A Lovely Happiness In Summer
#5 Confidence
...“Don't give me any mercy! If you need to give hurtful words. I'll throw away all my frustration to lose weight!”...
...🌞🌞🌞...
A loud scream was heard after the ball slid into the goal. Yeoreum gasped for breath, stopping on the path of three running tracks adjoining the ball field. Thirty minutes and only two rounds he could make. Hyunseok was next to the girl. His face was expressionless along with the hand that folded in front of his chest.
“You gave up on the first day?”
Hyunseok's sentence made Yeoreum swallow. “Hya! Don't you have any compassion for me? I'm almost dead!”
Hyunseok. “Even dolphins have better memories than you.”
Yeoreum tipped an eyebrow. The frown on his forehead persisted for a few seconds. Then, the memory of talking to Hyunseok on the phone flashed.
“Don't give me mercy! If you need to give hurtful words. I'll throw it all away
my frustration to lose weight!”
The girl was very fiery, forgetting the state of the interlocutor who only slept for less than two hours.
The ball bounced out of the field, rolling close to Yeoreum's feet. The girl's consciousness is back. He gave the ball to the boy who was approaching.
“Thank you, Nuna,” said the boy as he bowed. Yeoreum only replied with a smile.
The boy passed the ball to his friend and Hyunseok cleared his throat.
“One more minute you have to start the third round. This is the last one, so try your best.”
Yeoreum pursed her lips after seeing Hyunseok running away from her. He sighed long, though,
follow my friend from behind. The man held back his energy, keeping his distance from getting too far. Although it felt like Yeoreum's lungs were always running out of space to hold oxygen, but he managed to complete the last round.
Hyunseok gave me a bottle of Yeoreum mineral water. In an instant the liquid ran out. They pulled over, berserked under the stands. The running track is still crowded. Longer daylight hours make people enjoy exercising close to dinner time.
Hyunseok wiped the sweat with a small towel. He came out of the stadium, then came back with a sheet of paper full of writing.
“I've created a special program for your diet.”
Yeoreum gawked as the paper was in her hands. A month-long schedule of weightlifting, cardio, and meal menus that he would repeat during the program, made the girl's life like the ghost of Casper wandering around.
“No rice? You must want to kill me!”
“Hya, you just don't eat white rice. We're just replacing your carbs with yams, potatoes, and brown rice. I didn't starve you to death!”
"Stay away. As South Koreans, we don't live without eating white rice."
Hyunseok spoke with his mouth tightly shut, slightly draining the cold in the area
nape Yeoreum. It seemed that the man was holding back emotions.
“A-Is there no special day? A day eating white rice?” ask Yeoreum carefully.
Hoseok sighed. “You love to read books, but why don't you see the meal schedule I gave you until it ran out?”
Hyunseok's index finger led to the kerta he gave Yeoreum. In the second and fourth weeks, Saturday and Sunday, white rice is listed as the main carbohydrate.
Yeoreum smiled awkwardly, forming a box while showing her neat rows of teeth. "Sorry ...."
Yeoreum went back to check the schedule. Now, he had finished reading carefully and realized one thing. "No alcohol?”
“If you want to be insulted again like a pig? I have no problem.”
Yeoreum hissed, blowing on the bangs that were starting to approach her eyelids. These were Hyunseok's most piercing words, but he wasn't angry at all. He understood that Hyunseok could speak like that.
“You really made the most of what I said last night.”
The girl again grumbled, looking funny. Hyunseok poked his lips, holding back a laugh. Her hand
moving to Yeoreum's head, ruffling the girl's wet hair. Their dark netra met, without a blink. Yeoreum was too stunned, not realizing Hyunseok had already stood up.
“I'll keep an eye on you. Donwload the calorie tracking app I recommended on that paper. You have to report every day the number of calories you eat to me. Don't try to cheat if you still want to be my best friend!”
Hyunseok's laughter airs and Yeoreum's daydream stops. He realized the man was happy to tease him. He was not in a good position, because he himself asked Hyunseok to be a mentor. An annoyed Yeoreum pursued the steps of the friend who had run away leaving her.
...🌞🌞🌞...
