Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo
ℂ𝔸𝕃𝕃𝕀𝕆ℙ𝔼 Please be informed that this is a Kumi post.
I was young. My thoughts were so pure and simple back then. When I was just six years old, I saw you in the blue sea, and in an instant. In that brief moment, countless emotions flowed through me.
Excitement. Happiness. Excitement. And,
"...My destiny?"
fate.
"Luck, it's fate!"
I was convinced you were my destiny, and from that day on, I called you destiny. The sight of you meeting my eyes with those clear, bright eyes, the kindness of yours as you quietly placed the Pororo Band on my desk when I was hurt, all touched my heart.
hey.
"yes?"
"Why do you turn into a strawberry when you see me?"
"Hey, strawberry?"
"huh."
"Do you like strawberries?"
"...apples are better,"
"That, that, then!"
"...."
"Call me an apple! I call you destiny!"
"I'm sorry. Like this?"
"Yeah! Kim Un-myeong!"
"...It's strange."
No! Absolutely not!
In a fit of urgency, I shook my head in an X shape. You blinked, shook your head up and down twice, and then left.
"... oh my god."
It's so cute!!!
Dad, I found my daughter's marriage partner!
Twelve years old. Fifth grade. When I was much older than you, you left for Seoul, a city teeming with high-rise buildings. Some of my friends shed tears at the end of the teacher's speech, but I didn't.
"Don't cry. You'll become uglier if you cry."
Instead of tears, I harbored a wish. To see you again. Kim Seokjin, my destiny. I desperately wanted to see you and confess.
Kim Seokjin. I can't even begin to describe how hard I've lived with this stone in my heart. Even walking around, I'd stop at nothing to see your name and the smoky rice bowls you'd find at Kim Seokdol's Somuri Gukbap restaurant, or Kim Dojin's Sonmat restaurant. I'd pause for a moment before quickly going in.
"Boss! Is that incredibly handsome Kim Seok-jin your son?"
...Is this it, my lady?
Of course, every time that happened... I just ate my food diligently.
Not only the restaurant, but I also found it scary.
Seaweed mixed with seaweed, this otter and Seokjin's laundry, Kimchi Jjajangmyeon with flat noodles... etc.
I missed you that much. No, I wanted to see you.
Eighteen. The age to study diligently toward your dreams. While everyone else was opening books and picking up pens, I was rolling out dough and picking up a pizza cutter. Pizzaioro. That was my dream.
"Do you like pizza that much?"
"huh."
"Why? I get sick of eating too much."
"The toppings all go well together,"
"What suits you?"
"Because it's new and delicious."
"But you said your dream was to become an actor?"
"...How did you know?"
"I heard it when I was introducing myself in the first year."
"That's right. So when I grow up, I'm going to do a pizza commercial."
"...."
"Then I can eat a lot of pizza?"
From then on, I dreamed of becoming a pizza maker. A few years after you left, I started exploring pizza restaurants and even occasionally kneading dough at home, following Baek Jong-won. These days, I make pizza for my neighbors as gifts and as practice.
"Honey, the old lady next door asked me to make her a sweet potato pizza."
"Sweet potato pizza? Then tell him to wait a moment."
"And next week we're going up to Seoul."
"Seoul? Then wait a minute..."
for a moment,
"Seoul??? Seoul where Kim Seokjin is???"
"Yeah. You said you wanted to start a pizza business. If you're going to be like this in the countryside, it'd be better to go up and learn at a vocational school."
What the hell is going on right now???
My heart pounded at those words, almost bursting. Seoul. Kim Seokjin. Pizza. All of these words were associated with you. The flour in my hand fell out, crashing to the floor, and fluffy particles flew into the air. Like the clouds I saw the first day I saw you.
How did you do that, Seokjin?
I guess I still believe too much that you are my destiny.
