Beginning to the End

Youth dramas are made for the sole purpose of giving viewers nostalgia, at least that's what I think. Back then I don't really get why people miss these times since my school years are just filled with shoots and studying, but I think I kinda get it now.

There is a certain lightness that being back in school brings. It brings back memories to times where you have less worries and thoughts.

I thought that didn't really apply to me, but actually being back to school brings it to a different level compared to simply watching a drama.

It feels odd.

It's like the long time I spent in my past life was just a distant dream of ridiculous teenager.

Maybe it is, I don't know.

It feels so weird to wear a uniform again though. I try to look for words to describe it, but I can't really find any. Maybe the feeling of being Englishman in New York, that kind of thing. Except no one else can see that I am different.

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Like a protagonist of a youth drama, I'm being fashionably late to school.

Fortunately my middle school is quite close to my house and I still remember the location. Otherwise, I might as well take a peaceful stroll around town while I look for my school.

Running harder than I ever did, I tried my best to reach school.

And that would be an exaggeration, because I definitely did not run that hard. Can you blame though? I wasn't particularly enthusiastic about school.

I managed to get through the gates before it was closed, but now I am presented with another problem.

I can't remember for the life of me which class I belonged to.

How am I supposed to remember, it's been 10 years. I spent so much time outside school as well.

I barely even remember my classmates.

The only person I still keep in touch was my seatmate Bae Soohyun because we were particularly close.

I decided to text Soohyun about where my class was. It's the least embarrasing solution I could think off.

'Hyun-ie, I forgot the way to class ㅠㅠ. Can you tell me the way?'

Is that convincing enough? It makes me cringe to type like this. Should I just pretend to have partial amnesia? Whatever, I'll think about it later.

'Hana, did you forget again? Our class is next to the library, be quick! Mr. Han's lesson is the first subject today.'

Turns out, I have always been quite forgetful.

Mr. Han sounds familiar though.

I stopped a random student and asked for directions to the library.

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I reached my class, but the teacher has arrived already.

I knocked, bowed, and prepared to scurry off to my seat.

However this teacher seems to have some sort of grudge on me.

"Kim Hana, you're late."

He looked like he just caught a mouse on his trap, looking overtly pleased at my mistake.

Is this that Mr. Han?

I know this guy. In my past life he is convicted for sexually assaulting a few girls in this school.

"I arrived at school before the gates are closed, I arrived here exactly when the class is supposed to start."

"Unless you would like to count the microseconds, maybe you should stop wasting everyone's time and start the lesson."

I don't like that man's gaze. I've seen it too often in the entertainment industry. I guess it makes sense, he is a predator after all.

To do it or not to do it?

"Tsk, you have no respect for anyone don't you? A person like you would never succeed."

"You have horrible grades and terrible attitude. You want to become an actress? Your only hope is the unspoken rules."

Wow, this bastard is too much. He's saying all that in front of these kids.

"For someone who got here through unspoken rules, you sure like to talk."

I turned towards my classmates, giving them a grin. I turned around and left the class at once.

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Maybe I shouldn't have been that impulsive, but he's about to get arrested for embezzlement and sexual assault. I remember hearing about it while shooting Spring Breeze.

It's more on the embezzlement rather than the sexual assault that got him though.

I remember he got done in for a long time because our school heads are particularly furious about him. He was on news and all that.

Well, there is no need to worry about a ticking time bomb. I might as well prepare for my character, I'd rather not embarass myself even though I wouldn't be acting much after this.

Hmm, what would be a great spot to practice acting?

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Unbeknowst to Hana, the ticking time bomb is exploding faster than it was in her previous life, thanks to her actions.