Fig Fig Han

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Curry, the fifth story. It's in a real style that I think everyone will like ^^ Read it and leave a comment to encourage writers a little. I would be very grateful.

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Han

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sour soup

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Comfortable for all ages and genders

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Find a daily clip from March 28 - 30. Watch it to get the mood. // This fig is purely from the writer's imagination. It's not true at all.

Today I'm really stressed. ...The most stressful thing since you came into the house?

It...can't tell. It hurts...he's angry at himself. That can't be done as well as I thought...as much as I wanted to do.

Where have you guys gone? ...You...that Han... Until now, you still have to compare keys and find notes with Teacher Maem. ...How the hell did I survive to the final 5?

The first slow song on the stage...if Mom..would be this messy. ....And what about the songs that were sung with Nong Namcha?

I feel sorry for the fans... Angry at myself...bored with myself....blaming myself. ...who are not as good as the younger ones ....It doesn't have to be equal...just half is still not comparable....

I feel discouraged...that I have to try hundreds of thousands of times harder than other people..every week.

“Why are you stressed? Wow, here it is again.”

The murmurs of those nearby could be heard behind him. ....Who else will there be? Apart from it alone...sour curry....

I'm quiet...not saying anything. ...Turn around and look at the little one out of the corner of his eye.... He has been complaining and comforting her like this for over a month now. I thought I was getting used to it....

But today I... can't take it...

I want to be quiet and alone.

The more I hear Kaeng Som complain about my own stupidity...damn...

I hate myself....

Hating others is not as bitter as hating yourself...

Annoyed....don't want to listen...

“Don't think too much. ...It can be trained."

It may not be possible to train...well.... Why don't you try being me? I don't know.... Kaengsom probably never had the chance to see Teacher Mam's tired expression...it was like she was hopeless....

My mood is really not normal. Please fold it... I'm stressed....I don't have any talent for singing. ....I'm not as talented as you.

"Come and listen to the recording...I'll help you."

That's enough....I'm just going to hate myself until I die...

“Brother Han?”

Why are we so bad? Nothing good at all...My subconscious mind wanted to shout out loud!

I'm not as good as you. ...I'm not as confident as you!!

Then suddenly the whole room became completely silent, like being unplugged.....until I became concerned.

Hey....

what happened?

I stood there confused for I don't know how long?...all I knew was the second I regained consciousness. The first thing I did was turn around and look at the only person in the room.

The picture seen...there was only a pale face...and an expression that said "utter shock" of Kaengsom.

....I just thought about it, right?

....I really didn't say it, right????

I myself - shocked - are no different at all ...

I can't think of...not even the word sorry.

I could only look at him...walking away quietly until he was out of the door....

Oh....stressed again....

“Brother Han...Brother Han...”

Nong Smile's voice echoed from the ground floor stairs to the front of the room. ....I'm still lying on the bed with my eyes closed.

“Brother Han, are you asleep? Brother Frank has arrived."

I don't know what time it is... Ever since I accidentally exploded in anger at Kaeng Som. Until he sadly walked out of the room... I didn't go down to practice with the kids downstairs.

Actually...I don't dare go down.

Afraid...to have to face ...feeling guilty...stressed ...bored...completely confused in the feel

Today is Tuesday ... Brother Frank must come and announce the results in the middle of the week. ...It probably can't be avoided. ...Brother Frank has arrived...if you don't want to get off, you have to get off...I got up from the bed. He quietly followed his little sister down. ...Hopefully my stressed and sick (mentally) face today won't stand out too clearly. Don't want anyone to know...don't want anyone to ask....

I almost can't take it anymore...

As expected...just waiting to hear who will be in last place with me. I walked over to shake hands with Nong Dome, with Kaengsom sitting next to Dome. ...I don't dare make eye contact. All the time listening to the announcement of the results I always looked obliquely at Brother Frank. Don't dare to look straight ahead. ...Today we didn't sit close to each other...but sat across from each other like...we could see each other's faces.

