Life, Once Again! Chapter 733

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Chapter 733

Wednesday, 23rd of November, 2005. Maru left his house while listening to the goodbye of the news presenter. The bag that would usually contain his script was filled with chocolates and yeot[1]. In his hands were insulated water bottles that contained warm barley tea.

“Yeah, I’m on my way there.”

He got on the bus as he picked up the call he got from a junior. Although it was the same morning bus, the composition of the people inside was a little different today. There was a student muttering something while looking at the notes in his hands, a girl clasping her hands as though she was praying, as well as a student who was reading a textbook without holding the handle on the ceiling. The bus filled with students proceeded very slowly as though the driver had no intention of stepping on the brakes. The road leading to Suwon station, which would usually be crowded with cars during rush hour, was empty like the red light district during early dawn on a Tuesday.

Maru pressed the bell. The beep made some of the students flinch and look outside the window. On the day of the CSAT[2], all students would become meerkats. They left the bus and walked towards their designated school. The weather was so cold that wearing a thick jacket wasn’t enough. He could hear the news presenter’s comment: today will be the coldest day of the year yet.


Aram waved her hand. There wasn’t a flashy blow-up balloon in front of the newly opened restaurant. A parent, who was rolling a Buddhist rosary in her hands, looked at them for a moment before starting to pray again.

“Today’s really cold.”

“It’s the cold wave.”

Maru looked at a desk in front of the school gates. This was a desk that was used in the acting club. Behind was a flagpole that they used during a play, and on it, was a flag that when opened read ‘Park Daemyung, Kang Dowook, Pa.s.s and get into Seoul University.’ Around that line were small lines of encouragement. This was the work of the juniors at the acting club.

“s…o…b..e, you’re here.”

Jiyoon appeared with her nose bright red.

“You’re really devoted.”

Maru poured some of the barley tea for Jiyoon and Aram. Only after grabbing the warm paper cup in her hands did Jiyoon look better.

“Where’s Bangjoo?”

“The convenience store. He went to buy some food.”

“You guys didn’t eat anything?”

“Yes. Somehow, things turned out like that,” Aram said as she tapped on her stomach.

Maru put his bag down on the desk. On the other side of the gates were students wearing uniforms of another school, holding a basket. It seemed like they were also juniors who had come to cheer for their seniors.

“Why aren’t you taking CSATs, s…o…b..e?”

“Because I don’t have to.”

“But Dowook-s…o…b..e is taking it.”

“For him, you won’t know what will happen in the future. Even if he succeeds his family business, it’ll be better if he could go to a good college if possible.”

Maru wiped under his nose. He felt like the weather had gotten colder even though the sun went up.

“Gah, it’s so cold!”

Bangjoo appeared with a plastic bag in hand. Maru waved at him.

“Ah, right. I forgot yours, s…o…b..e.”

“I’m fine. You guys can eat. I had breakfast.”

“We can’t do that. Have half of mine.”

Bangjoo split the hoppang[3] in half and gave half to him. When Maru thanked him for it, he found Aram and Jiyoon each giving him a half as well. Maru smiled and told them to eat.

Bangjoo sat down next to him.

“You don’t come to school after CSATs, right?”

“It’ll be a month of employment experience[4], so no.”

“Can’t you come?”

“What kind of terrible thing are you talking about?”

“Come to school and practice with us.”

“Why don’t you let us go already?”

Maru looked at his watch. It was just past 7:30. It was around this time that cars and taxis started flocking in front of the school. Students who got off with their parents held each other’s hands until the front of the school before going inside.

“Good luck Irim High! s…o…b..e-nim, good luck on the tests and get great scores!”

The students outside started cheering loudly. The 3 years, no, 12 years of education[5] will be evaluated on this single day. It was the peak of unreasonability, but there was no way to go against the st.u.r.dy system. Maru looked at the backs of all the students that went inside and prayed that they gained just as much as they had prepared. Not more, not less.

“Hey, tuna.”

Maru called out to a cla.s.smate of his that appeared in front of the school. This boy came alone and had a vague smile on his face. He took out some of the chocolate and yeot from his bag and gave it to him.

