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'My Mister' and Incorporating Life’s Painful Truths

by Isobelle Cruz [April 29, 2022]

Lee Sun-kyun and Lee Ji-eun as Dong-hoon and Ji-an in tvN's 'My Mister'

There are several gems in Korean Dramas that depict the realities of life and growth, and ‘My Mister’ written by Park Hae-young is definitely one of them. Instead of pursuing the plot of another typical love story and corporate lifestyle, 'My Mister' tells the story of a man and woman, with over a twenty-year age gap, finding in each other their shared need for growth and healing in the frightful environment that society has become.

Without much skinship and hardly any heart-fluttering words of love and need, the show was able to intrigue its watchers and have them feel heartbroken and compassinate for the characters nonetheless.

Lee Ji-an portrayed by actress Lee Ji-eun

REALISM

Park Dong-hoon, a man in his 40s, is wrongfully accused of accepting a hefty bribe at work. Lee Ji-an, a temporary employee and subordinate in the same department, helps Dong-hoon with the case and asks for dinners in exchange for her deed. In the midst of external conflicts and other similar misfortunes which both Dong-hoon and Ji-an face, the two form an odd relationship that gives each other the ability to grow.

Feign ignorance. Keeping one informed may be a sign of friendship among kids your age, but adults don’t work that way. Feigning ignorance is a loyal and polite thing to do.

Park Dong-Hoon, episode 6 of 'My Mister'

Hae-young incorporates a lot of lessons garnered from the sensitive topics and conflicts of the world, which is what I’d consider scarcely found in K-Dramas, especially the ones centered around romance. Unlike what we usually encounter on TV, ‘My Ahjussi’ clearly depicts the troubles of poverty and failure without glossing over its truths.

It's easy for people who have money to become good people.

Lee Ji-an, episode 5 of 'My Mister'

Episode 7 of 'My Mister'

ACQUAINTANCES OR LOVERS

The show did not make me wish so much that Park Dong-hoon would reciprocate Ji-an’s likeness for him, but it doesn’t mean I was completely against the thought. I simply found the status of their relationship to be realistic and not lacking in any way that it needed to be more than what it already was.

Then why are you crying? – Because I’m happy. I’m happy that I’m close to someone like him. I’m happy.

A conversation between Ji-an and her grandmother

The happiness Ji-an feels alone to have had Dong-hoon in her life was enough for me. And was implied, enough for her as well. Ji-an’s feelings were inevitable, especially for someone of her age and someone who had experienced so little of the care she receives from Dong-hoon before.

I really lived my life for the first time ever because of you, Mister.

Lee Ji-an, episode 7 of 'My Mister'

Only in her early 20s, Ji-an is already the breadwinner of her small family and struggles with a drowning amount of debt and abuse. Yet despite her "damaged" background, Dong-hoon remains in her life. They both remain in each other's lives until they were both filled with the will to completely live.

The Park family on episode 8 of 'My Mister'

THE PARK BROTHERS

Screenwriter Park Hae-young was able to make every character that appeared on screen to be relevant and either admirable or loathsome. The Park brothers, Sang-hoon in particular, stole my heart and received all of my admiration and tears. Although neither are generally considered “successful” in the working field, Sang-hoon and Ki-hoon are able to make their misfortunes seem easy to tolerate--always finding a way to have a laugh at the right times and help whenever they could.

My life is already in ruins, so what's the point of crying?

Park Sang-hoon, eldest of the Park brothers

Resilience is often seen as idealistic or a display of maturity, but I usually view it as a pitiful thing to obtain. Because the chances that the most resilient people we know may carry the heaviest burdens are high. To witness such unfortunate people smile ear to ear is a painful but understandable encounter.

Rather than letting you escape from the living world and into a completely fictional one, ‘My Mister’ allows you to understand and prepare for life even further. If you’re seeking to go through sixteen episodes of a slow-burn type of love for the biggest tear-jerker on the final episode, then 'My Mister' is just the right choice for you.

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dbgdbw · 2 years

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215화

일본행 (3)

To Japan (3)

The schedule for the ‘Korea’s Bak Yerim VS Iwahata Gakuto’ match was roughly like this:

After conducting an interview at the hotel, there would be a dinner as well; and after resting for a day, we would move to the Shizuokaran area on the second day. We’d look over the arena in advance while staying at the Shizuokaran dorm for a day, and after being given some time to adjust, the actual match would take place on the third day.

‘Then we just need to go to the Black Forest, take the stamina potion ingredients and bring them out, then return to Korea.’

Though there was a sightseeing event scheduled for after the match, in the event that Japan lost, the atmosphere would be ruined, so to hell with sightseeing, we’d be best off leaving immediately. Of course, we were planning to only reveal the truth about the stamina potion ingredient once we had returned to Korea. Based on Shishio’s demeanor, it seemed likely that he’d throw a fit, but that was for the Seseung Guild Leader-nim to take care of, naturally.

