A Lovely Happiness In Summer
#Prologist
..."Even I'm heavier than a female panda."...
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“Cut!”
With a loudspeaker, the director shouted. He clapped his hands after the scene at the amusement park was completed.
“Good work! Immediately pack, we to the next location.”
A man ran after the crew brought equipment to the tent. The shadow of his body was right under his feet. Sweat runs, soaking up yellow skin that turns red. The man was covering the girl who was fanning her face. He saw a cell phone. In another hour, the weather forecast reported temperatures would reach the highest peak, 40.1 °C. He glanced at someone behind him, a figure in a panda costume.
“We go to the tent only. I can burn if I stand here too long,” said the girl.
The man nodded, then left hesitating. On the other hand, a figure in a panda costume unfolded his body cover. The sweat in the corner of the eye made his vision slightly twitched. He wiped his face, staring at the cloudless sky which made his eyes narrow. Even though he was a little limped, he was still able to walk.
Not far from where he stood, a group of children ran towards the ice cream shop, five steps next to the tent. He saw them prancing around after the ice lumbers made it into his mouth. A boy came up to him, laughing without sin.
“Nuna[1], why are you so fat? Your cheeks are like pandas!”
The girl pecked, dropping the head costume she was about to wear.
Then a woman approached them, talking to the boy. “You can't be like that! That's not polite. Apologize now!”
The woman smiled awkwardly, then took her son bowing together. “Im sorry my son.”
The girl is still silent. Several times the woman called out to him, but he was still swept away in the frenzy of chatter of park visitors who filled his hearing. The girl's consciousness returned after the mother
give up the costume that had fallen.
“One more time, forgive my son,” said the mother.
“It's okay. He's a sweet kid.” The girl smiled. “I have to go back to the tent, we
must move filming location.”
The girl left the boy and the mother. She could hear her mother talking again.
The girl closed her eyes. The heat crept up to the crown. Those words were like the buzz of an insect he wanted to destroy immediately. With a gontai move, he entered the tent. Costumes lined up in hanging cabinets. The crew brought the firelight back and forth. Some also began to dismantle the right side of the tent. Someone patted the girl on the shoulder after taking off her entire costume.
“Yeoreum-ah[2], are you okay? I've been worried about you since. You can breathe
in that costume?” tanyanya whispered. The girl nodded, then stuffed the costume into the cardboard.
“You know, Hana, that famous pretentious new artist really sucks. He told me to buy shaved ice and now ask to be replaced with a soda. I'm going crazy working with him! If it wasn't for the college assignment, I wouldn't want to be her baboon!” Jung Hyunseok—lelaki who was talking with Yeoreum— resumed the speech. “Really I want you to soon become a famous artist. I promise to be your assistant for life!”
Yeoreum smiled faintly, then Hyunseok handed him a can of cold drink. “Do not get dehydrated. Sorry, I have to go back to Hana. See you.”
Yeoreum looked at Hyunseok's distant back. The girl walked over, approaching the television next to her body-high makeup glass. The host reported the news of the rescue of a female panda that a month ago was found dying in the forest due to poaching. The panda has grown healthy, weighing up to 75 kilograms.
The news should be fun. However, it changed like the news of death in Yeoreum's ear. Instantly her gaze turned on the makeup glass. The reflection of a round-faced, wide-hiped girl with fat protruding on her belly and thighs made the girl clench her hands. He laughed wryly.
“Even I am heavier than a female panda.”
Tears began to flood Yeoreum's face. She was crying without a sound. The point is pointing to the mirror. The reflection of a skinny girl wearing a red dress looks so obvious. His fingers followed the girl's movements.
“The waist is very small.” Yeoreum muttered, then went back down the girl's body until it stopped
on limbs. “Beautiful level feet.”
Yeoreum crumbled, her body slumped to the floor until the whole tent saw. However, the low boisterous surrounding her was already meaningless as the girl was deafening. He stared blankly at her reflection, dissolving the hate-changing sting.
“I want to kill you ...”
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[1] A term for the older sister of a younger man.
[2] A suffix used to call familiar peers or younger ones as a form of informal conversation. It is used to call names with the final letter of a consonant.