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Beautifully ‘painted’

<This is a direct translation, so there may be errors in translation>

‘If I'm gonna break down’

‘If I had to break down’

‘I'ma break down pretty’

‘I’m going to fall apart beautifully.’

‘I'm running out of crazy’

‘I’m going crazy’

‘Are you entertained yet?’

‘Are you still having fun?’

- 07 Britney

Every day was repeated.

Every day you tried to dye me.

I tried to close my bright eyes without knowing you like that

The more I did that, the more you tried to dye me with your colors.

In the end, my color turned black because of you.

“I lost my color because of you.”

The pungent smell and thick dust made my throat hurt.

The smoke from the small cigarette obscured the ceiling.

The vision gradually became blurred.

I wish I were like cigarettes.

Not covered

A covering entity.

That's what I want.

My color, which was only transparent, was stained with the colors of many people.

The outside was as ordinary as any other house.

But life inside it was more painful than hell.

I wanted to escape this miserable and lonely prison.

고아원 원장

You bitches, shut up!

I was sitting around with my close friends, telling them a fairy tale I had heard in passing.

He ran towards us, holding a green bottle of liquor, with the stench of alcohol in his nostrils and looking like he had trouble keeping his balance.

He is my fear

He was a dirty father who wasn't even related by blood.

This existence could never be denied

I thought I would never be able to run away from him.

What I learned from him was

'murder'

He put bottles of alcohol on the heads of children he didn't like.

The child became increasingly cold, but the director simply told the other children to clean up.

All I learned from him was how to kill.

Even I, who was like that, now had hope.

The back door of the orphanage was open

I ran like crazy without even putting on my shoes.

So I,

I escaped that fucking hell.

After that, I lived off of the basic living support provided by the government.

I worked and studied like crazy.

So I bought a small two-room apartment.

My home that is neither monthly rent nor deposit,

Another prison of our own making.

'taehyoung kim'

From the moment he met me, he colored my transparent colors.

In black and white.

김태형

“You too, will find me someday.”

The way he spoke, lifting up the tip of his chin, made me want to step on his face so much.

박여주

“Really? Don’t be ridiculous.”

I was sure I wouldn't be influenced by him though

It was a mistake.

박여주

“Kim Taehyung is a crazy bastard.”

김태형

“Hmm, did you like my gift?”

박여주

“Murderer!”

He was my most beloved friend,

The only friend who was like family that I could rely on

Killed.

김태형

“I have more money than you think. If you just listen to me, I’ll save your friend.”

I really hated it.

I felt resentful.

However, since I was at an age where I was willing to die to save my friend, I decided to volunteer to become dyed.

박여주

“At least I’ll break down nicely.”

박여주

“It will shine brighter and be more beautiful than anything else.”

As I finished saying those words, tears flowed from my eyes, and at the same time, my face, which had turned white, turned black.

!analysis!

Transparent color means psychopath.

Black and white represents a lack of emotion.

At the end, the sudden 'My color turned white' means that although I became a psychopath because of the director, my friend purified my transparent emotions!

It's not much, but thank you for reading :)