When I Opened My Eyes I Was a Superstar - Chapter 1

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Life before I opened my eyes

#Life before I opened my eyes

Name: Kim Bo-myeong. Age thirty-three. I’m barely living on the edge of normality.

He didn’t want to live like this from the beginning. I didn’t know anything until I was born, and by the time I started thinking, I started having wild dreams like everyone else.

Out of frustration, I wanted to become a presidential scientist or doctor, and after watching TV, I thought I wanted to become a celebrity.

That dream grew bigger and I decided to become a singer. Although he looked ordinary, he sang quite well, so it wasn’t just such a vain dream that I had no idea what would happen when he grew up.

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But the reality is…

Bo-myeong only became an office worker last year with the rank of assistant manager.

I worked in Q Entertainment’s public relations team for 5 years. Although I couldn’t become a singer and the life of helping singers was hard and boring, I was fortunate to have a job anyway.

“Mr. Bomyeong, Mr. Bomyeong! “What are you doing there!”

“Yes yes?”

“Please move these boxes with me. “Why are you bruised again?”

Real-time search terms passing by without stopping. Articles filling the screen with similar titles and content. Bo-myung was staring blankly at the monitor.

At the call of his classmate Ye-jin, Bo-myeong quickly got up and went to Ye-jin’s side. Yejin was moving promotional material for a singer she had recently produced.

The box full of promotional materials was bigger than Yejin’s body, but Yejin easily put the boxes that arrived from the printing shop back in place.

This level of hard work was not a task for the staff of the agency’s public relations team. It’s just annoying for Ye-jin that she has to do the work herself since the interns and new employees were called to the manager.

Bo-myeong brought the remaining two boxes to Ye-jin’s seat.

“thank you. “What were you looking at like that?”

“Some internet articles…”

My daily job was monitoring internet articles. It was nothing new, so Yejin nodded and began to unpack the box.

Bomyeong stood next to Yejin, listening to the sound of the tape being torn apart. Bo-myeong and Ye-jin were frustrated as Bo-myeong and Ye-jin lingered next to Ha-ji when they had something to say.

Kim Bo-myeong was known as a passive and passive person within the public relations team. Although he was not suited to working in the public relations team, where he had to frequently meet people, he remained at the company because he was recognized for his unique persistence and sincerity.

In any case, an organization needed at least one person like Bomyeong in order for the organization to run. A person who is perfect for handling bad things. That was the overall thought of the public relations team.

In fact, it wasn’t that I couldn’t work. Although there were people like Ye-jin who were frustrated with Bo-myeong’s silent personality, there were also people who viewed it positively.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“That… Seo Kang-jun.”

“Seo Kang-jun?”

“They say I’m going to Hollywood… Is it true?”

Seo Kang-Jun is Korea’s top top top in name and reality! He was a star. A person whose daily actions are a record and a miracle.

He debuted as an idol, became a Daesang singer, and released hit solo albums one after another. My challenge as an actor was also successful. Now, the name actor suits me more.

Furthermore, there was an article saying that he was close to entering Hollywood. This was the article Bomyeong was reading.

Yejin’s eyes opened slightly wide, but soon returned to their usual indifferent expression. Considering Seo Kang-Jun’s recent rise, it didn’t seem surprising.

Of course, 65% of all of this was accomplished by Seo Kang-jun’s own skills. And 34 percent is thanks to the planning power and tremendous push of Ara Entertainment, Seo Kang-Jun’s large entertainment agency.

It was a well-known fact in the industry that Seo Kang-jun was the son of the director of ‘Ara Entertainment’. Since my son was talented and popular, there was no reason not to push him further. I heard that Ara Entertainment is expanding its business overseas these days, and that was true as expected.

“It’s not our agency, so how would I know?”

“sorry. “I think there were a lot of people at Ara Entertainment who knew me…”

“It’s probably true. If there was even a large-scale article published. “What movie is it?”

“I heard it’s a Christopher Nulan movie.”

“Wow, you made a decision. “How far can I climb?”

Christopher Nulan was a famous director in Hollywood. It didn’t matter whether it was a lead role or a supporting role. The appearance itself would be a sensation. Yejin smiled and exclaimed as if it was more than expected.

Bo-myung quietly turned around. Boom – the sound of packaging being opened was loud behind me.

‘Seo Kang-Jun… He’s going all the way to Hollywood.’

It was a life that anyone would envy.

If it weren’t for his bad relationship with Seo Kang-jun, Bo-myeong would have envied Seo Kang-jun like everyone else without even knowing anything about it.

***

Bang!

Bomyeong flinched more at the sound of the door closing. Bo-myeong was thrown next to the toilet in a corner of the bathroom. The bathroom at the end of the hallway on the 5th floor of Gujeon Middle School’s main building was closed due to the age of the building.

The unused bathrooms were taken over by the so-called “iljin” children. Cigarette butts thrown here and there were piled black on the floor as no one had cleaned them up. The smell of arbitrarily ground urine filled my nose, and the blow I had just dealt to my solar plexus made it even more difficult to breathe.