“Good luck.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

Maru prayed again. He hoped that the G.o.d that gave him the big middle finger was kind to the people around him. He hoped that that boy got more than he prepared for the exam. Arms could only bend inwards, and it was the greed of humans to wish for those closest to them to do better than complete strangers. He handed out yeot, chocolate, and warm tea to everyone he knew.

“s…o…b..e-nim! Good luck!”

Bangjoo’s cheering was a freebie. He had a voice equivalent to ten people outside. Maru’s friends, who were encouraged by a junior they’d never seen before, seemed rather taken aback, but they all waved their hands above their head with smiles as though they found it a relief that someone was cheering for them.

“Do you think that helped?” Bangjoo asked.

“More than enough,” Maru replied.

It was 7:48, and the cheers and prayers became even louder. Just then, an unexpected person showed up.

“Why are you here, oppa?”

Bada appeared wearing a yellowish-brown scarf. The juniors sitting next to him all fell silent at the same time. Maru rested his chin on his hands and spoke,

“Why do you think I’m here?”

His sister had armed herself from top to bottom with fas.h.i.+onable clothing and makeup. It was to the point that Maru would have a hard time recognizing her if he came across her in a crowded place. Bada did not hold back her awkwardness. Maru saw a sense of embarra.s.sment hiding behind her expression. He looked at the paper bag in her hands. Inside was a scarf and a hand-written letter. Of course, both yellowish-brown.

“Don’t look.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t have the talent to unsee what I’ve seen.”

Bada’s lips twitched and she rolled her eyes at him before exclaiming out in surprise. She probably read the big banner of encouragement.

“Dowook will be here in a little bit so wait.”

Bada nodded obediently. Maru went over to his juniors and told them that she was his sister. Bada approached the three of them with a gentle smile on her face.

“h.e.l.lo there. I’m his sister.”

“Dowook’s gf, by the way,” Maru added.

He got hit on the back of his head as the price for that. He rubbed his aching head and looked at Bada before turning to look at the juniors. Their faces were colored with shock.


“So there is a person who can hit you on the back of the head,” Aram said.

Jiyoon quickly nodded. Bangjoo looked at Bada in displeasure but turned his head away when they met eyes.

“She is your sister alright. Her eyes are just….”

Maru smacked Bangjoo on the neck with a hand-knife gesture.

“It’s cold. Drink some of this.”

He gave her some barley tea. Bada accepted it without a fuss and drank it. During that opportunity, he looked inside the paper bag once more. Next to the rolled up scarf was a small insulated lunchbox.

“I was wondering what you were up to in the kitchen last night.”

“Mind your own business.”

“I’ve never got something like that even though we live under the same roof, yet Dowook gets one, huh.”

He expected Bada to grumble, but unexpectedly, she just hesitated and didn’t say anything. She seemed rather embarra.s.sed. Maru had the urge to tease her more, but he decided not to since his sister might use the insulated lunchbox as a weapon if she lost her reason.


Bangjoo raised his finger. A blue 1t truck was approaching. It was the vehicle that helped them out during the national acting compet.i.tion. The truck stopped in front of them. The first one to get off was Daemyung. Following him, Kang Soojin and Kang Dowook both got off the truck.

“You’re having a hard time thanks to these two,” Maru said.

Soojin shook her head with a smile.

“Oh! It’s that unni I saw at the hospital. Am I right? Do you remember me?”

“Ah, you were Maru’s sister, right?”


“It’s nice to see you here. Your name was Bada, was it? I’m not sure if I remember properly. It was two years ago.”

“You’re right, I am Bada.”

Bada smiled as she looked at Soojin. During the winter of his first year, when he got crushed under the burning set, Soojin came over to visit him in the hospital and Bada happened to be there. Bada had a really good memory if she could remember a brief meeting that happened 2 years ago.

After exchanging greetings with Soojin, Bada smiled at Dowook standing behind her. Maru felt chills run down his spine the moment he saw that. That was beyond hypocrisy. The epitome of acting lay here.

“But why are you here?”

“He’s my brother. But you two look like you know each other?”

Soojin pushed Dowook’s shoulders and brought him in front of her. Bada widened her eyes in a fl.u.s.ter.

“Ah, uhm the thing is….”

