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On a whim, Jaejin decided to change his hair color, embracing the motto: "It's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission." In the grand scheme of things, he probably should've sought approval from an image coordinator or some other arbitrary job in the company. But hey, you only live once, and now was the perfect time to make the change. With only 30 minutes before his next lesson, he needed to move fast, hoping to finish before anyone noticed and he got caught in the act.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he hastily mixed the dye, filling the air with the sharp scent of chemicals as he poured it into a bowl. As he stirred, a small splash of brown dye escaped, landing on the pristine tiles near the sink.
He dipped his gloved fingers into the mixture, applying it to his hair in careful strokes. The cool, slick texture of the dye spread through his blonde strands, some of it dripping onto the edge of the sink and down to the floor.
"Come on, come on," he whispered, trying to balance speed with precision. His reflection in the mirror showed streaks of dark brown contrasting against his lighter hair, the transformation already taking shape.
Time seemed to stretch as Jaejin worked, every second ticking by as he hurried to cover every inch of hair from roots to tips. Despite his efforts, more dye splattered onto the countertop and the tiles beneath. He swore under his breath, hastily wiping away the drops with a tissue, leaving smudges behind.
Finally, with the dye fully applied, Jaejin inspected his handiwork. His hair was now a deep, even brown, the color contrasting sharply with his fair complexion. He let out a breath, relief washing over him after completing the task, though he couldn't ignore the mess in the bathroom.
Glancing at the clock, he realized he had spent more time than he intended. Hastily rinsing off the excess dye from his skin and the sink, he frantically wiped down the countertops and tiles, scrubbing away the evidence of his impromptu makeover.
"She loves me, she loves me not; she loves me, she loves me not," he began, looking at his reflection in the mirror. "You see? My mother doesn't love me. Of course not! She wants to live, to love, to wear bright dresses, and here I am, twenty-five years old, a constant reminder that she is no longer young."
He had spent the last few weeks learning this monologue, practicing it everywhere—on the subway, in the dormitory laundry room, even while waiting in line at the cafeteria. Despite his efforts, he didn't know if he was actually improving, He'd done the research, gaining a deeper understanding of the character, but it felt like he still had a long way to go until he was truly satisfied with his character,
He tried to channel the character's frustration and sadness. "When I’m not there, she’s only thirty-two, but when I am, she's forty-three—and for that, she hates me. Besides, she knows I don’t accept the theater. She loves the theater, she thinks she is serving humanity and the sacred cause of art, while in my opinion, the theater of today is hidebound and conventional."
His voice grew stronger. "When the curtain goes up, and, in a room with three walls and artificial light, those great geniuses, those priests of holy art, show me how people eat, drink, love, walk about, and wear their jackets; when from those banal scenes and phrases they try to fish out a moral—some little moral that is easily grasped and suitable for domestic use; when, in a thousand variations, I am served the same thing over and over and over again—then I flee, as Maupassant fled from the Eiffel Tower, which made his brain reel with vulgarity."
He let the words hang in the air, feeling the intensity. Acting didn’t come naturally to him. It required a level of emotional vulnerability and authenticity that felt foreign. As he stood there, uncertain if he could ever fully embrace this path, he wondered if he would ever feel truly at home in this world of make-believe.
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