An Actor Who Has Lived For 10,000 Years [EN]: Chapter 329

329. #60 – The Whirlpool (2)

“Hah, hah…”

Clutching my throbbing head, I entered the house, still holding Song Yoona’s hand.

Song Yoona looked at me with a worried expression, holding my hand tightly as she spoke.

“Oppa, are you okay?”

“…Yeah.”

I replied that I was fine, not wanting her to worry, but the headache showed no signs of improving.

Instead of washing away the pain, my head throbbed even more.

The smile of Song Yoona, who had been as happy as a child at the amusement park, was nowhere to be seen. She was biting her nails like a panicked child, seeing my frowning face.

I didn’t want to show her that I was in pain, especially since she had come all the way to LA to see me.

Tearing headache.

It felt like someone was hitting me hard on the back of the head, but I took a deep breath and relaxed my expression.

“Yoona, I’m okay. You don’t have to worry.”

“Still…”

Song Yoona sat me down on the sofa, then sat next to me and carefully began to speak.

“Oppa, you look so tired. Did you overdo it at the amusement park because of me?”

“No. I was just a little dizzy, but I’m really okay now.”

I held her hand.

As I smiled, hiding my painful expression, her worried face seemed to ease a little.

So we leaned back on the sofa to rest.

Song Yoona clung to my arm and carefully asked, “Oppa, is living here okay for you?”

At her sudden question, I raised my eyebrows.

“Of course. But why do you ask?”

“Oppa, you said you had a headache back when you debuted in Hollywood last time.”

“Ah…”

At her words, my head throbbed again.

Last time, when I was filming in Hollywood.

After all the filming was over, I stayed in LA to wrap up my 10,000 years of life [referring to his past lives and the burden they carry].

Back then, I lived in constant pain, just like now.

At the time, I felt like I was living in hell every day, wondering if there could be any greater pain.

I woke up every day tormented by headaches, and when I fell asleep, I struggled with hellish nightmares.

Back then, it was Song Yoona who saved me.

The moment she suddenly appeared in LA, my hell turned into heaven.

Now, here in LA, I was spending every day suffering from headaches, just like back then.

But the only difference between then and now is one thing.

I’m with Song Yoona, but my headache isn’t going away.

Why is that?

I never felt any pain just by being with her….

Song Yoona seemed to think that the reason I was in pain was the immense pressure I felt in Hollywood, and she said to me with a pitiful expression.

“If it’s too hard, you don’t have to act in Hollywood, you know?”

At her words, I patted Song Yoona on the shoulder and said.

“That’s not it. Whether it’s Korea or Hollywood, I’m happy to be acting.”

“That’s a relief, but I’m…”

The moment Song Yoona spoke to me.

“Ugh…”

A sudden surge of extreme pain.

My hand was touching her body.

Looking into Song Yoona’s eyes, I screamed in agony from a pain I had never felt before.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

I grabbed my head and curled up.

Hiding my face so she wouldn’t see me like this, Song Yoona’s face flushed instantly.

“What, Oppa.”

“Hah…”

“Oppa… hey, what’s wrong? Are you in a lot of pain?”

Song Yoona stood up in a panic, fidgeting and stomping her feet.

I grabbed my head with both hands and took a deep breath.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she shouted in a trembling voice.

“911, yeah, I can call 911…. Ah, what’s the number… what should I do….”

Song Yoona, with tears streaming down her face, trembled and searched for her cell phone.

How many minutes, like hours, passed?

Suddenly, the headache disappeared as if it had been washed away.

The sight of Song Yoona looking at me with a tear-stained face.

I reached out to Song Yoona and hugged her tightly.

“I’m… okay now.”

At my words, Song Yoona looked at me with tearful eyes and barely opened her mouth in a sobbing voice.

“Are you really okay?”

“Yeah, my head suddenly hurt, but I’m really okay now. I’m sorry for scaring you.”

“…….”

She rubbed her face roughly with her sleeve to wipe away the tears, and shouted at me with a serious face.

“Hey, you didn’t get a checkup, did you?”

“Huh?”

“I told you to get a checkup in Korea. Didn’t you get it then? No. I’m sure you didn’t get it.”

At Song Yoona’s words, I quickly tried to look strong and was busy making excuses.

“No. Nothing came up. I don’t have anything… wrong.”

But I couldn’t fool my girlfriend, Song Yoona.

As soon as she saw my expression, she lowered her voice with an angry face.

“Don’t lie. You didn’t get a checkup, did you?”

“…Is it that obvious?”

“Yeah. If you were going, you would have told me you were going.”

At Song Yoona’s words, I scratched my head with an awkward smile.

“Well… I’ll definitely do it next time.”

She frowned and glared at me.

“When? Get a checkup in the United States before filming starts next week.”

“Hey, it’s okay.”

Song Yoona shrugged her shoulders as if she couldn’t understand why I kept putting off the checkup.

“Why don’t you get it?”

“Just because. It’s not urgent. Besides, I feel more comfortable getting it in Korea, and I’ll definitely go to Korea and get it after this filming is over.”

The reason for my headache won’t come out even if I go to the hospital.

The reason I’m struggling in pain every day is not a health problem, but because of my long past.

Rather, if the doctor says that there is nothing wrong with the health checkup results, it will be even more of a problem.

