
VI, new counter.
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in the taxi...
JUNWON silently stares at the window, watching the buildings and restaurants disappear from her sight.
her hat and mask was now discarded, revealing her soft eyes, plump lips, and her straight, black and silver highlighted, short hair.
beside her, MUN quietly looks at the girl, finding the courage to talk to her.
" excuse me... "
he breaks the silence, making JUNWON's attention move to him.
" yeah? "
she replies, her expression urging him to continue.
" you're that girl who works at the noodle place, right? "
MUN asks her, receiving a nod and smile in response.
" you remember me, huh? "
JUNWON playfully nudges him, suddenly making the boy shy.
" where are you taking me right now? "
he asks her another question, the girl pauses, thinking of a way to say it without sounding insane.
" uh...well...the other side! yeah... "
MUN looks at her in confusion, making JUNWON regret her choice of words.
" great...just great... "
" you had a weird dream, right? "
JUNWON says, her eyes looking at him for confirmation.
" a dream? "
" does he not remember? "
" it felt like a dream, but it didn't. but then it still felt like a dream. "
the girl adds, MUN looks at the ceiling trying to recall the moment.
" oh! yes, i did! "
MUN confirms.
" i'm sure you met this silver-haired lady, her name's WI-GEN "
JUNWON explains to him.
" oh? how did you know? "
MUN wonders how she knew about such a specific detail.
JUNWON shows him her right hand, the dots that he had on his hand were also on hers.
" oh? hey! "
MUN marvels in realization, his expression making the girl smile at him.
" mhm! that's the other side "
JUNWON says as an ending statement.
she then notices the driver looking at her through the rear-view mirror, who quickly looks away after being caught.
" sir, i promise you i'm not a weirdo! we're just practicing for a theater act right now "
JUNWON gives him a wide smile and laugh.
" oh- i see... "
the taxi driver says, not completely believing her but not prying into it.
MUN just observes them in disbelief, still perplexed by the situation he was in.
eonni's noodles...
MOTAK and MS. CHU are working on the anchovies, while HANA is sweeping the floor.
JUNWON and MUN enter the shop, the bells making noises as the wind from outside pushes them.
" we're here! "
JUNWON announces to the whole room, walking towards the table where MS. CHU and MOTAK are.
" hello... "
MUN greets them, bowing but still looking at the older man and woman.
" what? he's a high school kid? another one? "
the man sitting down glances at the new boy and looks at JUNWON as he speaks.
" ahjussi! i'm young but i know what i'm doing! "
JUNWON jokingly complains, receiving a sigh from the older man before he goes back to his previous task.
" i gave him a brief overview of the afterlife "
JUNWON says, taking a seat in the end of the table.
" what? "
MUN lets out a sound of confusion, again.
" great job. you finished doing the hard part "
MS. CHU praises the younger girl, getting a wink and smile from her as a thanks.
" what part? "
MUN asks once again.
" hey, take a seat right here "
MS. CHU pulls out the chair beside her, giving him a welcoming smile to calm his nerves.
MUN looks around the shop as he walks to the seat, admiring the furniture and decorations.
" it must've been quite a journey. here you two, drink these. it must've been tough "
the older woman gives the two high schoolers a cup each.
" oh, thank you "
" thank you, MS. CHU~ "
MUN and JUNWON thank the kind-hearted woman.
JUNWON notices MOTAK sending daggers to MUN, she couldn't help but let out a stifled laugh.
" may i speak casually with you? "
MS. CHU kindly asks for MUN's permission, receiving a yes from the boy.
" your name is SO MUN? that's one of a kind "
she says, pulling his bag's strap to see his name tag clearly.
" are you sure it's not MOON? "
MS. CHU jokes, but the silence indicated that it wasn't really a good one.
the older woman clears her throat to get rid of the now awkward silence.
" we are...a group of people who do business for the afterlife "
MS. CHU plainly tells him, avoiding eye contact with the boy.
MUN looks at MOTAK, who was in front of him and still working on the anchovies.
he then switches to HANA, who was now flipping through her comic books in another table.
then to JUNWON, who looked like she had her earbuds in and was working on some homework.
then back to MS. CHU, who quickly looked away after she got caught looking at him.
MUN surely thought they were strange, first it was JUNWON, now these other people were acting odd as well.
" business for the afterlife? "
MUN asks the older woman.
" yes, something like the grim reaper "
MS. CHU responds with an awkward smile, still avoiding eye contact with him.
" like taking dead people to the other side? "
MUN points at the sky.
" precisely. you're going to join our team and do the same thing "
" what? "
" spirits that eacape from the afterlife tend to be very strong. that's why we always train ourselves like this guy right here... "
MS. CHU looks at the man in front of them, he looks back but shortly goes back to what he was doing.
" this is a part of our training "
she rapidly taps on the table before continuing.
" so, yes, we get trained. you look awfully wimpy right now- "
JUNWON stops working and looks up, shaking her head at the older woman.
" i mean weak, but you'll become very powerful from now on "
MS. CHU finishes her talk.
" we're really going to work with this kid? "
MOTAK speaks, his words gaining JUNWON's attention.
" hey, can you do it? "
he boldly questions the high school boy in front of him.
" ahjussi, don't be so harsh "
JUNWON complains, a small pout forming on her face.
" she's right. quiet, don't scare him "
MS. CHU scolds him.
" i'm the one who's scared. how can we work with him? he looks so wimpy- "
MOTAK suddenly stops.
" aish...ahjussi! you said the same thing to me, but look at how i am now! "
JUNWON takes the opportunity, trying to prove her point.
" wait. why does this little punk seem so familiar? "
MOTAK says as he observes MUN, trying to remember if he's seen him before.
( now, obviously, he wasn't going to be able to remember because of his memory loss- )
he stands up and leans towards him, putting his hands on both of his sides.
HANA and JUNWON carefully observe him, while MS. CHU also stands up.
" you. do you know me? "
MOTAK questions him, but it came out quite softly.
" no... "
MUN looks at him with sad puppy eyes, JUNWON melted, her heart somehow feeling heavy at the sight.
" good. we never knew each other, so let's keep it that way. "
MOTAK returns to his firm and rough tone, leaning away from the boy.
" GA MOTAK. don't you remember what JANGMUL said? he said we need this kid. "
MS. CHU reminds him, trying to be quiet so the boy beside her doesn't hear them.
" why are you asking me... "
MOTAK replies to her " scolding ", lowering the volume of his voice.
JUNWON cringes at their failed attempt to keep quiet, noticing that MUN was starting to feel uncomfortable, she decided to distract him.
" SO MUN-ah "
MUN looks at her, his puppy eyes still there.
" i don't know if you remember my name, but i'm JUNWON. i actually go the same school as you, we're in the same class too! "
JUNWON excitedly tells him, MUN's sad puppy eyes quickly brighten at the new information.
" really? i guess that's why you looked really familiar! you're LEE JUNWON right? "
JUNWON smiles at his enthusiasm, nodding in confirmation.
even though JUNWON tried to distract MUN from the two adults arguing beside them, she ultimately failed as MS. CHU and MOTAK's voices started getting louder.
" excuse me. please don't get into a fight. "
MUN interrupts them, the two adults separate in realization.
JUNWON sighs and shakes her head in disappointment.
" i came here because of these. JUNWON said she'll tell me what these are. "
MUN shows his palm to MS. CHU.
" oh, yes. these marks are the door to the afterlife "
" the what...? "
" oh god... "
" JUNWON-ah, i thought you told him? "
" MRS. CHU, don't blame this on me! "
from JAE.
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