Just as Bada was about to start talking in an alien tongue, Dowook, who stood in front of her, grabbed her hand.

“She’s my girlfriend.”

Maru resented his hands for not taking out his phone quickly enough. The expressions the three people made were masterpieces that he had to send down to the later generations as an heirloom. Soojin became even more fl.u.s.tered than Bada.

Maru called out to Daemyung, who was dazing out next to them.

“And here’s the person who’s going to take care of you.”

Having discovered Jiyoon, Daemyung walked over stiffly. Even though they’d been dating for more than a year now, the two still became shy in front of other people. Maru looked at the two couples in front of him before turning his eyes to Aram and Bangjoo.

“Why don’t you two start dating as well?”

“With Bangjoo? I’d rather live with a bear.”

“s…o…b..e-nim, you crossed the line there.”

The two juniors seemed triggered. Maru poured some barley tea and handed it out to everyone.

“Alright, you can whisper your love when you feel down after taking the tests. I can’t bear to keep watching.”

Dowook smirked and downed the barley tea in one gulp.

“I’m going to guess all the answers and then sleep[6].”

“Since you’re taking it anyway, you should solve them seriously. This is why people from wealthy households are no good.”

Maru slapped Dowook’s back and wished him good luck. Dowook crossed the gates after taking the bag that Bada handed him. Daemyung also stood in front of the gates with the gifts that Jiyoon prepared for him.

“Now, you, though, need to do really well on the tests.”

“That puts a lot of pressure on me.”

“Don’t feel pressured by just that. CSATs are nothing compared to learning what production is like. Just take it slow and think of it as stepping through a door. You should do well so that you can take some money out of our president’s pockets.”

Daemyung smiled, saying ‘yes’. Maru ma.s.saged his shoulders.

“Good luck.”


The juniors, who were waiting at the back, waved the banners they wrote.

“Good luck!”

Dowook, who was waiting inside, took Daemyung and walked inside the building. Maru stood in front of the gates and looked at the two.

“This is how a parent must feel, huh.”

“It’s not like you had any kids,” Bada said.

Maru faintly smiled.

“Oh, I guess you didn’t know, but I had a cute daughter.”

“What are you on about now?”

Bada waved at Dowook, who walked inside the building. Even Dowook, who was awkward when it came to expressing his feelings, couldn’t ignore her, so he created a heart with his arms above his head.

“What the.”

This time, he wasn’t late. On his phone screen was Dowook in that terrible posture, but it was a smiling Dowook.

“Are you okay, oppa?” Bada asked suddenly.

“With what?”

“With not taking the tests.”

“I don’t need to.”

“You’re really okay, right?”

“I have my hands full as it is. I don’t have any time to take tests.”

“Well, if it’s like that, then I guess it’s good. I was slightly worried that you might be depressed, but I guess I did that for nothing.”

“You just worry about yourself. There are only two years left.”

“I know that too, you know?”

After grumbling, Bada spoke in a small voice,

“But still, you worked hard.”

Maru turned around to look at Bada. She shrugged before walking over to Soojin. There was a gentle smile on her face as though she was interacting with her mother-in-law.

“s…o…b..e, let’s go get breakfast!” Bangjoo said while rubbing under his nose.

Maru faintly smiled and said, ‘let’s go.’

[1] Traditional Korean candy. Wikipedia for more details.

[2] Every year, the day of the CSAT (College Scholastic Ability Test: basically college entrance exams) is considered a holiday, well, except for the examinees. People don’t work, or the work hours start late; students don’t go to school on this day; and heck, even planes don’t fly at certain hours. Also, this day becomes magically cold every single time. It’s like a whole 5 degrees centigrade colder than the day before. Examinees are a.s.signed to go to a different high school, not their own schools to prevent cheating, to take their tests. This is why the next line mentions ‘designated high schools’.

Also, on this day, you’d see news like ‘a policeman took an examinee to their exam venue’ and stuff like that. EVERYONE looks out for examinees on this day.

[3] White bun with hot bean paste inside. Wikipedia for more details

[4] Not entirely sure what this is, but since Woosung High is an engineering-focused high school, it’s likely that there’s a school program where students can experience what the field is like. It should be something similar to an interns.h.i.+p.