The hotel room I was shown to was spacious. Three bedrooms and two bathrooms, as well as a wide living area and a kitchen. There was even a separate study. Though we’d been assigned a room per person, since I only had F-rank stats, it was decided that I’d be rooming with Yoohyunie. Yerimie was unhappy about the arrangement and expressed as much, but since it wasn’t like we were at home, it seemed inappropriate to be sharing the same room. Though the roominess was still approximately the same as home.

- 삐약!

After entering the hotel room, Chirpie immediately beelined towards the living room sofa. Velare followed as well. Curling her body into a loose coil, 퉁, she sprang her way on top of the sofa.

- 삐약삐약.

As though it was looking for the remote, Chirpie peered around at its surroundings. It wouldn’t be able to understand, because it’d be in Japanes… Well, actually, did it even know Korean? While Yoohyunie stepped into the bedroom with my luggage and I rifled through the drawers to look for the TV remote, the door burst open and Yerimie entered the room.

“Ahjussi!”

I’d thought the door had locked automatically. Had I been wrong.

“About the Ama Guild Leader.”

Grinning, Yerimie continued.

“I just heard from Hyuna unnie, that ‘Shishio’ means ‘lion king.’”

“...what?”

“King of lions. Ro-ar.”

Eh, hold on. Lion. That, the design on the guild uniforms, had seemed to resemble a lion.

“...not even a nickname, but he… introduced it as his name?”

“Yeah, apparently so.”

Pfft, an incredulous laugh leaked out, inadvertently. Oh, what the hell. I was the one getting secondhand embarrassment. For real? Really, it’s… Lion king? Not like an alias he used as a Hunter, but just? Really? ‘Lion King’?

When I recalled the obsessive attitude he’d had towards Peace at the airport, it became even harder to hold myself back. Ah, shit. How could I face mister Lion King’s face after this reveal. I felt like I might immediately burst into laughter the very next time I saw him. For real. Cough.

“B-but even so, mocking, ahem, someone’s name, isn’t……”

“The expression you’re making isn’t convincing at all, ahjussi.”

Ah, really. Fuck. Grabbing a cushion, I buried my face into it. Man, this was someone who was already old enough, that. He absolutely wasn’t in his teens, and handily hopped past the twenties with a face that’d looked as though he was nearing thirty. As I recollected mister Lion King’s face, the laughter began to creep up again.

Ah hell, and we still had to go to the dinner banquet later, too. Should I say that I had a stomachache.

“Hyung?”

Apparently having emerged to the living room, I could hear Yoohyunie’s questioning voice. Unable to vocalize a reply, I shook my hand instead to indicate that I was fine. It’s just ‘cause he’s laughing, Yerimie told him.

- 삐약뺙!

“H-hold on, Chirpie.”

I found the remote and turned the TV on for it. And then.

[ This is a photo of Hunter Han Yoohyun from when he was seventeen years old! ]

[ Oooh~ ]

…what? This was definitely a Japanese broadcast, so why was Yoohyunie, no wait, of course he would be shown. But why seventeen? Flustered, I quickly turned my eyes towards the TV. The picture that was being shown on-screen must have been taken from afar, because it was small and difficult to see. Crumbling buildings could be seen in the surroundings, as though a Dungeon break had occurred.

The Japanese people on TV chattered away while subtitles I couldn’t read appeared on the screen. What was that supposed to say. Soon after, other pictures and videos of Yoohyunie from before were shown as well. Those were… ones that I also recalled seeing, in Korea.

[ A highschooler S-rank Hunter, who controls flames! Back then, it was remarkable. ]

[ Because I completely fell for him as I laid eyes on him, I still like Yoohyun-goon sooo so much! ]

This time, it was a video that had been taken recently. Letting out the breath I’d momentarily been holding, I listened in on the twittering voices again.

It… Uh… It, seemed that the atmosphere was vastly different from the broadcasts happening in Korea. More importantly, my dongsaeng is a college student. He’s twenty. So why were they keep going on about highschooler this, highschooler that. And what was with those incredible words of praise. The dazzlingly radiant… gorgeous… young man of this generation… Ah, well, my dongsaeng was handsome, yes……

[ Ah, as for myself, it’s definitely Sung Hyunjae-nim. He has the air of an adult, and a dangerous appeal, should I say. He’s so cool. ]

[ That’s right, that’s right. He’s basically! Perfection itself! Like a god of thunder who descended from the heavens, right. ]

…at the continued praise, it felt like my hands and feet were going to curl up permanently from cringing. Even if Sung Hyunjae was a hotshot, wasn’t that a bit too much. Moreover, he was a different nation’s Hunter. Why were they acting like that? Especially when I’d expected them to be disparaging, since we’d come here for a fight.

