Chapter 25

Chapter 25

TL: KSD

I am Kim Hyun-min, student number 11 in class 3, grade 1 at New Light Spring Primary School. My name, meaning wise and intelligent, was chosen by my parents, hoping I would grow up smart.

But sometimes, I wonder whether my name means I should grow up to be smart, or if it implies I have no choice but to be smart.

Upon entering primary school, I had to attend one more academy. These days, writing is considered important, so its a composition academy. Now, I am enrolled in seven academies.

When I said it was too much, my mom told me that compared to her friends son, this was nothing. So, I asked her why she didnt adopt her friends son instead of raising me. That was the first time I got hit.

I was so angry and sad that I ran away from home. Until I return successful, I vowed never to seek out my mother, who shattered my pride.

And three days have passed.

Mom-!

I miss my mom. While running away in tears, I looked for her, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, scary men were chasing after me. Its because I didnt know there were rules even in begging.

Hey, arent you going to stop?

Hey, you thief!

Of course, I was partly to blame for stealing a coin box placed in front of a homeless person, driven by extreme hunger. I didnt expect to get slapped the moment I touched the coin box, although the homeless people I saw on TV all seemed pitiable and kind.

Angry, I ran away with the coin box, but now I regret it as it seems I will soon be caught. If caught, Ill surely be dragged to some place like the Squid Game

Scared and looking for my mom while running away, someone waved at me from a back alley.

This way!

My body moved on its own. I ran towards the alley from where the voice came.

In the shadowy alley, someone of a similar size to mine grabbed my hand and started running.

Follow me!

I ran, tightly holding the coin box, following this stranger.

We zigzagged through the twisted back alleys and hid in a room on the second floor of an abandoned building.

Fortunately, no one followed us, and only after a moment of catching our breath did I start to calm down.

In front of me was a girl who appeared to be about my age. She wore a beanie and carried an old backpack.

I first noticed these two items because as she took off her beanie, her hair cascaded down, and she took out a water bottle from her backpack and handed it to me.

Here, drink.

You shouldnt drink water offered by strangers. Its common sense you can learn from just watching Netflix dramas.

But when I came to my senses, I was already gulping down water from the bottle.

I handed the bottle back and asked a question.

Who, who are you?

Who are you?

Me? Im Kim Hyun-min, student number 11 in class 3, grade 1 at New Light Spring Primary School.

How old are you?

Im eight years old

As I answered, the girl extended her hand with a smile as if saying, I win.

Im ten years old. I dont really have a name.

I didnt dare ask why she didnt have a name. Instead, I shook her hand. It wasnt because she was two years older, but because of the strange feeling emanating from her, an aura that she wrapped around herself.

This feeling was like the intimidation I felt in front of delinquent youths, and the awkwardness of not being able to adapt to her unrestrained way of being. I cant explain exactly what this emotion was, but at that moment, I was definitely facing something unfamiliar.

Anyway, thats how I met the girl.

Our journey began like that.

EP 2-Other

The rules of the orphanage differ from those of ordinary homes.

While the main goals for normal children are growth and education,

the essence for children in an orphanage lies in survival and unity.

It means that loyalty is more important than morality. You can see this in how Ma Ki-hoon, filled with a sense of chivalry but lacking in wisdom and morality, is the leader of the orphanage.

What is this chivalry?

Its not something you can clearly define with the mind, but rather with the heart. However, I can give examples.

Lying to a volunteer to get some pocket money?

Thats acceptable.

Snitching on a friend who got pocket money by lying?

Thats not acceptable.

Getting into fights at school?

Thats acceptable.

Running away without helping a friend in a fight?

Thats not acceptable.

To an outsider, the orphanage might seem like a den of beasts, but these are not rules set by teachers, they are the unspoken rules followed by the kids.

There is no one to defend orphans in this world.

Therefore, orphans must protect themselves.

Their method is force, and their spirit is chivalry.

Because they need to stick together to survive, they overlook friends immoral acts.

We are all people within the same fence.

Conversely, thats why its absolutely unacceptable to commit evil acts against fellow orphans.

However, fighting is okay. Fight all you want and then make up.

But stealing is not okay. It leaves a bad taste in the heart.

The orphanages pocket money isnt much. Its rare for kids to save up a significant amount.

So, stealing another kids money?

From that moment, the orphanage becomes a battleground for all against all. It means the basic system begins to collapse. And throughout the ages, threats to the system have always been treated as treason.

And treason was punished by death.

Which fucking bastard did it!

Before the teachers could intervene, the orphanages seniors were furious.

The enforcers responsible for the orphanages discipline were fiercely searching for the thief.

Come out nicely when were talking nicely. Well let it slide if you confess honestly. Turn yourself in.

Fuck off! Fuck! Let it slide, my ass! Hey you thieving bastard! Never get caught! If you do, well destroy you!

Even adults legs tremble when they are brought to the police station for stealing. People are generally bad at lying. How much more so for a child?

The culprit was found out in no time.

I did wrong! I did wrong!

The culprit was a girl in the same grade as me.

She was someone who openly showed jealousy towards me.

Why did you?

Im, Im sorry I did wrong

The girl, dragged before Ma Ki-hoon and the other enforcers, tearfully returned the money to me.

Adults usually dont entrust large sums of money to children, but I had been entrusted with a significant amount. Since I couldnt have a card, it was all in cash.