Yeoreum immediately ran over and thanked the courier. As soon as the courier came out, he immediately opened the package box. Barbels of various sizes, yoga carpets, sports clothes, and skipping straps are in sight. The girl smiled happily and began to move into her room.
"You bought all this?" ask Saerin.
Yeoreum nodded, carrying her things with great difficulty. Saerin immediately helped the princess.
"Are you really serious about losing weight?"
"Yes, Mom. I bought all this with my savings. I want to change for the better."
Arriving at the room, Yeoreum handed over the food menu schedule that Hyunseok had made to the mother. "Mom, can you prepare a meal for me according to this schedule?"
Saerin turned his head as soon as he saw the menus. Almost all the menus are not Yeoreum's favorite food. Boiled chicken breast, vegetable salad, to low-sugar fruits.
Yeoreum looked back at her mother, waiting for an answer. "Why is the food so little?"
"That's called a calorie deficit, ma'am. Mother, don't worry. Hyunseok has created the program. And the nutrition of the food won't make me slack. I know, right, Hyunseok has been exercising a lot. He must have understood a good diet."
Saerin sighed. "alright. I'll shop later for your dietary needs. But, if you're hungry, you're gonna have to tell Mom, yeah."
"I won't go hungry. Believe it."
Saerin nodded, then he said, "Then I go to the supermarket first. Take care of the house."
Yeoreum smiled, then began to be busy organizing her sports equipment. He picked up, then started writing encouraging words there. When finished, he attached the paper to a 5-kilogram barbell.
...Yeoreum will become a famous actress!...
"I'll make it!" yoreum exclaimed excitedly.
...🌞🌞🌞...
Week pass. Coinciding with the end of summer holidays. First day of the new semester. This year Hyunseok and Yeoreum took many of the same courses.
In the course of this one week, it was not that easy to run a diet. It was like Yeoreum's body was being torn to shreds. Moreover, if the weight training schedule to tighten the muscles of the lower body. If he did not remember the insults that had been thrown at him, Yeoreum would have given up. Not to mention the taste of chicken breast with a little spice, it really made him want to vomit.
Like this time, lunch time and waiting for the next class. Hyunseok accompanied as they were going to undergo the same class, writing the play script. Lessons Yeoreum didn't really like. Because he himself felt unsuitable behind the scenes. However, being a tataer student not only learns good actors on stage, but he also has to learn about things to make a whole performance, including how to make a script. Of course that's the important part. What would an actress look like if there was no script?
"Your mother is very kind to make provisions for me" Hyunseok said.
"I'm always grateful to have a mother like her."
Yeoreum started chewing on his chicken breast. It felt like his teeth were about to fall out from chewing the chicken breast for too long. However, he seemed to lose the ability to feel due to eating these diet foods.
Hyunseok, who was watching Yeoreum, lightly ruffled the girl's hair.
"Remain. I know you can."
Yeoreum nodded, then drank some water to help her swallow the food. He also changed to eating cucumbers to give a different taste in his tongue. At least, cucumbers are watery and more refreshing than boiled chicken breast.
"Yeoreum-ah," said Hyunseok. "Saturday I can't keep you running" he said.
"Why?" ask Yeoeum.
"I started part time teaching dance at My Beat Dance Studio, near my house. You know, right?"
Yeoreum knew the place, but she did not understand why Hyunseok had to do part time. Isn't Hyunseok's family okay? They live in a nice house. As far as Yeoreum knew, Hyunseok's mother was still working even though her father had long since passed away. Hyunseok's father's legacy insurance was still enough to finance their family until graduation.
"You got a problem?" ask Yeoreum.
The man paused for a moment before replying, "No. I just want to teach dance. You know, right, I do love to dance,"
Hyunseok put on a smile that made Yeoreum more relieved. "Ah, of course. No problem."
"alright. You should still send me your rehearsal video. I don't want you cheating!" hyunseok said while letting out a laugh.
"Yes, Jung Hyunseok! You're a real bitch. You think I'm that cute?"
Hyunseok laughed again, but the corners of his eyes were watering, and Yeoreum was completely unaware of that.