[ Bak Yerim-yang! She’s so cute~! A young middle-school girl who’s an S-rank Hunter! Wielding control over ice with a cute face like that, the gap moe is so lovely! ]

Even Yerimie, who was lined up as the opposing fighter, was being showered with praise. Seeing them doggedly go on and on about young girl this and young girl that was enough to make me feel embarrassed for them. Similar things were discussed about Yoohyunie as well. Then, when I naturally started becoming mentioned as well, ack.

Unable to sit through it, I changed the channel.

[ Dragon! A golden dragon! ]

[ There’s no one else more suited to be called ‘beautiful’! And beside him is the owner of the Forge. An incredible master~ The owner of the golden hands(2) that’s capable of crafting S-rank weapons! ]

[ Ho, Hunter Han Yoohyun’s form can be seen there as well. What a cold expression. ]

[ A young man as cold as ice. Ah, looking at his hyung beside him— ]

Fuck, why, again. I changed the channel to something else, but even this time, it was still a program on the Hunters that had arrived from Korea. But at least this channel seemed to be calmly discussing both Sung Hyunjae and Moon Hyuna. Wow, for real. That they were popular, really was true.

“I thought I saw me on TV too, what did they say?”

Yerimie, who didn’t have a translation Item, asked. Because translation Items were so rare, Haeyeon only had two others besides the one I’d received, and one of them had been left behind as a precautionary measure. The remaining one was meant to be shared between Yoohyunie and Yerimie, but right now, Yoohyunie was in possession of it. Additionally, Noah was acting as an interpreter for Myungwoo.

“Um… That you’re cute, and pretty.”

Young middle-school girl… I couldn’t get those words out, after all. It was shocking, how much they could praise not only Yerimie, but also Yoohyunie, who would’ve been a complete unknown to them. I did go around talking about how great and amazing my dongsaeng was, sure, but to that extent…… And rather than keep it to themselves, they actually said out loud that he’s a beauti, ahem, uh, um.

How remarkable, these Japanese people. Though being praised was something to be thankful for.

Giving Chirpie the remote, I went far away from the TV. Yoohyunie would’ve understood all of that too, but his expression still remained unperturbed. Ice prince, indeed—wait, fuck, that wasn’t it, I’d already been infected.

“They said that the view from the rooftop pool here is really good. And that you can clearly see the rainbow bridge from there, too.”

Yerimie began trying to coax me into going swimming together. You’re overflowing with energy, huh.

“We still have the dinner, on top of the conference lined up for today. Let’s go tomorrow morning. They said that we’d be leaving for Shizuoka after first eating lunch.”

“In the morning? Then, should we go out tonight? Since we’re already here, I wanted to go sightseeing too!”

Since it was her first time in Japan, of course she’d want to look around. Though I preferred to just laze about in the hotel, myself.

“Do you want to go with Yoohyunie? I’ll lend you the translating Item. I can just go stay with Noah in the meanwhile.”

At my suggestion, both of their expressions twisted simultaneously.

“I don’t intend to go do something like sightseeing.”

“I’ll just go and come back with Hyuna unnie.”

I’d thought that they’d gotten a lot friendlier than when they’d first met, but kids were difficult after all. I wished I could see Yoohyunie, Yerimie, and Noah-ssi getting along and going here and there together while smiling, hand-in-hand. Even just imagining it for a moment was enough to warm my heart. What a lovely image.

Since I felt guilty about turning down Yerimie’s plans of going out, and because I felt that I shouldn’t just stay holed up in the hotel room after coming all this way, we decided to at least look around the hotel together. Leaving Chirpie in Velare’s care, and only holding Peace, we slipped out of the room. Every time we came across a hotel employee, they would politely greet us with a bow. The hotel staff in Hong Kong had been courteous as well, but over here, the excessive degree of scraping and bowing that went on was enough to make you feel awkward.

Making mention of a dessert specialist that had been specially brought in, a hotel staff member recommended a lounge to us, and so we headed off in that direction. It was supposedly a place that put out traditional desserts, yet the lounge interior appeared to be modeled after a western-style castle. I was barely able to suppress the laugh that bubbled up again, as soon as I saw the huge lion crest banner that hung stretched across one side.

Mister Lion King, hadn’t he built it as though it were his own personal castle. The guild building resembled a medieval fortress, too.

“This chair’s pretty! I should’ve brought a doll with me.”

Yerimie poked at an ornate chair, wistful. The table setting did seem like it would pair well with a large doll that wore a dress. I felt like Yerimie would enjoy traveling in Europe—was the Château de Versailles still around. It’d been half-destroyed pre-regression, but it should be fine so far, right.

“Hunter Bak Yerim.”

Before we could even take a seat, someone approached us. It was a man wearing Japanese clothes, with a sword strapped onto his person. He really clashed with the backdrop.

“I am that Iwahata Gakuto.”

“Yes, how d’you do.”

Bobbing her head in greeting, Yerimie resumed fiddling with the decorations on the table.

