The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Spirit! The spirit! One-two! One-two!" Mikail flapped both of Cheri's arms.
The drama went well, Cheri thought as Rafael rushed off the stage.
But I still feel like there's something different.
Ah, nevermind! He encouraged himself. The important thing is that the drama can go well, he told himself. Whatever happens, I can't be discouraged!
As soon as Rafael stepped off the stage and passed him, Cheri developed his smile at the man in a calm manner.
Rafael stumbled behind his mask.
Mikail confronted Rafael after Cheri took the stage. "Can I talk to you for a second?" He asked Rafael.
Then they both disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Cheri had been standing for quite a while behind the scenes of the zanaves.
Cyzarine continued to seize the dialogue that was supposed to be part of Cheri. "I can't understand myself…"
I don't like being locked up behind the scenes. I'm going out! Chery decided. If he pushes me, I push him back. If he doesn't care about my dialogue, I'll scream with all my might. Surely that's okay, right? Because our role is contradictory.
"From day to day, if I don't hear that heavy voice of the Bad Appearance, if I don't see that terrible figure, I feel very lonely. I think I'm really in love."
"That's not love!" Cheri stepped out. "You can't love, Beautiful!"
Whoa! Cyzarine. I don't think I'd dare show up again, she said in her heart. I salute you a little, Cheri Dutchskova!
"You hate me so much" continued Cheri.
"Yes, I hate you so much!"
"I am your heart, your faith. A person who cannot love himself cannot love another!"
Cyzarine gulps.
"You're never honest with yourself. That's why there's no precious thing you want and no interesting thing you want to do. You said you wanted roses just because your father wanted them to love you, even though you didn't want them. You feel lonely because the Bad Look always serves you and meets your needs. In your heart there is never any feeling of love. You said it because you knew the Ugly One could see your heart."
"Wait a minute!" Cyzarine.
I won't let you cut off my dialogue again, ' said Cheri. "You always do! Pretend to be kind, be a good boy…"
I enjoyed this dialogue, Cheri thought satisfied.
I love the Beautiful Shadow!
"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Cyzarine yells.
BRUK!
Cheri pushed Cyzarine. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit to yourself, but you will lose the Ugly One, because I can freely take over this body at will!"
Cyzarine did not reply. Just freezing with a pinched heart. He won't give up, he thought. The more suppressed he became, the more rebellious he became!
Meanwhile…
In front of the cellar, Mikail stopped and turned to Rafael. "I wanted to apologize in advance. Actually, it's not that important" he said. Then insert the lock, turn it around and open the warehouse door.
Rafael frowned and tailed behind Mikail. "Is this about Cheri?" He asked after they were in the barn.
"Yes" Mikail replied, slipping both hands into her pants pocket.
"What did he say?" Rafael curious.
"He said.." Mikail hung up her sentence and bowed.
Rafael watched him with squinted eyes.
"Say you are not Rafael" continued Mikail, then turned around, rushed towards the door, and turned to look at Rafael. "I think so, too," he said as he snatched the door handle.
Rafael. "You want to lock me up?" He asked with a challenging face.
Mikail chipped out and pulled the door.
But Rafael lunged at him and slipped one foot before the door closed, then grabbed Mikail's shoulder and pulled her back inside. Then punched.
BRUK!
Mikail landed a fist in Rafael's stomach at the same time.
Rafael staggered and bowed holding his stomach.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you because it's Rafael's body!" Mikail turned towards the door, but Rafael managed to scuttle his leg.
BRUK!
Mikail shrieked stifledly and looked at him.
"But just so you know, none of this is my fault. Rafael himself has no desire to go out."
"Ti--dak—" Mikail stuttered.
Rafael tightened his grip. "This is the one who always gets in my way" he growled with a grin. "I finally got you, got my body, got all Rafael's."
Mikail was starting to run out of breath now.
"And most importantly, I also got Cheri!" Rafael.
Mikail jerked Rafael's hand from his neck. But his strength was dwindling as his consciousness began to sink.
A few seconds later, Mikail drowned, not moving anymore.
"Dreams are beautiful, beautiful!" Rafael grinned as he put Mikail's body aside and moved from the floor.
"Figures for the round of 16," the sound of the stage supervisor's row echoed in the corridor. "The Family of the Beautiful stands by!"
"Where's mail? Mikail!" Cheri rushed to and fro in an agitated manner. "Have you seen Mikail?"
Rafael passed by and passed by without looking.
"You seen Mikail?" Cheri asked Rafael.
The man did not respond to him.
Still angry, huh? Thought Cheri while sighing.
Mikail where to, anyway?
"Cheri! You're up on the zanaves' sail footing with Rafael!" The stage supervisor shouted at him.
Cheri turned once again to the end of the corridor to look for Mikail's figure.
"Cheri over here!" The stage staff told.
Rafael is already perched on a hanging board behind the zanaves screen. Quiet with a serious face.
Cheri crawled slowly and sat down beside him.
The man remained unmoved.
Cheri glanced at him with a misguided attitude. If he is Rafael, I can understand why he ignored me, Cheri thought. But I still feel something strange.
Is he really Rafael?
There is only one way to prove it, Cheri thought.
"Rafael, may I ask you something?" Cheri asked carefully.
Rafael.
"On my role... Why did you suddenly make two roles of the Beautiful One?"
If he can't answer, it means this guy…
Rafael turned his gaze back to the front. "Last night I kept thinking, why do other personalities always show up."
Cheri watched Rafael's face closely. Nothing wrong, he said in his heart.
Stay cool and cool as always!
Although the man was wearing a mask, Cheri could describe his facial expression behind the mask.
"I have been evasive all this time" Rafael said in a serious tone. "But I'm finally starting to realize, if I want to know about her, I have to put myself in her position."
Cheri. He is Rafael, he thought.
"Every human being has a front side and a back side. The good side and the bad side. A person who considers himself to have no back side is a fool who does not want to admit his own ugliness."
Huh! Cheri jerked his head to the side, looking at Rafael with his eyes and mouth rounded, until unconscious his body almost strayed.
Rafael spontaneously ambushed his shoulder and held it. "Be careful" he said. "This footing has no grip. If you fall, you'll die!"
Not Rafael! Cheri realized.