Chapter Three

Chapter Three

I drag myself back into the van and take a seat where I’d always stay in. Out of all places, Haebangchon? She could’ve chosen Itaewon, Daegu, Anjong, or Busan, and yet she chooses Haebangchon. The place I dreaded to go to. I wipe off the mist that covered the windows and gazed out to the crew, watching them take down all the equipment and loading them into some big truck. I then hear the door gently shift open. It was Yoojung. He took a seat right next to me. He seemed busy on his phone, so I didn’t dare to talk. He then turns it off and glances back at me. “Right…about the problem you’re in…” he says.

“Don’t worry. I guess it’s nothing really. At least it’ll give me a chance to talk with Junji for once.” I say. I clearly didn’t have any emotion. At least, I couldn’t show it. In reality, I felt dreadful. Dreadful that I’d have to see Junji’s damn face after realizing what he’d done.

“You sure?” Yoojung asks.

“Yeah! Very sure, in fact!”

“Alright then…”

The rest of the crew then came into the van, and we drove off. Off to someplace I never wanted to go to in the first place. By an hour and 30 minutes into the drive, I can already start seeing the abandoned church that I’d always go to as a little hideout. God…we were already getting so close to the main street. I was not ready. But I knew we’d be fine, as I would only be here for around two weeks. I then step out of the car and gaze out to the distance. I could see the beach from here. The beach where me and Junji had that one talk about what we think of each other. The beach where Junji had finally found me after he’d broken my wrist. Now I hate that beach. I glance at Jin Young.

“Where are we gonna film?” I ask. He then points out to the beach.

“Right…there” he said. Great. This can’t be just a coincidence.

“Oh…alright then,” I say, trying to act as normal as I could.

The crew walks down to the shoreline and set up the equipment where we were to film. As I gazed upon the distance, I could see Junji. Great. I thought. I could see him, just sitting there, on the warm sand as he gazes ahead. To where, I don’t know. Please don’t see me, please. I thought, rather desperate. But what I found odd was that he wasn’t with that girl he was always with. Maybe he just wanted some alone time? Who the hell knows. He then looks at me. “Fuck,” I silently muttered to myself as I flicked my gaze away from him.

Discreetly, I glance back at him, too see if he was still looking. He was. So, I decided to lock our eye contact. We both glared at each other, like we were ready for a murder. I then flicked up my middle finger in the air, and finally looked away. Who cares about what he thought? I started to lose faith in him anyway. Yoojung then takes a seat next to me, and tries to fix his gaze to where I was looking. He then glances at me. “You okay?” he asks.

“yeah. We’re good,” I say. “but…” I then point a finger over my shoulder, gesturing to Junji. Yoojung then looks behind me and notices Junji.

“Oh shit,” I heard him mutter under his breath.

“I know. Right?” I say.

We then hear director Jin Young call us from behind, asking us to prepare for the scene we were to film. Yoojung stands up and runs up to Jin Young. He then glances back at me.

“You coming?” he asks.

“Yeah. I’ll be there in a bit.” I say. I let out a deep sigh and look downward for a while. What did I get myself into? I thought. I then stand up and run off to Jin Young. Before I leave, though, I glance back at Junji. He looks back at me, but all I do is glare like I despised him greatly. And I wouldn’t say I was wrong, though. At that moment, I did despise him. I despised him for just leaving me like that. All alone for more than a year.

I ran up to the set. Everyone seemed to be ready, while I was the only one who’d just gotten there. I check myself in the mirror one last time, just to see if I looked alright. But I couldn’t tell, since there was no one there to tell me I looked perfect. Or just to tell me that I looked alright, at least. Since…that person was gone. Gone from my life. Not dead, but just. Gone. We then prepared for the scene. I had to stand still, watching out to sea dramatically. “3, 2, 1, action!” Director Jin Young said as I heard the gentle clap of the slate.

The wind blew softly against my face as I hear the gentle crash of the waves that flowed slowly to shore. In, and out. In, and out. The waves went. I had to get really into my scene to master this. I was sat on the cool, grainy sand, gazing skyward to the air. I feel a tap to my right shoulder. Kang Ji Hoon (Yoojung’s name for the show) . It wasn’t intentional, but it still caught my attention. “sorry,” he muttered, picking up a coin that fell to my right. He then looked at me, realizing that it was the actual “Jae Hyun” (my character for the show) who was standing right upon him.

“Oh, Jae Hyun…” he stuttered.

“Nice to see you after all this time,” I say, standing up to face him. “how’ve you been?”

“Good,” he says, dryly.

“Is that all the response I get? After 3 years of not seeing each other, that’s the kind of wording I get?” I say, annoyed.

“What else am I supposed to say? How much I’ve missed you after all this time? Well if it is, then just note that I didn’t miss you. Not even once.”

“Jeez, that’s harsh. Anyway, I’ll allow you to go do whatever you were gonna do. I must’ve wasted you’re time, right?” I say, patting him on the back to gesture him to go. Before be walks away, he looks back at me. “what?” I ask.

“Nothing…” I hear him murmur. He then walks away, head down.

“And…Cut!” Director Jin Young said. “good job, guys. You both did incredibly well this scene.”

“Wait!” I say, stopping Jin Young in his tracks. “can we see the footage first?” I ask.

“Yeah, sure! That would be a pleasure,” Jin Young says. He then brings out the monitor and connects the camera memory with it. The screen shows the starting scene we began with. I watched through each movement me and Yoojung made with great intent. I thought it could’ve been better.

“Can we…retry this scene? I feel like I didn’t do good enough,” I suggest.

“If you say so,” Jin Young said.

We then get back into our places. “take 2! 3, 2, 1, action!” Jin Young shouted from the back of the set. Once again, I sit right in front of the shoreline, watching out to sea. God…I hated this. I hated knowing that Junji could be watching me with my horrible acting. I took a discreet glance at where I thought Junji was, but he was gone. Thank God he was. I then feel the tap on my shoulder. Thinking it was Yoojung, I glanced down to look for the coin He was to drop.

“Sorry,” The person said. I picked up the coin and was about to hand it to this person whom I thought was Yoojung, but instead I was met face to face with Junji. It was like he knew the script and decided to replace Yoojung. Everything matched up too well.

“Junji?” I say in shock. I cautiously peeked back to the cameras. They were still filming. Why, though? This wasn’t part of the script, and Junji has absolutely no say in this show. I look back to Junji.

“Sorry if I disrupted your show,” he muttered. He then snaked his hand through mine and took back the coin he dropped. “I’ll get going now.” He immediately walks away from the camera, all the way to the edge of the beach. I stare to his direction. Where he was to go was something I hadn’t been aware of, but I felt like I didn’t need to be. But still I part of me wanted to follow him. I glance back to the crew.

“Umm, guys? Time out for a minute,” I say.

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