“Hey Bomyeong~! Think of it as your house and come out after rest~!”

“Then why aren’t you listening? “Relax there and think again.”

After saying a few words to each other, I heard the group giggling and leaving the bathroom. When he did not listen to the group’s orders to harm the female teacher, the group dragged Bomyeong out during break time, beat him, and dragged him to this bathroom.

Bo-myeong used the back of his hand to wipe away the tears that were flowing from his eyes without realizing it due to the physical and mental pain. The back of my hand, crushed by the cigarette fire, was trembling.

Dark and dirty bathroom. I shuddered as it felt like bugs were crawling all over my body.

Bo-myeong was becoming sick due to the bullying that had continued for a year.

There was nothing that could save Bo-myeong in this darkness. My parents were busy with dual incomes, and I couldn’t worry more about them as they worked hard to raise a child. The teacher was indifferent to Bomyeong, who had nothing special about him.

‘I wish this was all a dream.’

When I got home, the lyrics of the quiet song I listened to to fall asleep, hoping not to wake up tomorrow, were my only comfort.

The lyrics were about breaking up with a lover, but paradoxically, they also fit Bo-myeong’s situation and penetrated my heart.

***

‘I wish this was all a dream.’

Bo-myeong acted blankly all day and was eventually broken by the team leader. ‘What on earth is wrong with you, Mr. Bomyeong?’ I heard that voice several times.

‘I know.’

Bo-myeong couldn’t understand himself either.

It wouldn’t have been surprising if Seo Kang-Jun had now entered Hollywood.

When Seo Kang-jun first showed his face on a TV screen, it was when Seo Kang-jun was singing on stage as a singer, which had once been Bo-myung’s dream. When I saw that. Bo-myeong’s miserable feelings were indescribable.

The sky is falling? It was different from that kind of shock.

There was no such thing as ‘sky’ for Kim Bo-myeong. In the first place. There was no time, not even that day, when Bomyeong went through that dark, long tunnel of pain that felt like eternity.

Middle school grade 1. Bo-myeong, who was no different from other kids except that he was a little good at singing and a little bad at soccer, caught the attention of Seo Kang-jun, a transfer student, and was exposed to indiscriminate violence during a time when he was losing his vitality. Bo-myeong asked Heaven several times why something like this had happened to me, but Heaven did not answer.

There was no reason from the beginning. It was just that Bo-myeong was on the road that Seo Kang-jun passed by. Bomyeong just didn’t have the strength or ability to overcome Seo Kangjun and his group.

“Mr. Bomyeong!!!”

Panting, Ye-jin chased after and grabbed Bo-myeong’s shoulder.

“What’s really wrong with you today? “You almost got into big trouble!!!”

After work in front of the Q Entertainment office building, Bomyeong was heading to the bus stop. Ye-jin caught Bo-myeong, who was inadvertently moving his legs to cross the crosswalk.

Bomyeong’s life has changed. Bo-myeong’s dream was no longer to be a singer. Living normally. That was Bomyeong’s dream. Instead of walking around the streets shaking and looking everywhere, wondering where a fist might come from, like everyone else, I just live a normal life.

However, I wasn’t blaming Seo Kang-jun or being bullied for not being able to become a singer. Just because I dreamed of becoming a singer, there was no guarantee that I would succeed.

But seeing Seo Kang-jun as a singer… felt like hell had begun again.

“yes?”

Yejin sighed and pointed to the traffic light at Bomyeong’s dazed look.

“It’s a red light!”

“Ah…”

Bo-myeong sighed as he saw the signal. It was clearly a blue light, but it seemed like the signal had changed while I was lost in thought.

“ah? “Be careful, really!”

“Thank you.”

Bomyeong nodded and greeted Yejin. Yejin, who was feverish, looked at Bomyeong’s complexion as if she was worried.

“are you okay? “Something’s wrong, right?”

“What’s going on…”

Seo Kang-Jun is said to be entering Hollywood. Seo Kang-joon, who threw my life into the gutter. I couldn’t even say that. Bo-myung smiled awkwardly and shook his head.

“Nothing happened.”

It will be okay again. It had to be okay. Because he had to continue living.

While Seo Kang-Jun was on a roll, moving from cathode ray tube to screen, Bo-Myeong was also pursuing his own life. I did my best to study and entered a decent university in the Seoul area.

Anyway, I got a job at a famous agency. Q Enter was also the place where the singer of the song that comforted Bomyeong belonged to.

“Are you really okay?”

“yes. “Let’s go in.”

“Yes, please go in carefully!”

The blue light came on again. After receiving Ye-jin’s greeting, Bo-myeong began to cross the crosswalk.

Kkeeeeeeeeeeeee——!!!

bang!!!

Am I trapped again? It was dark everywhere.

‘Oh, I hope it was all a dream.’

Bo-myung slowly closed his eyes.

Of course, 1 percent is luck.

And maybe that heavenly luck came to Kim Bo-myeong too?