“Yerim-ah, this is the person you’ll be fighting.”

“I know.”

Ah, so you did know. Gakuto’s lips pressed into a flat line.

“To ignore your equal match opponent like this, impertinent you are.”

“Said hello, didn’t I. And why do all the Hunters here talk like that? Even Guild Leader-nim uses honorifics(3) with me when we’re outside.”

At least in mister Lion King’s case, he was both a guild leader and significantly older; but it seemed that, Gakuto, who only appeared to be in his early twenties or so, had gotten on her nerves with his banmal(3) yapping. Then again, even if Yerimie was young, she was an S-rank Hunter who was here on formal invitation. Particularly since she was guesting for a public occasion and not a private one, he really shouldn’t be conducting himself that way.

“Hey, Gakuto. If you don’t wanna change the match location to this hotel, just quietly keep walking.”

“A bratty wench like you, who’s barely been three months—”

쾅!

Gakuto disappeared from my view in an instant. When I reflexively turned towards the location the sound originated from, I could see Gakuto embedded into a wall, past a destroyed decorational pillar.

“Han Yoohyun! That one’s mine, you hear!”

With Yerimie’s shout, I was finally able to decipher what had happened. So Yoohyunie had taken care of it, huh. The sound of clattering could be heard as the Japanese people scattered here and there around the lounge all simultaneously rose from their seats. The corner of his lips quirking up, Yoohyunie turned his gaze upon them.

“As a guild leader, I can hardly be expected to stand idly by as some pest besmirches a precious guild member.”

“I said it was mine, you know.”

Yerimie grumbled, making an ugh sound and scrunching up her face at the use of ‘precious.’ Gakuto, straightening from where he’d been forcibly flung into the wall, dusted off the powdered rock clinging onto his person. Since he was an S-rank, still, it seemed that it hadn’t had any lasting effects. I turned to a hotel staff member who had frozen in place while en route to us.

“What would you recommend from here?”

I should at least pack up some snacks(5) before the lounge got destroyed. But Gakuto didn’t try anything further. After glowering fiercely at Yerimie and Yoohyunie, he merely retreated back into his herd.

“It was my turn this time, but he didn’t bite.”

Mourning the lost opportunity, Yerimie sat down in her seat. Yoohyunie wore a face that seemed to indicate his mood had improved somewhat, at least.

“What, did you get into some sort of trouble already?”

Apparently having heard the commotion, Moon Hyuna appeared in the lounge. Looking at the impression in the decor that Gakuto’s body had made, mumbling you should’ve done it when I was here too, she came over to our side and sat down.

“Han Yoohyun? Bak Yerim? Looking at your expression, it was Haeyeon’s Guild Leader-nim, huh.”

“It was supposed to be mine, but I got intercepted. Unnie, would you like to go shopping tonight? There should be a Hunter market here too, right. And there should be a lot of Items that can’t be found in Korea.”

At Yerimie’s words, Moon Hyuna shook her head and narrowed her eyes.

“The state of things here is about three times worse than in Korea. When Korea, too, talks up a load of shit about ‘Items that suit female Hunters,’ Japan’s like double, no, five times? Worse, in comparison. Those lunatics attach ribbons and lace to a perfectly fine piece of equipment, slap a colorful design on it too, and saying that it’s a special Item, just for female Hunters!, they hike up the price.”

“Whaa(6), really? Even though that would just make it cumbersome and easier for monsters to spot?”

“Super popular with female Hunters! is the bullshit they use to attempt to make an appeal, I thought I was going to lose my mind. And all of the useful Items are snatched up by the big guilds to begin with, too. At least in Korea, trade between guilds is reduced as much as possible so preference can be given to the market. There’s no such concept, here.”

So the market itself was lacking in vitality, she told us. That, though there might still be some merit for a mid-rank, a high-rank Hunter wouldn’t benefit at all from the experience.

Noah and Myungwoo came down to check on what had happened as well, and soon the long table was set with teas and snacks. Myungwoo, who had slept the whole flight here, gave a small yawn.

“Why don’t you sleep a bit more? It doesn’t seem like they’d be able to say anything to you, even if you skipped out on the scheduled events.”

“I was just going to go to the sauna later. It’s supposed to use hot spring water.”

“A sauna sounds good. Is Japan’s similar to Korea’s, I wonder.”

A soak taken in a public bath was the best, after all. Though I’d only been able to go very rarely, for a long while. Since there were only a few guests, the water should be clean, regardless of my timing. Maybe I should stop by the sauna tonight before going to sleep, too. As I began imagining the hot, humid atmosphere, it felt like my body was already starting to relax.

Yerimie and Moon Hyuna, saying that he should accompany them tonight, was coaxing Noah into going out with them. Nodding his head, Noah said that he would return with souvenirs for both myself and Myungwoo. It might be good for Yoohyunie to go, too. But then, there wouldn’t be anyone here to protect… well, there was Sung Hyunjae, but.

