“Ugh, ugh… Heh, I want to keep living here with Hajin and Yujin. I don’t want to go to America and live, ugh.”

    I tried to recall memories from my past life.

    Since my memory isn’t clear, I guess I don’t think predicting the future is important.

    Since I only heard their names before the regression, I have no way of knowing what they were doing at this time.

    ‘Sora’s English was at a native speaker level.’

    When I saw him appear in foreign movies or OTT dramas, I thought he had lived abroad because he spoke English fluently.

    If you compare the current situation with the future before the regression, it does match, but the problem is that Sora can’t come back right away.

    ‘I don’t like that.’

    After broadcasting together for several months and talking on the phone often, we felt like we had become childhood friends, so I didn’t want to break up.

    Especially since Sora likes me so much.

    The same would be true for Eugene, who became attached to his rival.

    “Does your mom live there with you?”

    “I don’t know. But my dad said he’s going there to make a movie.”

    Director Han Jae-ryong appears to be advancing into Hollywood.

    You won the Best Director Award at Cannes, so you must have been receiving a lot of love calls.

    Since my sick wife is there, I’m thinking of changing my stage of activities.

    Of course, Sora will be going to school there… so I won’t be able to see her for a while.

    ‘It could be longer than my hiatus.’

    This is a family matter and there’s nothing I can do about it.

    The prediction of the future also showed no reaction.

    I guess you’re just telling me to let it flow.

    ‘I guess there will be a gap in our relationship one way or another.’

    A feeling of helplessness weighed heavily on my body and mind.

    All I could think about was wanting to grow up quickly.

    *****

    There are rumors that director Han Jae-ryong is advancing into Hollywood.

    Although it was not reported in the news because the source was unclear, news of the movie version gradually spread and reached director Kim Si-woon’s ears.

    “Khan must be really great. He’s taking all the Korean directors from Hollywood.”

    “I should have gone earlier. Even the Chinese kids are going over there one by one, so what can’t we do?”

    “Yeah. Since your sister-in-law is there anyway, you just need to go.”

    “What about your daughter? I mean, Sora.”

    “How can you leave a 6-year-old behind? You have to go together.”

    “Ka, even a genius child actor is being stolen by America.”

    “How do you know what to do when you get there?”

    “I took a picture with him last year. He’s 5 years old, so he’s old enough to be looking for his mom, right? But he really captured the emotions and spoke his lines in front of the camera, like an actor. If you try it, you’ll get the feeling right away. He’s a kid who can never leave the movie world.”

    Director Kim Si-woon, who had considered Sora as a child actor in his next work, lit a cigarette with a regretful expression.

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    As expected from a cost-effective director, Director Kim Si-woon makes movies quickly.

    The director’s strengths are fully reflected in ‘Confessions of a Pianist’.

    After working on the scenario, pre-production, which includes casting actors, location scouting, and staff organization, took four months.

    With the 100th scheduled filming session (the process from the start of filming to the end of that day) just around the corner, the core filming (PRODUCTION) will be completed in two months.

    After going through post-production including CG work, editing, marketing, and film printing, my first film will be released in theaters.

    “It’s tight, but what can I do in 4 months? We have to finish filming by this week, so get your act together.”

    “There’s no problem with filming here, but when are you going to film the flashback scene? All the scenes with Hajin are finished.”

    “He told me to come in the afternoon. He said he would play 4 songs at once.”

    “Is that possible? You have to play with different feelings?”

    “I just left it because she said she would do it. I don’t want to give Hajin any separate direction for her acting. She’s the type of person who can pull out everything in my head just by giving her a script, so what more is there to say?”

    “It was like a vending machine. If you tell it to act, it will pop out. And it’s flawless.”

    “That’s right. Smoke vending machine.”

    That afternoon —

    Although it is a scene where only the piano is played without any dialogue, emotional acting is more important than anything else.

    You have to be scared, tremble, get angry, then calm down again and hate someone.

    Although each song had to express a different emotion, they decided to film them all at once.

    If you have aftereffects, your mind will become tangled and it will be difficult to film the next time anyway.

    Whether it works or not, it’s better to just kill them all and finish them all at once.

    ‘There may be no aftereffects.’

    Since it was a piano performance, I only received direction on what emotion to express for each song.

    Since there is no script to follow, no one knows what the outcome will be when you get into it.

    If I can’t get out of the smoke like before, it will be the most difficult filming.

    Because it’s a scene where only I appear, there’s no one to share the aftereffects with.

    The music director assigned one song each, starting with Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 14, also known as the Moonlight Sonata.