I, I was just going to hide it for a while and then return it, but the amount was so large, I got scared and couldnt say anything Im sorry

But the amount wasnt the issue here. What shocked the orphanages social order was not the amount, but a matter of trust.

However, I was too bewildered to even feel angry.

After all, I am a 23-year-old adult. I was just about to persuade and forgive her.

Everyone, attention.

Ma Ki-hoon, after consulting with the student council teacher, came up with an official punishment.

Every time I think of this, I feel a chilling fear that penetrates to my bones. Unconsciously, my grip tightened on the blanket.

The way to overcome this fear is simple.

Focus not on the world around me, but on the world within me.

Money and fame can disappear at any time, but my writings will remain forever. Where? In my heart.

I think, therefore I exist. As long as I exist, my writings will forever remain in my heart.

Even if I were to go back 10 years, the writings I have done will still remain within me.

Thus, writing is truly my everything, the driving force that keeps me alive.

Only through dreams, not gold or fame, can a person truly live.

I shared this realization with Lim Yang-wook.

Still, Im hesitant about the CF

Come on-!

Lim Yang-wooks face turned red with frustration, having been rejected more times than he could count.

Hoo, hoo.

Like a once-boiled octopus, Lim Yang-wook calmed himself with deep breaths. Feeling sorry, I cautiously watched his reaction.

Meanwhile,

Lim Yang-wook, sensing that enough guilt had accumulated in Moon In-seops heart, began to reveal his premeditated action.

With a resigned sigh, he said,

Ah then theres no helping it. If you truly want to focus on writing for the sake of artistic integrity over popularity, I must respect that.

Im sorry.

No, its fine. I apologize. You must have been very confused transitioning from a normal life to something resembling a celebrity. We might have lacked in mental care.

No, its more my fault

Hey- lets not compete over whos more sorry. Just take care of this one schedule for me.

If its not a CF

This guy is relentless.

Still trying to get around doing a CF?

But he wont win this one.

Inside, Lim Yang-wook cunningly smiled, but his face showed no trace of greed, only a gentle smile.

Then he threw a bait that no creator could refuse.

They say Cause of Death is being made into a movie?

!!!

* * *

What is this? Cause of Death?

Child actress Kim Byul frowned at the script handed to her by her manager.

Why a movie script suddenly in the middle of shooting a drama?

Surely theyre not expecting her to shoot both simultaneously.

Is this my next project, Manager?

No, its not that, but it seems like youll have to shoot it soon, probably next week.

What-?!

Kim Byuls eyes widened in disbelief, and her manager began to coax her gently.

Hey, its just a short film. Written by a currently famous author, you know. Based on a novel, right? The fans will definitely watch it, so its a safe bet. Think of it as a side job.

But still, how can we shoot this immediately!

Just look at the script! Theres hardly any dialogue! Its less than 20 minutes, a one-person play. You just sulk in a room alone. You commit suicide at the end, but

How can I do this in the middle of shooting a drama! What about the emotional continuity!

Instead of slowly convincing Kim Byul, her manager opted for a quicker and more straightforward approach. Failing an order directly from the boss, not just the department head, was absolutely not an option.

Hey, Kim Byul.

When a manager, who was more than ten years older and at a team leader level, frowned and looked serious, Kim Byul, who had been aggressively questioning, instinctively felt intimidated.

Instead of scolding her further, the manager relaxed his shoulders and let out a defeated sigh.

Ah, never mind. What right do I have to scold you?

Kim Byul couldnt retort back and just looked down, feeling completely cowed.

Im, Im sorry.

Why are you apologizing when you did nothing wrong? Its all my fault. My fault. But I thought I had found a good project for you, concerned about your filmography. If its too much for you, then theres nothing I can do. Oh well.

Who am I to tell you what to do? You probably know this industry better than I do. If you dont want to do it, then dont. Its your call.

The manager, having used every gaslighting tactic, finally hit Kim Byuls weak spot for the final blow.

Kim Byul, a child actor, 16 years old.

She was at an age where the child in child actor was beginning to fade away.

She had to either successfully transform her image to become just an actor,

or be forgotten and become a former actor.

And she wanted to remain an actor.

Because thats what her mother wanted.

Ill do it

Really? Good decision.

* * *

I want to quit acting

Kim Byul lay sprawled on the sofa in the waiting room of the movie Cause of Death, like wilted kimchi.

It was stressful to ask for a day off from the drama crew, and the situation of rushing here straight after school without even changing clothes was also stressful.

Having the script thrown at her by the manager last week was stressful, and the fact that she still hadnt quit acting was a whole other stress.

Where did it all go wrong

At first, she genuinely enjoyed acting.

But over time, she realized the more seriously she took acting, the less it became a joy and more a soul-eroding chore.

How could she enjoy that?

Now, she was just enduring in this industry for the childish reason of not wanting to disappoint her mother. Its not like she could start studying again at this point.

Life was just hard.

Too hard to live.

Everything felt futile, and she felt like she was slowly rotting away.

Just then, the door to the waiting room slid open.

What now?

Kim Byuls voice came out sharp.

She feared it might be someone important her heart sank at the thought,

but fortunately, the person who peeked his head through the door was a very young boy.

Kim Byul felt a bit bitter about having to be mindful of every word she spoke, even to higher-ups.

So she spoke sharply to the bewildered-looking junior staring at her.

What do you want?

Huh?

Arent you going to say hello?

That was their first encounter.

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