If there is nothing wrong with my body, but I have a headache, everyone will be more worried.

At my words, Song Yoona sighed and muttered.

“Get a checkup right away if it hurts more. Okay?”

“Yeah, I promise.”

***

The movie ‘Karma’ began filming.

After Song Yoona left, I was back to my killer and victim life, as if nothing had happened, and I was becoming more and more exhausted.

It was all part of the immersion.

A face and eyes full of sensitivity.

I stepped onto the set with a sharp expression.

I was in charge of the first scene from the first shoot, and so was Robert.

As I approached the set for the shoot with him, Robert ran to me as if he had been waiting for me.

“Oh, Hee-sung!”

Robert’s unique high-pitched voice.

Since revealing that he was my fan, his voice had become even higher when he treated me.

But today, I didn’t have the luxury to accept his fuss.

It was hard to even smile at someone.

“Ah, hello.”

He seemed a little embarrassed at my greeting, but he still held up the camera and shouted brightly.

“It’s our first shoot, let’s take a picture. I want to upload it to SNS [Social Networking Service]!”

“…I’m sorry. I think I need to prepare for the shoot.”

“Ah, right. I’m sorry. Then let’s take it after the shoot. Haha.”

Robert smiled at me as if it wasn’t a big deal, took a step closer to me, and carefully brought up the subject.

“But Hee-sung, I think the atmosphere is quite different between when we first met at the script reading and a few weeks later.”

I was uncomfortable with Robert talking to me so much.

But I didn’t want to push him away.

I just didn’t think it was necessary.

“Really?”

“Yes, back then, you felt like a friend, but now, what should I say… a killer. It feels like Hee-sung is the character he’s playing. Unfamiliar and difficult to approach… that kind of person.”

At Robert’s words, I nodded.

“I guess I’m immersing myself in the role to get ready for the shoot.”

At my words, Robert admired me even more and gave me a thumbs up.

“Wow… that’s so cool. That’s why I can’t help but be a fan.”

A few tens of minutes later.

Robert, who had been playfully pouring out words in front of me, was gone, and Robert appeared as a fellow killer.

Robert and I were standing facing each other on the set.

Numerous cameras and staff surrounded us.

In this moment of intense tension, director Fabian stood up from his seat with a solemn face and shouted loudly.

“Ready, action!”

At his signal, Robert and I began a conversation not as fellow actors, but as fellow killers in the play.

“How dare you touch my list?”

The scene began with Robert’s line.

Even at his fierce expression and tone, I didn’t shake my eyes and glared at him.

“Where did you see my kill book? Someone like you…!”

I stared intently into Robert’s eyes and evilly tore one corner of my mouth, and he seemed flustered and his eyes trembled.

***

Filming continued for several days.

The set was still busy with filming.

Director Fabian smiled with satisfaction as he watched Jin Hee-sung’s performance.

“Jin Hee-sung… that friend doesn’t seem to be acting. He’s just the character himself. It’s creepy.”

He stroked the goosebumps on his arm and grabbed the megaphone.

“Good. This time, let’s put a little more power into Robert’s lines.”

At director Fabian’s words, Robert and Jin Hee-sung nodded and began preparing again.

“Ready, action!”

When the red light came on in the camera, Jin Hee-sung recited the lines with a chilling look.

At that time, everyone on the set was focused on Jin Hee-sung.

Callie came to the set and waved to the staff.

“I’m here….”

But the staff hurriedly blocked his mouth.

“Shh, shh!”

The staff reached out and showed that Jin Hee-sung was acting.

Callie gestured that he understood and nodded.

Then, he crossed his arms and watched Jin Hee-sung’s performance.

Jin Hee-sung’s eyes and expression were chilling.

The atmosphere that was emitted even without saying a word seemed to overwhelm the audience.

Callie frowned and stared at Jin Hee-sung, biting his lip.

Callie, who was quite shocked by Jin Hee-sung’s acting skills at the script reading, had been immersed in acting practice since that day.

It seems that he wanted to protect his position as the center of Hollywood.

However, Callie’s pupils shook at the sight of Jin Hee-sung showing an amazing performance than what he had seen at the script reading.

“He’s not just acting, it’s like he’s possessed… no, it’s like he’s actually experienced the life of a killer?”

At his words, Callie’s manager next to him nodded.

“Yeah. It’s like he killed someone yesterday.”

“I know. How can he be like that?”

The manager admired Jin Hee-sung’s performance while sticking out his tongue, but soon looked at Callie and praised him.

“Callie, ordinary people like us can’t follow, but Callie, you can do it enough. No, you act much better than Jin Hee-sung. Honestly, Callie was a genius since he was a kid!”

Even at the manager’s words praising him, Callie shook his head coldly.

“No. That’s beyond the realm of genius… it’s like God-given.”

“…Is it that much?”

Even at the manager’s flustered words, Callie answered firmly.

“Yeah. You don’t know, but I feel the aura of a killer from that Jin Hee-sung. Look at the murderous intent in his eyes. It feels like I can smell blood just by looking at his face.”

Callie was swept away by a feeling he had never felt before, looking at Jin Hee-sung, who was acting far away.

“Jin Hee-sung… he’s an actor I’ve never seen before. That’s for sure.”