[5] 6 years of elementary school + 3 years of middle school + 3 years of high school

[6] CSAT questions are multiple-choice questions because it makes it a lot easier, and fairer to check the answers for more than 500 thousand people that took the tests this (2005) year. That is why there’s mention of ‘guessing’.

There are also people who don’t take the exams seriously, even though it costs money to partic.i.p.ate (like Dowook here) because: 1. They do so in order to set a lower average for others by getting a low score (the results are relatively graded). People that do this usually do so because they already have a secure future, or have guaranteed entrance into a college already; 2. There were various perks(?) that you could get if you visited some businesses with your exam card after the tests. For example, a gym or a swimming pool might have a discount for examinees; 3. They just live without thinking (I’ve personally seen people like this). Though, for number 2, it’s my personal experience (I took the test in 2014), so I can’t say whether or not the same things existed back in 2005.

Life, Once Again! Chapter 732

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Chapter 732

“Good, cut! That was a good run.”

Seventeen times. Only after she ran the distance of 50 meters seventeen times repeatedly did the cut finally end. She found it hard to even sit down and calm her breathing. She wanted to lie down.

“Good job.”

Maru handed her a bottle of water. She was going to say ‘you too’ back to him, but she couldn’t say it because someone from the staff approached her and covered her shoulders with a blanket.

“It’s pretty chilly today, so you have to watch out for your body temperature.”

“Yes, unni,” she said to the staff member with a smile.

At first, she found it awkward that someone was looking after her even though she didn’t ask for it, but she became used to it after experiencing it a couple of times.

“Kim Yuna, Han Maru.”

Producer Jayeon called out to them. Yuna stood in front of the monitor. The footage they shot just now came up on the screen. The way she smiled brightly while running didn’t look awkward at all. When she saw how she glanced back from time to time to look at Maru, she even felt a little proud.

“Both of you, remember this feeling and take it to the next act. If we want to show the change in the cold and indifferent Yoon Jihae and the rather insensitive Park Haejoon in a short time, we must not miss trivial details like this. I’m going to have to dissolve two couples and one man’s worth of story in four episodes, so we don’t have that much leeway, understand?”


“Cool off and fix your makeup. We’re going to continue right away. We actually have a lot of time left because it ended earlier than I expected, but we can’t have you putting down those emotions.”

Yuna left her face up to the makeup director[1]. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, she saw that Maru was sitting next to her. The way he was reading his script while getting his makeup touched up made him look like a stereotypical pro. She thought about doing it herself and opened the script she placed next to her and lowered her gaze.

“Yuna, raise your head a little.”

She quickly said yes and took her eyes off the script. She tried to read the script, but she couldn’t stay still due to the makeup director. Can you open your eyes? Turn your head a little? Smile a little? She finished getting her makeup done after changing the position of her head as well as her expression according to the makeup director’s words.

“You go take care of that side. I’ll take care of this place.”

The person putting makeup on Maru grabbed their makeup tools and walked over to where the background actors were upon hearing the words of the makeup director. Yuna looked at Maru, who had been getting his makeup done while reading his script quietly for a while. He still had his eyes fixed on the script and muttered his lines from time to time. The makeup director took out some concealer. It seemed that she was going to cover up the blemishes on Maru’s chin.

Yuna thought that the makeup director would tell him to raise his head. After squeezing out the concealer from the tube onto her pinky, the makeup director kneeled down. She lowered her eye level and applied the concealer on his chin and cheeks before telling Maru that it was done.

“Thank you for your work.”

“I think we should leave the skin tone like this.”

“Yes, it’s not too catchy. I like it. Should we leave his hair like this?”

“It’s fine unless the director has something to say. It would instead be strange if it was too near after he supposedly ran with all his might in the scene right before. The character he’s playing doesn’t use any wax, so it’s fine to leave it slightly disheveled like that.”


The two college students standing behind the makeup director tied the makeup tools. Yuna heard that they were here to gain experience. Yuna looked at the makeup director who explained her ways to the students behind her. Both Maru and herself were reading the script, so why was it that she didn’t say anything to s…o…b..e? She met eyes with the makeup director, who was talking with a student. Yuna quickly lowered her head.