‘Now that I think about it, it’s been quiet.’

Though there was no way he wouldn’t have heard about the commotion in the lounge. I pulled out my phone despite myself, then put it back. Maybe I should send a text to Section Chief Song, that nothing much had happened yet.

A press conference had been arranged prior to the dinner banquet. When Sung Hyunjae appeared, it was with the Amaterasu Guild Leader. Had the two had a separate meeting of their own. They may have been discussing how to coordinate Dungeon maintenance for the future, or something.

When mister Lion King’s eyes and mine met, I hurried to put on a bright smile. I’m just smiling because I’m happy to see you, Shishio-ssi. Like this, it wouldn’t seem like I was deriding him, right. I’m just smiling, just smiling. Thankfully, apparently my expression wasn’t too weird, because mister Lion King reciprocated my smile.

Though Yoohyunie and Yerimie were both looking at me like I was acting kind of strange, well.

Now that I was looking closer, Shishio-ssi’s hairstyle had been curated to resemble a lion’s mane, huh. So cool, very complementary. But since he still had looks worthy of an S-class and had a western feel to his features, it seemed okay enough. Yes, it was fine. Very lion king-esque. Gotta make sure I don’t laugh.

At the press conference, Yerimie and Gakuto sat side-by-side at the center. Other than a reporter who spewed some deranged words about the two ‘suiting each other’ receiving an impromptu shower, it proceeded without much incident.

Then, at dinner, mister Lion King appeared while dressed up like some kind of emperor. That he didn’t show up with a fur-lined cloak was a relief. By this point, I was beginning to acknowledge that at least he seemed to be having fun with it. Peace being given his own separate seat and served specially obtained, fresh high-grade monster meat had appealed to me, at least.

‘Though the constant staring is uncomfortable.’

As Peace had refused the proffered seat in favor of perching on top of my lap, the intense gaze was burning on not only Peace, but also me by proximity. My dongsaeng’s expression was growing more and more chilling as it went on, too. Don’t push it too far. He’d even gone so far as to switch his seat to occupy the spot in front of me.

“The 3Ws, I’ve heard of as well. A pair of white wolves, very excellent. Haeyeon is truly blessed. It’s enough to make me envious.”

“As they number many, they will not be difficult to acquire.”

“Even so, a lion is still the best, after all.”

Ah, certainly, mister Lion King. It seemed that, using the horned flame lion Dungeon as bait, we might be able to reap another bountiful harvest. Thinking of it that way, a tiny little bit of goodwill towards the Amaterasu Guild Leader blossomed inside me. Since he was basically the king of Japan, he’d probably have a lot of nice things. Thank you very much for the Thunderbird’s Attire. Got any more SS-rank equipment.

After eating dinner and soaking in the water for a while, it was suddenly way past nine o’clock. Lights twinkled in the complete darkness that had fallen beyond the window. As it was still too early to sleep, I was wondering if I should watch some TV, when a text came in.

[ To my Partner. I request a one-on-one meeting. ]

It was Sung Hyunjae. The time of reckoning had arrived, it seemed.

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(1) 미소녀 / 미청년 → ‘young lady’ / ’young man’ respectively, but the primary implication is that they’re not yet legal (minor (미성년자))

(2) 황금의 손 → colloquially called 금손 also, basically slang for ‘golden hands’/’hands that have the gold touch,’ used to describe anyone who’s a ‘master of their craft’ (sees a lot of internet usage, like u’d call a rly famous fanartist/writer 금손님 lol

(3) ‘존댓말’ / ‘반말’ respectively; i was planning on releasing this doc w/ 216, but then i got to the confrontation scene here & realized the significance of what they’re discussing would fly right over everyone’s heads w/o an explanation abt those concepts, so i’m also dropping this here for now

(4) ‘한 건 했구나’ → 어떤 일을 한 뒤에 성과를 내다 =한 건(을) 올리다.

(5) 다과, traditional snacks that are taken with tea

(6) 헐 → the sentiment is closer to ‘omg’ than ‘oh my god,’ exclamation of surprise/bafflement

#215화 #the s classes that i raised #tsctir #sctir

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lucy-ghoul · 8 months

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list 8 tv shows for your followers to get to know you ★

i was tagged by @shinsabine (thank you, love! ❤️)

the queen's gambit

dark

sharp objects

black sails

the boys

my ahjussi

l'amica geniale/my brillant friend

breaking bad

tagging @pristina-nomine @octopuscato @haljathefangirlcat and anyone else who wants to do this!

