(Today, too, it rained all night, filled with the sound of the rain)
Oneuldo, na chama biweonaeji motan chaero yeoredun
(Today, too, left open because I couldn't bear to erase them)
Oneuldo, jageun heunjeongmajeo geodaehal mankeum
(Today, too, Even the small marks become big)
Nal deopchin geriume meomchueodun
(I'm stuck in the longing that pours over me)
It has been midday but she still locked up in bed, the body still sore as yesterday was their last shooting day for their TV series. Staring at the ceiling, she couldn't help but smile reminiscing her last scenes with her co-actors.
Not bad for a new artist like me.
She's proud of her self. If it wasn't for her grandpa, she wouldn't be as she is today. Being a newcomer doesn't come in handy. She's a struggling artist. She thought with decisiveness, 'But I will reach the limelight, grampy. I will come back to you as a star. '
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"Grampy, I don't want to leave. Living here is okay. You know you are the only family I know. I don't want to leave you!" Hera's face is getting red while explaining her thoughts to her 70 yr-old grandfather. She knows she couldn't win that fight. Eddie is just so stubborn but she loves him so much. After a car crash that killed her parents, Hera has been living with him. At 21, she got her college degree, won 3 gold medals in a row for the Chungju World Martial Arts Masterships, a great dancer and a singer, living her carefree, but simple life with Eddie. He has been her constant supporter since then. I wanted to get a scholarship though in Australia. That is the last thing that she wants to achieve in life. But she always thought of her grandfather.