“You look like you’re dissatisfied.”

The makeup director approached her. Yuna quickly explained that it wasn’t like that.

“Then why were you looking at me like that? I’m a shy person, so I wouldn’t be able to get any sleep at night if someone looked at me like that.”

Yuna hesitated before starting to explain the reason,

“I was reading my script, yet you told me to lift my head, right?”

Hearing that, the makeup director seemed to have understood and nodded.

“So you felt it was unjust because I told you to move while I let Maru be?”

“No! It’s not like that. I was just curious about what was different between me and him.”

“I have one job. It is to put on makeup so that the actor’s charm is maximized. When I ask you to move your head, it is a justified request, right?”


“This ahjumma, you know, I judge a person’s style after looking at them. There are people who will move if I tell them to, and there are people who won’t. It would be much easier to put makeup on someone who obediently follows my instructions, right?”

“Then did you think that s…o…b..e won’t listen to your….”

“That’s not it.”

The makeup director interjected and looked at Maru, who was sitting a good distance away.

“Just like how my job is to put makeup on people, an actor’s job is to act. While I’m doing makeup work, if we consider the importance, of course I believe that acting practice takes priority. There are many people who can put on makeup, but there’s only one actor who can do the act. That’s why I tend to respect actors when they are focusing. If it’s something I can do by just taking a step further, then I will gladly do that. That’s the att.i.tude of a person who gets paid to put on makeup. It’s also the proper way to treat a pro.”

The proper way to treat a pro. Yuna closed her lips when she heard those words. She immediately understood what that meant.

“If I have to go through an overhaul, I would of course tell him to put his script down and lift his head, but if it’s just this much, I should not interrupt him if possible. Tell me if you don’t like my ways. I’ll fix it.”

“No, I’ll do better from now on.”

“Yes, you can also do that.”

She couldn’t retort at all.

Yuna faintly sighed before sitting next to Maru.


“Yeah?” Maru replied without taking his eyes off the script.

Yuna found him slightly hateful for not budging.

“How can I become a pro?”

“You’re a pro even now. You’re getting money from someone else’s pocket. That should be enough to be called a pro.”

“But there are differences.”


“I want to act like you, s…o…b..e. You know you’re the reason I started taking interest in acting, right?”

“You told me about it last time.”

“How can you act like that, s…o…b..e? If it was the others, they’ve practiced more than me and are older than me, so I can understand, but….”

“I’m actually much older than I look.”

Maru glanced at her before looking at his script again. Yuna felt the corner of her lips twitching. It was because she heard from the makeup director that she wasn’t like a pro, but more than that, the words she heard from Maru during the running scene became vivid again and made her tremble.

“s…o…b..e, are you uncomfortable with me?”

Use what you can – Maru told her these words just an hour ago. The moment she heard those words, Yuna understood the implied meaning behind them. Adding his actions of putting distance between them since morning, there was nothing more to think about. Maru probably wanted to tell her to get rid of unnecessary emotions.

“It’s not that.”

“You told me, didn’t you? That people’s emotions don’t go away so easily and that you understand me. You also told me that I can treat you comfortably until I calm down my emotions.”

Maru closed his script. The ice-clear eyes looked at her. Yuna swallowed a groan. He had the same eyes as her mother two years ago on the anniversary of her father’s death. Back then, her mother hugged her and Bitna and said this: Mom will definitely protect both of you.

“Yuna, you can insult me for being inconsistent. The words I said that day was a mistake on my part. It’s not that I didn’t mean it. I just changed my mind.”


“I’ll say this clearly. It still doesn’t matter whether you like me or not. I will not mind it in the future either. If you gain anything by harboring those emotions; if you can sublimate those emotions into something related to acting, it would be okay, but if you can’t, I can tell you that you’d be better off if you put an end to those emotions as soon as possible.”

“I know, I know it too. I know that I can’t like you. But you know what? When you acted like nothing was wrong when you told me that you couldn’t contact Gaeul-unni, I ended up misunderstanding. I thought that I may have a chance.”

“It’s my fault.”