#tagging game #txt

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nso-csi · 2 years

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161016 "1 of 1" Mini Fanmeeting

Vyrl comment: “Taemin whose ignorant of the world” MC: If you think it applies to you, please say it Taemin: I’m Taemin cr. iheartshinee_

Taemin: I really don’t know about things on the internet/tv MC: what do you like then? Taemin: I like stuff that ahjussis like Jonghyun: he’s the type to meet offline cr: yitemin

Jonghyun: I forgot the pw for both my twitter and insta but I made a private acc and I saw everything all of the info about Taemin… Gifs and all… cr: fantaemsie

■ jonghyun: please show us sayanora taemtori. ■ minho: sayanore taemtori? (laughs) what’s this?! ■ jonghyun: sayanora taemtori! ■ taemin: you’re my taemin’s (number one) fan~. cr:sylvinie89

[note: “sayanora taemtori” is a joke / meme that fans made up on sns after the song was released.]

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mnovenia · 8 months

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Day 5 in Korea - 31 July 2023

Finally a rest day. I planned to stay at bella's hotel for a night before going to air B&B. So I woke up in the morning, chill, played with the kids, learning hangugmal w Sooyi till so tired lol, Taekyun Oppa picked up his mother and she cooked very delish foods OMG. I was able to praise her kimchi, her family and connected well with her praise God. Then we left with taxi, heading to hotel, rest for a while, Bella sleep through, I watched TV, went to tous tous for coffee and walked around.

Bella woke up we headed out, planned to Yeonnamdong but rained again so we went to Timesquare area instead. Twas fun, I saw popeye, bought accessories, tshirt, perfumes, snacks thats very delish OMG korean food game is another level. Then I head down, turned out there's DP2 premier, I met jung hae in, son sukku, etc. OMG the koreans are fomo n desek2an juga ya. I didn't like that part. I rested in the bookshop, met Bella again, headed with taxi to Kopark's cafe.

We planned to meet Eunjung Onni + Ellie, who still had meeting. I went out to buy Paris Baguette as I need coffee instead of wine (got me time too, I was just bengong with ahjussi, but it's so hot I can't bear). The resto was nice but not my style. There's a cute big dog, i think at first i spoke ok with kopark. Not until he joined our table, drunk, gave nice bogembap, and acted crazy. I feel like I want to remove my memory on this part.

However it's nice to meet Elly Eonnie, she kept said I had Korean DNA and asked if im sure that im not korean because of my behaviours lol. We had a lot of joke about eunjung eonnie in her 80' born though she's in 79, so I said: cho ddo majimakiyo eonni 89 HAHAHA. They're all so drunk, kopark said bad F words, seems in drug n hopeless, then we headed back to hotel with taxi. Thank you so much Eunjung Eonnie for the treat always, and for taking care of us. Love you

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honeyimissjoo · 4 months

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"It's not a big deal. It's nothing." - My ahjussi (2018) Ep 11

#park hae joon #lee sun gyun #lee sun kyun #my ahjussi #my mister #asiandramaedit #kdramaedit #dailyasiandramas #tv and film #e.w #e.g #my mister hugs

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theinfinitedivides · 4 months

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woke up still a bit numb and then i saw the translation of part of Park Ho San's message for Lee Sun Kyun and lost it again. God

#tv: my mister #my mister #my ahjussi #lee sun kyun #lee sun gyun #park ho san #'now that you're lying down take it easy. stretch out your legs. forget all your heartache and sleep comfortably.#rest well my warm little brother.'#what am i supposed to do with that.

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stilldawn · 4 years

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What does "Ji" mean? It means to "To reach." How about "An"? It means "Comfort." How nice. It's a good name.

#my mister #my ahjussi #lee ji an #tv show: my mister #ch: lee ji an #my mister getting me out of my giffing slump

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theofficialuriel · 2 years

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Dokhyuk Moments: Part 38

79 days…I have no excuses

I also lost my spot so I may have skipped some moments for this part

I’m doing this in a bit of a rush so I won’t be able to change the name romanization, so please bear with.

( - means I skipped some parts (I skip a lot here))

The scene on the screen showed a man wearing a white coat floating in the jet-black sky, with Kim Dok-Ja dangling off that man’s arm.

– Breaking news! <Kim Dok-Ja Company>’s president kidnapped!

Han Su-Yeong’s jaw dropped to the floor as she muttered softly. “….What the heck is that?”

For some unfathomable reason, the Earth’s media had found out about that event. Yi Su-Gyeong and her rather relaxed expression stared at the screen for a little while, then she nodded her head. “That boy. He’s still so popular.”

“Ahjumma?! Don’t you get that it’s a pretty serious problem??”

“But, he looks like Yu Jung-Hyeok-gun. So, what can be a serious problem?”

“Because, that’s not the ‘Yu Jung-Hyeok’. That’s the problem.”

- Gun: Used sparingly for occasions of extreme formality, such as weddings, it is usually used after the first name or the full name. Being used exclusively and exclusively for men, mostly the host.

I love Dokja’s mom-

Han Su-Yeong spat out a groan. But then, the TV’s screen suddenly rewound itself back and the exact same footage played out again.

– Breaking news! <Kim Dok-Ja Company>’s president kidnapped!