Smoothly talk with this person or two. ...I...like I don't know where to place myself...so I walk over and sit at the dining table with song lyrics and a player.

MP3  ....

I felt dizzy...it was butterflies in my stomach.

It was the final mid-week announcement of scores that was very quiet..everyone dispersed and went to practice their songs quickly...there was no sound of teasing each other... There is no sitting together for a long time...

I sat lonely at the quiet table...Dome sat opposite me. But we didn't talk much. Maybe because he caught my mood. Or are you getting into your own music... Kan also sings his own songs..takes care of Nong Smile sometimes. (I already promised someone)

As for Kaengsom...the sound of the piano from the opposite corner of the room...is the only thing I can use to tell its location....because I don't dare turn to look.

Since then ....We didn't talk to each other anymore....

Make it tonight...after the results are announced...

...No words of consolation..from the positive prince. ...like sour curry

...No one is following you like a chick. ..talking here and there, making funny jokes, cracking jokes...makes me stop thinking too much.

I know that my face right now probably looks the most ruined.... It's not because of the result of being last...but I'm struggling with feelings of...guilt...sadness. .Lonely....stressed .....worried...depressed....dizzy...uneasy... and many others that I can find some explanation for...some not...my own

If I go, I'll apologize to you right now. ...Will I still have time?

I thought it over and over in my head...even though my eyes were staring. ...with the lyrics sheet in hand

I woke up in the middle of the night... Squinting, he looked at the clock at the end of the bed. ....Ten more minutes until 2 a.m.

After taking a shower, I don't know when I fell asleep... probably because I was very stressed. ..stressed to the point of being tired..

The last thing that stuck in my mind before I fell asleep was... I fell asleep without Kaeng Som coming up from the ground floor.

Silently, I turned to look beside myself.... The other half of the bed was still empty.

I was a little startled...I stood up and looked around the room... I only saw Dome and Cannon snoring rhythmically... So where has it gone? It's almost 2 a.m.... Don't tell me it hasn't come up until now?...

The feeling of worry....from what had been there all evening. ...shooting through the ceiling ... Where did it go? Have you taken a shower yet? So where do you sleep? What is it like?

...Is he really this angry at me? Can't sleep on the same bed?

It's appropriate. If he's angry.....if he's sad.... I secretly thought sad....if we didn't count the acting class that day. As for teasing each other and laughing...I've never raised my voice or said things like this with sour curry.

I'm stressed...I hate myself. ...but he bullied his younger sibling.

I destroyed the good wishes of the people who I knew in my heart wanted the best for me the most... Sincerely

I got up and slowly opened the door quietly...

This feeling came back again...it was giddy in my stomach. ...It's like I'm about to die.

Kaengsom was sprawled out on the sofa in the living room. ..all the lights are still on...the person who is taking care of us should probably go back first. Otherwise, they definitely wouldn't let it lie in this condition.

I quietly crept up to stand next to him. ...It looks like he's fallen asleep. ..Headphones were still plugged in...Glasses were not taken off.

Looking through the glasses, I saw long eyelashes... My heart beat faster... faster... like I was doing something wrong... even though I hadn't done it yet.

So what next? Is it a good idea to wake up? The first sentence that I should say to my younger sibling ...It shouldn't be - Hey, I'm awake -

I have other words...that I want to say...

Without thinking... I leaned down and slowly took off Curry Som's glasses..as gently as I could... I smiled...What are those glasses?...I took them off my face... Looks eighty-two percent more handsome. ...I used to tease him to change to wearing contact lenses in order to maintain the kindness of the fans.

Dimples on both sides of the nose...make a small, slender face look many times younger.

Little child...

This is...the real story of a child trying to act like an adult...

To get a little closer to someone like me...

But actually... you're still a child... many years younger than me...

I thought of his face at that time. ...I must make you very sad. ...from my own fleeting emotions...

"I'm sorry."

Soft words came out of my mouth...softly...from my heart...and I didn't expect you to hear me...

I just want to say the first word...

“.....Brother Han....”