It was a clean apology. It felt like the counter employee quickly apologizing for a payment mistake. It sounded so detached. She felt dazed. For a brief moment, she even thought that she was hated. Perhaps he found her annoying for being so persistent.

The relations.h.i.+p between her and s…o…b..e going wrong? She didn’t even want to imagine it. Leaving aside not liking her, she didn’t want to be hated. Yuna shook her head.

“No, I put that in a strange way.”

When she glanced at Maru’s face, she saw that it was frighteningly indifferent. She even got the feeling that talking to a wall might be a better idea. Did something happen to him over the past few days? It felt like someone completely different had taken the form of Han Maru and was standing in front of her.

At that moment, Maru lowered his frighteningly frosty gaze before lifting his gaze up again. A kind set of eyes had replaced it. It was the eyes of the s…o…b..e who lent an ear and a shoulder to cry on to a person he met for the first time.

“Sorry for being so indecisive. Sorry for not acting like an adult. Sorry for not being clear to you.”

“Stop apologizing to me. You did nothing wrong.”

Yuna lowered her head with her fists clenched. It was the first time. Maru understood and accepted the worries that she couldn’t even tell her mother about. She was touched by his words that soothed her wounds, and she gained the courage to face acting head on. The reason she got selected in this drama and could act in it was all thanks to Maru as well. Her mentor and her first love kept apologizing to her. Yuna felt a big sense of fear. She was afraid that they would separate for good just like this and that everything might come to an end between them. She felt like she wouldn’t be able to hold back her tears if they became like friends who said hi to each other but no more.

The reason she held back from crying loudly and clinging to him was because of the word ‘pro’ that the makeup director mentioned. She couldn’t inconvenience everyone here. She didn’t want to make the foolish mistake of ruining everything because she was swayed by her personal emotions. She was determined to smile and say that she was okay, but her lips twitched endlessly and she couldn’t do as she wanted to. Stop beating so hard heart – Yuna clenched her eyes shut.

She quietly breathed out. She had to show that she was okay.

“Uhm, s…o…b..e.”

When she opened her eyes, Maru was no longer in front of her. She found Maru looking at her from some distance away. Yuna blinked. She understood everything. This distance, this physical distance seemed to be representing the distance between their hearts.

She suddenly laughed. It was too easy. Even though she felt heart-shatteringly painful, even though she felt so agonized that her head was about to burst, she could control her emotions. Maru, who was watching her, gave her a nod before turning around without regrets.

Haa – Yuna sighed out. A tingling sensation climbed up from her toes. The moment the brain-shaking tremors died down, Yuna felt that her first love had come to a complete close.

“s…o…b..e, I’ll be off to the bathroom for a bit,” she said, her eyes clear.

Maru quietly took out some tissues for her. Yuna pouted but still accepted them. Her footsteps towards the bathroom became faster and faster. By the time she reached the building with the bathroom in it, she was almost running – Ah, today’s a day filled with running. Yuna abruptly opened the door and slammed it shut. She turned on the tap to full power and sat on the toilet after putting the cover down. Then she cried. She thought while crying: what do I tell the makeup director?

“This is what being a pro is about, huh?”

G.o.ddammit – she cried again after seeing the makeup on the tissue. A moment later, she laughed. She repeatedly switched between laughing and crying several times before standing in front of the mirror. Although her face didn’t look terrible because the makeup was thin, there were definitely places that had to be fixed up.

“Let’s do this, Kim Yuna. Tell’em who’s boss.”

She calmed down her expression before returning to the shooting location. It seemed that they were almost ready to shoot as some of the staff started restricting people from coming inside.

“You’re here?” Maru said.

“Yes, I’m here.”

Yuna replied firmly, to the point that it even surprised her. Her heart felt heavy, yet refreshed.

“Can you do it?”

“Of course.”

“Then please take care of me from now on.”

Maru reached his hand out. Yuna stared at that hand for a while before making a scissor shape with her fingers.

Scissor and paper; after looking at the two hands for a while, Maru smiled and retracted his hand.

“Please take care of me, s…o…b..e.”

Yuna said as she pulled her hand away.

[1] Here, the ‘director’ doesn’t mean that she’s related to the filming. She’s the director (or ‘headmistress’ in British English) of a makeup school that she runs.