She looked around wondering what was going on here, only to discover the stupefied Yu Jung-Hyeok continually poking the TV remote. He rewound the footage several times and repeated it over and over again.

Han Su-Yeong asked him. “…..Hey, are you alright?”

“…..”

“You won’t regress even if your rewind that, you know? Did you even forget how to go back now?”

He didn’t even pretend to hear her. His eyes burned scarily as if he wanted to engrave the appearance of the ‘Secretive Plotter’ in them.

Jealousy Jealousy~

Maybe because it was directly after witnessing something truly shocking, my entire body seemed to be wrapped in this cold air. The kkoma number [999] took off his black coat and placed it over my shoulders.

“I only remember telling you to read a book, so why did you have to provoke them?”

I wasn’t sure what I could say back to him here. [999]’s eyes trembled.

“….You fool.”

For some reason, I feel live I’ve been repeating…did I already post this moment? Wait imma go check. Yeah I’m an idiot.

⸢…..I already knew.⸥

That was Yu Jung-Hyeok.

Of course you did-

It was then she heard the Wenny King’s laughter resound out as it battled the Great Dokkaebis. [It’s too late. He now belongs to the ‘Great Plotter’.]

Kinky

“I still have too many things I haven’t told you yet!”

Or, when she was cooking the hunted game with Jung-Hyeok ahjussi. —

When she ate ice cream with Yi Gil-Yeong and read a manhwa, knowing that the follow-up volume would never be released….

“I, really…..”

If only ahjussi was also in those memories.

“So many things….”

‘I’m not wishing for many things’ – she simply couldn’t say those words.

“I just wanted to be normal….”

This is such a touching scene- the apocalypse gave Yoosung so many opportunities yet it ruined them as well. I want to see a world where Dokja and Joonghyuk get together and raise the kids.

Also, the sight of the emo bastard and Yoosung cooking together is so cute my heart is gonna melt.

As if he was under a spell, Yu Jung-Hyeok grasped the [Dark Heavenly Demon Sword]. It felt so natural in his hand, as if it had been his since a long time ago. And he picked the coat up from the debris as well. It was white, the colour he disliked.

Ohohohoho

Yu Jung-Hyeok slowly opened his eyes gleaming in golden light and spoke back to me. ‘You’re late.’

He didn’t get angry or reprimanded me, simply choosing to say that.

He probably knew that I was playing the role of Sun Wukong, though….

⸢I’m sorry.⸥

‘Talk about unimportant matters later. Defeating this bastard takes our utmost priority.’

“You’re Late” is always so nice to hear in scenarios like this-

As he staggered about, fragmented memories continued to enter his head.

⸢”Eat dirt, Yu Jung-Hyeok.”⸥

⸢”Happy memories! Happy memories!”⸥

⸢”Yu Jung-Hyeok, sit.”⸥

“You son of a…..”

⸢This isn’t the time to think about that, you idiot!⸥

BAHAHA PLS I LOVE HOW YJH’S MAIN FOCUS IS THE FACT THAT DOKJA TRATED HIM LIKE A DOG WHEN HES LITERALLY ABOUT TO DIE

[1863rd turn’s ‘Yu Jung-Hyeok’ is refusing to cooperate with you.]

⸢”I wish to live.”⸥

Not to romanticize this behavior or anything but I wish someone would be my reason to live like Dokja is to Joonghyuk. Vie Versa too.

‘Stop with your unnecessary thoughts. And don’t stupidly sympathise with him, either,’ said Yu Jung-Hyeok. ‘Are you planning to yield to some random bastard after you came this far? Was the Fable you managed to compile so far created solely by copying that bastard’s life?’

I couldn’t reply.

‘If you sympathise with what he says, then it’s the same thing as denying the lives of your comrades who fought alongside you.’

I always enjoy it when yjh talks some sense into Dokja. It’s refreshing.

Yu Jung-Hyeok continued to speak. ‘He could be right. His decisions might have been right, too. However, it’s still not a good enough reason for you to yield to him.’

[Fable, ‘Comrade of Life and Death’, has begun its storytelling.]

‘Because, we are also right,’ said Yu Jung-Hyeok, the one who also endured the tragedies of the 1863 regression turns. Without a doubt, he too was also ‘Yu Jung-Hyeok’. ‘It still doesn’t really feel real to me, but if I have been truly experiencing the 1864th turn, then….’

—

‘Most likely, I came here to witness this sight.’

Pls- yjh literally came to this round to see Dokja. Also. “We” ;-;

Maybe thinking that victory was in the bag now, the ‘Secretive Plotter’ leisurely asked a question. [[I’m curious. The puppet of the ‘Most Ancient Dream’, what is the conclusion you wish to see?]]

“And why should I answer you?”

[[Could it be that it’s the same thing as that ‘Demon King of Salvation’? Do you honestly believe that man?]] —

Yu Jung-Hyeok took a step back while wiping the blood off his lips.