I was so startled it was like I saw a ghost! I felt like I had another three days shortened in shock.

Isn't he asleep? Die, die, die (chaos)

That bastard was sleepy and sat up...his eyes still not fully open....his hair was messy like a child who had just woken up. ... His mouth murmured, just enough to understand that

"What...waited all evening and didn't see anything to say."

“Well...brother...”

I don't know what to say. Because I wasn't prepared to talk to him at 2 a.m. like this.... I walked around and sat on another sofa nearby...

"I'm awake and I won't tell you..." ....I'm complaining.

“So...why did you take off my glasses? People are enjoying their sleep.”

I suddenly felt a rush of heat on my face... Nowadays, I like to do things without realizing it... I pulled out a large pink pillow and hugged it to relieve my embarrassment.

"Then..then why don't you go upstairs and sleep..."

"What...are you worried?"

Kaengsom turned to look at me and smiled. Making the wheel noises that it likes to make...

"Yes....."

One short word made my little brother flinch... He avoided my eyes and looked in another direction. and then muttered

"What's wrong with you?"

“It's...a lot.”

I speak with my feelings every word...wherever it is. There's no reason for me to hide it. Especially with sour curry The younger sister I'm closest to.

"I'm really sorry. At that time...I was stressed..."

“Stressed about something?”

A voice laced with concern Plus the eyes that turned and looked at me directly. Show that you care and are ready to listen...

How could I hurt someone who was so good to me? I want to curse myself over and over again.

"I can't cry.. Can't do anything. ...Nothing is good at all....”

And then it poured out... Depression, suffering, feelings of not being as desired. ...that I'm good at keeping it away...but with Kaengsom...and this person...I'm happy to bring it out. ...vent it out

We talked for a while, comforting, complaining, and encouraging each other....

I haven't experienced this feeling in a long time....very comfortable.

“I think it's because you've never competed in a singing competition before. This is the point.”

Kaengsom concludes with a smile.

“I have competed in hundreds of contests... You know...I haven't even won by ten. Haha, just looking at me, this isn't self...he has a lot of immunity."

I smiled and listened as he continued.

“From what I've seen...people who don't have any basic singing skills before. You're the best...you sing better every week...don't be confused as to why you've made it this far.”

“Do you still have merit?” I smiled softly at the corner of my mouth. Not confident enough to admit that it was really due to my own abilities

“Not really...people probably see it the same way I see it. Effort...what kind of personality is this? ..Everyone...love you..."

Love...so?

Love.... because of love, right? People like me who come from a broken family have every right to be suspicious.

“Everyone...who is this?” I looked up and asked. ...I feel like I want to see the expression on the person's face.

"Well...everyone...your mother, father, relatives, fans...and...er...the younger ones in the house."

The younger brother stammered at the end...

"Young guys...do they include the sour curry?"

I smiled, bared my teeth. I want to know what it will say...

“Probably not.”

Kaengsom looked directly into my eyes...until I was shocked...

It's like... let's just say it's understood. Even if you say the opposite...

I'm embarrassed ... I admit it, at this point I really asked him myself ... You - -' ... so the plan to tease the younger sibling in the middle of the night has collapsed.

"Go to sleep, brother...I'm sleepy."

The curry started to yawn... My eyes were already closed. We got up and walked almost together. Kaengsom turned to open the refrigerator to get a drink of water. ...I followed closely.

It's been a while since I got to stand behind it... The hair on the back is sticky because I'm lying on it... with white nape of neck

Hmmmm...

Kaengsom closed the refrigerator and turned around to walk out. But I still stood in the same place. Close the exit completely with both heights of 180 cm... Our faces almost collided. His younger brother flinched slightly, looking confused.

"Oh..you're not going up?"

"Wait..."

“What else is this?”

"nothing"

I answered, smiling widely at the bearded boy in front of me. Standing there for a moment before giving way to Kaengsom to walk out first... I slowly walked behind him up the stairs.

How should I say it? Do you want me to just say...I want you to stay close to me for just a moment?

This time, don't be careless...

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