24 years old. After many failures and one success, my pizzeria, which had become a huge hit with its sweet potato candy pizza, finally made the headlines of a famous reporter. Bibbidi Pizzadi casts a rookie actor as its advertising model. My pizzeria, no, the brand, has chosen an actor as its first advertising model.
At a young age, I became a hugely successful pizza business owner and rose to the prestigious position of CEO. In the corporate world, everyone remembered me as "Bibbidi Pizzadi Lee Apple Chairman." It was a special rule I made that I use a nickname of my own choosing, rather than my real name. I wanted to be remembered for a long time.
"Chairman Apple! Mr. Unmyeong wants to see you now. Is that okay?"
"Luck, fate??"
"Are you by any chance an old acquaintance?"
"Well, the sphere is correct."
I don't know if you'll remember me.
Stage name: Destiny. Real name: Kim Seok-jin.
I'm going to see you now.
"...."
"...."
Wow. Kim Un-myeong.
"Hello. This is actor Destiny."
"...Pizzadi, ah, no, Bibbidi Pizzadi, Chairman and CEO."
"nice to meet you."
"Yes...me too..."
Nice to meet you...
Twelve years, was it because it felt so long? You didn't seem to remember me. Was I the only one who remembered Kim Woon-myung, or rather, Kim Seok-jin? On one hand, I felt a pang of disappointment, but I decided to be content with having met you. I took a bite of the beautifully plated apple pie on the table. "Damn... how did you know I liked apple pie?"
He began to tell his life story, starting with trivial matters. What he liked and what he disliked. It was obvious information I already knew, but I forced a smile and nodded.
"Mr. Chairman, was your dream to become a pizza chef?"
"ah,"
"...."
"... yes."
"why?"
"The boy I liked since I was little liked pizza."
"Did you like the boy that much?"
"I liked it, I like it, and I will like it."
confession.
"I like that guy."
My first and last confession,
"Please tell him I miss him too."
I told you,
"... yes?"
"Please tell her I miss her too."
"...."
"I wanted to see you, I wanted to see you, and I'm going to miss you."
"... You. You!"
"Please tell the director."
ㅁ, what?
The corners of fate's lips—no, yours—twitched. Soon, I heard that distinctive laugh I'd last heard twelve years ago. "Remember, remember?" In contrast to my agitated voice, yours was a calm response.
“Remember? You were always going around saying fate, fate.”
"But why..."
"I just wanted to tease you a little."
"... I, I...."
"Don't cry. You'll become uglier if you cry."
"I'm dying..."
"sorry."
Tears welled up in my eyes at the thought of how much we'd missed each other. Seeing my shoulders shake, you stood up, striding over to me, and wrapped your arms around me.
Now everything falls into place. Your stage name was destiny. You ordered apple pie. You chose Bibbidi Pizza over countless other brands.
It was because of me.
It was because of Lee Yeo-ju.
"I missed you."
"Me too. Me too, Kim Seokjin."
"After we finish filming the commercial and the drama we're currently filming, let's go out and play."
"where?"
"To the place where Kim Un-myeong and Lee Sa-gwa began."
Let's be together now.
Lady.
30 years old. I picked up my phone and saw a pile of KakaoTalk messages and missed messages. Normally, I would have ignored them, but I smiled faintly and checked the content. I answered each one, then went to the news page to check the day's article. I threw the phone away and straightened up.
"My lady."
"huh?"
"Let's eat breakfast."
"blood,"
"Not pizza."
"Yeah, yeah."
When I saw you lying next to me, I smiled again. You must truly be my destiny. My heart keeps racing. Just looking at you.
"so do i."
"okay?"
"When I look at you,"
"If you look?"
"My heart is like an apple."
"What the hell are you talking about."
Ordinary days. Perhaps, days made a little more special by your presence.
[ Actor Unmyeong, Chairman of Bibbidi Bafizza, and Director Lee Sa-gwa, ]
Now I make another wish.
[ Engagement. Official statement that they will now live as Kim Seok-jin ♡ Lee Yeo-ju.]