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Part 1 (Episode 1 and 2)
(2) The Best
Wonbin put down his luggage and sat on the sofa. He felt so heavy that he felt like he wanted to go down endlessly on the soft cushion. It’s been about a month since he’s been away from home? However, it was unfamiliar as if it had been a few years since he came back. Under his knee, surrounded by a hard cast, he felt a shallow pulse at his ankle. When he lifted his right leg and wiggled it once, a throbbing pain automatically made a yuck sound. He looked around the room once. A space prepared by his parents for him to concentrate on training. The only one that had changed in this room was himself. Slowly getting up and standing in front of the display case with crutches on. Trophies and medals from participating in large and small competitions, a placard gifted by an unknown fan, a handwritten letter and a well-dried bouquet of freesias were placed there. It was for this reason that he temporarily put off his parents’ worried suggestion that it would be better to stop organizing and return home. It was Wonbin who thought he had to organize these by himself. His eyes lingered for a long time on the photo of him smiling brightly with his arms raised on the podium. It was the day when he set a new youth record. Translated by: RIIZE_SUBS (@naueitaro, @mimitadiary, @justchanyoung) “So what?” A sharp-pointed thought came out of his mouth without realizing it. It’s all done. I said it’s all done. Wonbin chewed and clenched his hand tightly. His face reflected in the silvery smooth trophy cup was distorted on the round surface and looked just like a mutant fish. While he doesn’t know what to do in the future or what he can do… There’s only one thing Wonbin can know. It was that, he wouldn’t be able to laugh like he used to. He lay in bed without eating all day. There was absolutely no will in his heart. I’ll be like this for a while today, but it’s okay. He stayed still and focused on the sound of his heart pounding and beating fast. He was more angry than sad. He couldn’t forgive himself for the fact that he loved to run, only to realize it after he couldn’t run anymore. And there was something else that made Wonbin angry. His past self who did his best. He shouldn’t have picked up the baton he dropped. The thought that this happened because he did not give up tormented Wonbin. The opponent also ran as hard as he could, so he couldn’t overcome the acceleration. And he slipped towards Wonbin, who was picking up the baton and the two players rolled around in an instant. Translated by: RIIZE_SUBS (@naueitaro, @mimitadiary, @justchanyoung) At that time, Wonbin’s time passed slowly. He heard the crackling sound vividly and he only thought that the baton was broken by an overly contrived sound. But he found out a few seconds later. That it was his ankle that was broken. ‘I shouldn’t have done my best…’ Wonbin turned around. The tears dripping wet the pillowcase in a circle. Now, he had to accept that the dream of being in the national track and field team, which he had been dreaming of for a long time was broken. That night, Wonbin heard the sound of his dream breaking. It hurt five times more than when he heard his ankle crack. As if the miserable time had opened its arms and was ready to embrace itself, it was useless to pray that tomorrow would not come. Translated by: RIIZE_SUBS (@naueitaro, @mimitadiary, @justchanyoung) Download 99.53 Kb. Do'stlaringiz bilan baham: |
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