    Since this is where the young protagonist used to practice piano, it is composed mainly of famous songs that many people are familiar with.

    “You can think of it as a rehearsal and practice until filming. It’s a song that you can play well enough with your skills, but honestly, I’m curious about how you’ll express your emotions.”

    The assistant director said while setting the music score.

    ‘I’m glad I watched this movie in my past life.’

    Director Kim, who became a master because of his early failures, rarely mentioned it at official events.

    So after becoming a fan, I searched for the works he directed on Wikipedia and found this.

    It wasn’t on IPTV or OTT, so I barely managed to get a used DVD.

    I plan to portray a protagonist who has lost his humanity due to memories of his past life.

    I’m talking about the murderer protagonist who was erased by the butterfly effect I caused.

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    Although he had lost his humanity, he was not a murderer who killed anyone without reason.

    He only desired death that would end his destiny, and he only killed those who would bring about such a death.

    Such people were an unspecified number of people and had blood relations, so they became indiscriminate killers.

    “Sa, save me! Siwoo, why are you doing this to me!”

    “Why are you like that? Then you should have driven well. Why are you answering the phone while driving?”

    The protagonist saw his uncle crossing the center line while talking on the phone. He was sitting next to him.

    “That’s, what the… Kkaaah!”

    He stabbed her dozens of times, then threw the knife away and said:

    “Haa, haa… I feel a little better now.”

    The emotion behind this murder was ‘anger’.

    ‘The protagonist always gives emotions when he kills someone. If you play while thinking of that person, the feeling will come alive. If there are aftereffects… Think of this as the last time.’

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    Director Kim Si-woon couldn’t take his eyes off each and every finger that flowed over the keyboard, and the subtle tremors of the corners of the eyes and lips that danced according to the emotions.

    This is because before the script was turned around, the protagonist, who had become a monster with all sorts of emotions entangled, appeared before our eyes.

    ‘That little boy is struggling with emotions that are difficult to handle.’

    Every time I pressed a key, I could see the blade slicing into my flesh.

    Between the white and black keys, dark red blood spurted out, invisible to the naked eye.

    The sound of the performance became a sharp scream and mercilessly attacked my ears.

    A thrill ran through me like waves, and a hot excitement engulfed my whole body.

    It was a feeling that was hard to describe.

    I’m angry, I’m scared, I’m going crazy, kill me, kill me!

    The emotions that I wanted to capture are imprinted in my eyes beyond the camera.

    My throat is being squeezed by every passing moment, making it difficult to breathe properly.

    It’s so pitiful that my fingers are about to break from pounding the keys like crazy.

    He barely manages to contain his tangled emotions and finds his tone with extreme sensitivity.

    He brings out the cool-headedness of a blade sharpened in a state of nothingness, and pours boiling hatred into the sun-kissed peace.

    Even the staff members who were watching held their breath.

    A tight tension wrapped around the surroundings like a noose, leaving no trace.

    Octaves of despair that could explode at any moment decorate the keyboard.

    How much time has passed,

    The fingers that used to strike the keys, shaking the soul, noticeably slow down.

    A tear runs down my cheek through the beads of sweat.

    It was a brutal ending that cleansed me of all the negativity that was eating away at my soul.

    In this way, a child burned out all his emotions, going back and forth between extremes of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure.

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    The emotions of the murderer were recreated one by one and added to the performance.

    What is the result? Just the gaze looking at me is enough.

    Because everyone had a blank expression.

    A terrible feeling of helplessness washed over me.

    My cochlea is shaking, so when I try to sit up straight, my body tilts to one side.

    I can’t keep my balance because I feel like all the blood is draining from my head.

    ‘Even if it’s not a script, there are aftereffects.’

    Irregular breathing and exhalation scatter the barely uttered voice into the air.

    Director Kim came running because he thought it was strange that he was just gasping for breath in his seat.

    I staggered to my feet and was held in Director Kim’s arms.

    “Haa, even if you say you don’t need a hiatus, I won’t let you appear. Every time I see you acting, I can’t breathe and I’m dying.”

    I already told director Kim Si-woon that I won’t be acting for the time being.

    [If you feel like you can control your emotions, come back right away. I’ll always leave your role empty.]

    I couldn’t oppose the solution recommended by the teacher, and I felt very sorry.

    “How was it? That… that act you did while playing the piano.”

    Even with my body like this, I can still act first, so I guess I’ve become an actor.

    Director Kim, who had been looking surprised, soon smiled faintly.

    “It was the best. I can’t even say anything.”

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