiful?

-Just get married already, I’ll give you my blessing, damn it, don’t break upㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ At this rate we’re all gonna end up crazy

-I can’t stop laughing like crazy please let’s do 24 episodes with just our child actors

Then adult stories would disappear lol hahahaha

A worldline where Tae Seokhee’s lineage doesn’t continue is of no use to us

The drama’s frame rate is 24, so 1,440 images move per minute. Viewers watching 【The Great Garland】 captured every frame in their hearts.

They engraved every minute and second in their eyes without missing a single one.

The fire boards of every community were being replaced non-stop.

“Now, then-.”

Director Ja checked his watch. Now 30 minutes left of episode 3. The time had come for first love to ripen.

Director Ja recalled Han Yeoreum’s acting ability he saw at the audition.

Unforgettable memories sometimes take a person back to that time.

As if still living in that moment.

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