This feels like…a friend lecturing their friend about their boyfriend.

[[You have no idea. No idea how pathetic that ‘comrade’ you trust so much actually is. You don’t know what the ‘conclusion’ of the world he wishes for is.]]

The ‘Secretive Plotter’ faintly grinned as he rained down his [Breaking the Sky Swordsmanship].

[[When this world-line opened for the first time, Kim Dok-Ja’s goal was to merely ‘survive’.]]

⸢I dazedly raised my head and looked at Yu Sang-Ah. Quite likely, this woman will die. And so will I.⸥ —

[[His next goal was to…. To become stronger by using you.]]

⸢”Make me your comrade. I can fill in the part you lack.”⸥

⸢Yu Jung-Hyeok is definitely necessary in order to clear the numerous scenarios still remaining in the future. ⸢ —

Meanwhile, the Plotter continued on. [[After that, well. After he found himself with a little bit of leeway, he even dared to dream of this ‘world’s conclusion’.]]

⸢”Hyung, aren’t you going to make a wish for something?”

⸱⸱ I quietly stared at Yi Gil-Yeong for a little while before making my reply.

⸱⸱ “I made a wish to see the epilogue of a certain novel.”⸥ —

[[Kim Dok-Ja began dreaming the same thing that I used to dream about once upon a time. He wanted to destroy the heaven’s <Star Stream>, and destroy the world beyond the ‘Wall’ that I couldn’t overcome. He wanted to save every one of his comrades, and even….]]

He continued to speak. [[Kim Dok-Ja will not achieve that goal now. Specifically, he won’t be able to.]]

I wanted to ask why he thought that.

[‘The 4th Wall’ is faintly shaking.]

[[A Fable could be made up, but it’ll never tell a lie.]] —

[[….Because, you do not hate the Constellations.]] —

[[You do not wish for any ‘loss’ to occur to this world-line. Because you grew to love this story. And that is why….]] As if he was putting a full-stop on the story, the ‘Secretive Plotter’ declared loudly. [[….You shall never witness this world’s ■■.]]

Yu Jung-Hyeok remained wordless. The raindrops falling on the Tongtian River substituted for any spoken words.

I wanted to say something, anything.

But before I could open my mouth, though, someone else stole the opportunity away.

“So? What is it that you’re trying to say here?” It was Yu Jung-Hyeok. “Since Kim Dok-Ja doesn’t have the qualification, you will see this world’s ■■ in his stead, is that it?”

A faint crease formed on the forehead of the ‘Secretive Plotter’. [[It seems that you can’t think straight anymore. That man whom you thought of as your comrade is no different to the Constellations that you hate. That bastard is….]]

“….He’s a pathetic fool, indeed.” Yu Jung-Hyeok cut him off in the middle. “He was just some contracted worker for a no-name game developer, and his hobby was reading novels.”

His shabby self-introduction-like words reverberated around the sky.

Those were the things I told Yu Jung-Hyeok some time ago.

“His specialty is to run his cocky mouth off, and he has this habit of throwing his life away so that we can overcome any and all impossible situations hindering us.”

Yu Jung-Hyeok was talking about me that even I didn’t know about.

“Someone like that managed to lead his companions this far.” —

“Regardless of what the incoming conclusion is, this world wouldn’t have come this far without him around.”

[[You don’t know anyt….!!]]

“It seems to me that you’re the one who can’t think straight here. Why are you interfering with this world-line, then?”

This is so long- Um…I love how yjh came into defend Dokja like that. He called Dokja a pathetic fool and a sacrificial no-name random bastard as well. Gives me “no one can make fun of you but me” vibes. He proceeded to tell the tale of Dokja- a version of a tale that even Dokja wasn’t sure of. I mean- describing people in a way that even they don’t recognize is pretty hard. And then he basically told Secretive Plotter to mind his own business .

The wrathful [Breaking the Sky Swordsmanship] mowed the darkness down. The Plotter’s figure wavered around greatly as he was pushed back.

Not missing that small opening, Yu Jung-Hyeok’s sword rained down like a raging storm.

“What is your goal, anyway? If you found Kim Dok-Ja an eyesore, why didn’t you kill him earlier? If you found him using your life to survive that disgusting, then….”

The [Dark Heavenly Demon Sword] was now aiming at the neck of the ‘Secretive Plotter’.

[Constellation, ‘Secretive Plotter’, is glaring at the Incarnation, ‘Yu Jung-Hyeok’.]

The moment when the two gazes collided, Yu Jung-Hyeok asked again.

“Why are you still watching this story?”

Oh periodt. Present bf confronting crazy ex.

#kim dokja #omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #yoo joonghyuk #omniscient reader #omniscient reader spoilers #lee gilyoung #shin yoosung #dokhyuk #jongdok #dokhyuk moments #gay ships #crazy ex boyfriend #secretive plotter

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