[Contest 2] Loneliness.
Episode 1. Dad's Black Umbrella
윤여주
I'm back...
엄마
Yes, my lady. Are you here now?
윤여주
Yes... I'll go into that room and rest.
엄마
What's wrong with you? Why is your voice so weak?
윤여주
Oh, I guess it's because it rained.
엄마
Really? Yeah, you've always been depressed when it rains since you were little... Okay. Go inside and get some rest, my pretty daughter.
윤여주
yes.
widely-
I quickly entered the room as if I was running away.
Actually, it wasn't because of the rain that I was feeling down. That feeling had already vanished a while ago. Perhaps I'm feeling this way because of Oh Se-hoon?
Oh Se-hoon came to my house with my umbrella and then borrowed my umbrella, saying he was going to his house.
But is that borrowed... From what I heard, Oh Se-hoon is the type of person who puts everything he has into practice, like, "What's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine."
윤여주
Did my umbrella get ripped off? Should I buy a new one?
Oh, this is the first time I've ever been ripped off. My school life was pretty quiet, and I'd never once gotten involved with a rascal like Oh Se-hoon.
윤여주
I don't know! Just buy a new umbrella!
Then he collapsed on the chair, took out a workbook from his bag, and began to study.
But then, thinking about the umbrella that Oh Se-hoon had borrowed earlier, I put the pencil down again.
윤여주
That umbrella was something I treasured.
The umbrella was a slightly worn, dull black one. People might ask, "Why would you spare it?" But to the heroine, it was very precious.
This story took place five years ago. At the time, Yeoju was 13 years old, and she was, one might say, a child from a troubled family. Her father was a gambler.
Her father was the one who blew all the money her mother had worked so hard to earn. But despite all this, Yeoju loved him. Even though he was a bad person, to her, he was a kind and generous man.
But one day, her father went out with money and came back with a black umbrella. As she accepted the umbrella, Yeoju thought about what her father had said.
아빠
Yeoju... I'm sorry about your father... I'm sorry that this useless father can't do anything good for you...
The young heroine slept while carefully hugging her senseless father's black umbrella.
A few days later, I got a phone call from my mom. After saying "Hello?" for a while, she was silent, and then she started crying.
윤여주
Mom, why are you crying?!
엄마
My dear heroine... Our beautiful heroine... Ugh... My father... passed away in a car accident...
윤여주
...what...?
엄마
When he was found on the road... he was already dead... sob... Yeoju... father... father...
윤여주
Dad...? Why? Why!!!
Dad... Why did our dad... The young female protagonist started to cry out loud. Dad!!!
윤여주
Hwaaaaaaaang!!!
엄마
Heroine... Heroine, don't cry. You have to see Daddy's face one last time before you go, okay? To Daddy... To Daddy, you're going to show your crying face?
윤여주
Heh heh... but... heh heh... I, I won't cry, Mom. Yeoju will show her smiling face to Dad...
엄마
Yes. Our spunky heroine...
The heroine vaguely recalled her mother smiling through tears. And that black umbrella, too.
No matter how scared I was of the blizzard and how much I didn't want to worry about it, I absolutely had to get that umbrella back.
Yoon Yeo-ju / 18-year-old model student / No interest in anything other than what is important to her / Her father passed away when she was young