Chapter 18: Attempt

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On set, there is typically lots of people.

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Every established actor usually have their own crew who deals with their wardrobe, makeup, and condition.

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In my case, sometimes my mom's friend goes and helps out with my makeup and clothes, but she can't come everytime.

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Anyways, back to the point. There is a lot of people on set. That is typically true, even in smaller productions. Making a drama or movie or any sort of video-based media needs a lot of people.

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Today there is particularly a lot of people.

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Even for a production like Spring Breeze it was particularly packed.

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There is a lot extras especially for today.

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So think of a setting, where there is so much people that it's overwhelming.

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Think of everyone, just doing their own things.

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Like a bed of nails.

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And among those nails, there is one that stuck out more than the rest.

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That is what I thought when I saw this person.

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The way that he moved was odd, like someone who had a treasure to guard. He keeps putting his hands in his pockets, and generally a bit fidgety.

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When people get to be an extra in some production, they are either excited for the opportunity to appear on TV or downright bored because they have experienced it too often.

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This guy over here, he doesn't kinda fit into both categories.

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He isn't excited, nor is he bored.

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He is wary.

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At keast that's what I think

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I don't know what to do.

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Maybe he is just worried about something and it translates weirdly and I would be accusing someone innocent.

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But what if....What if I was correct about this abnormality?

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What if that guy actually had something going on?

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I decided to talk to someone about my concerns.

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"Excuse me FD (floor director) Kim?"

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"Ah, yes actress Kim Ha-na, how can I help you?"

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"It's like this, I think there is an suspicious person among the extras. I don't want to accuse someone but, he made me a bit uncomfortable. Can you get someone to at least keep an eye on him?"

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"Ahhh, I see...I'll call more security then. We might as well have more people to ensure everyone's safety. Which person are you talking about?"

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"It's that person in the red hoodie. Sitting near the edge."

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"Alright."

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"Thank you."

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FD Kim is always easy to talk to after all.

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Finally, I could focus on my role.

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I hope nothing happens and I am just being paranoid.

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"Action!"

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It is finally the day.

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The day for the final round of the regional archery competition.

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Amongst the noisy field, Yeon-gyeong could feel herself getting more nervous. She tinkered with the bow and arrow nervously.

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She glanced at the audience seats and smiled when she saw both Yeon-woo and Ki-beom.

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After the judge gives his cues, Yeon-gyeong started doing some stretches with the bow, preparing to shoot.

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Her opponent stood next to her, bow in hand.

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She pulled at the arrow and went for a shot.

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'Bullseye!'

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However, her opponent was no pushover, she also managed to get a bullseye.

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Yeon-gyeong then proceeded to get consecutive bullseyes, with few fumbles in between.

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Tallying up the points after many sets. Yeon-gyeong was pronounced winner.

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Her face lit up as she went to the stands to celebrate with her sister and Ki-beom.

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It was a happy day.

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"Cut!"

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I went out of my character and bowed thank you to everyone.

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It was a long day of shooting, but it was satisfying.

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Fortunately, nothing happened. It seems that I am just too paranoid.

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I can't help it, It's seems that I have also become somewhat of a weird person after being in this industry for so long.

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The event in tbe bookstore and the whole time travel situation seemed to only make my condition worse.

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It's really troublesome.

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I have just changed out of my costume.

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My mind is in a mess again.

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I decided to walk around the stadium to clear my mind a little.

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I saw that guy with the red hoodie again.

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He really had an eerie vibe.

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Am I just paranoid?

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I might be paranoid, but I wouldn't want to go near that guy, not in this place, not alone like this.

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I tried to remain unseen.

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He continued walking the opposite way until I couldn't see him anymore.

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Alright, stop being paranoid.

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He stopped in his tracks.

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He finally found his target.

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