(Ryeoun)
(Choi Hyun Wook)
(Seol In Ah)
(Shin Eun Soo)
(Twinkling Watermelon)
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(Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism, KOCCA)
(All people, organizations, locations, and incidents...)
(in this drama are fictitious.)
(Staff ensured child actors' safety in the filming of this drama.)
This is a Pythagorean prime. We have 1, 2,
and square root of five.
We have a 4 on this side. These sides are 3 and 5. That's it.
This is 2 square root of 10.
It's 2 square root of 10.
Two square root of ten.
Then we have everything we need.
How can we figure this out, then?
Use the Ptolemy's theorem.
- We can just use that theorem. - Yes.
I did it.
Gosh, that brat.
Goal.
Hey.
If you want to waste your life, get out of my class.
Sir.
When was the era of glory for you?
Was it when you passed the exam to be a schoolteacher?
Was it when you married your wife?
Or...
was it when your son was born?
I don't have a child. I'm divorced too.
What nonsense is this?
My era...
is now.
- Get out of my class now then. - I'm sorry.
- Get out. - I didn't know you were divorced.
- I'm sorry. - You brat. Get out now.
- Get out. You little... - Okay.
Gosh. That brat. Seriously.
My name is Ha Yi Chan. I'm 18 years old now.
My life is twinkling to the fullest.
Pedal faster!
Come on. Let's go!
It was the spring of 1995.
There was no doubt that I was in my youth.
My youth radiated without much effort that spring.
I met other young kids who would change my life completely.
(Used Books, The Day)
Thanks.
Sir, did you get any new issues of "Slam Dunk?"
Check the bookshelf over there.
What about "Dragon Ball?"
Check the shelf above the stairs.
The first person to change my life completely was...
"My left hand is there..."
"solely as support."
Kang Baek Ho, the epitome of innocence and positive energy.
He'll forever be my comic brother.
Choi Se Gyeong.
My queen. My muse.
And...
You should be in a band then.
They worship guys in a band.
What is this? Why did you just pop up?
He's not that important. Let's skip him.
Hey, wait.
Why are you skipping me? What are you doing?
Come here, you punk.
Gosh. I'll give you a really good deal for that.
I'm supposed to charge you 23 dollars.
But you can buy it for 20 dollars.
What's that look on your face?
Okay. You have a likable face.
Then...
I'll be reasonable. Just give me 12 dollars.
- Thank you. - My close friend's...
girlfriend's brother...
goes to Baekwang High School, so I'm giving you a good deal.
Okay.
Kurt Cobain.
The legendary band musician. The idol of the ladies.
His life sparkled the most intensely, albeit briefly,
and taught me a piece of truth.
- Se Gyeong. - Se Gyeong.
- It's Se Gyeong. - What's going on?
- She looks great in that shirt. - Gosh, she's so pretty.
My gosh. Why is he not here?
The only way to win over a beauty like her...
for a poor guy with no connections like me is...
I guess you like bands as well.
You should've told me.
Actually,
I'm in a band too.
Se Gyeong.
Do you want to come to our concert later?
My school is having a festival a month later.
I will prepare a performance, just for you.
Please come to watch me.
Does your band actually exist?
- I'm going to make one now. - What?
I bought this T-shirt.
I also bought a guitar pick.
I'm ready to show you my affection.
I just need to start my band. You'll come, right?
Why would I?
I'm making the band just for you...
and putting on the concert just for you too.
Besides, there will be a spot, just for you.
- Give him an answer. - Give him an answer.
- What? - What's going on?
Se Gyeong, I didn't peg you to be such a bold woman.
- Sure. - Really?
Did you really just say, "sure?"
But...
- I have conditions. - Go ahead.
What are the conditions? Just tell me!
But you must promise me this first.
If you can't keep your promise,
you will never show up in front of me ever again.
Fine. But you need to promise me something too.
If I keep my promise,
give me a chance to be your boyfriend.
The chance of that happening is close to zero.
The world of possibility is unbelievable.
Tell me what the conditions are.
Firstly, it must be a new band.
You'd better stop now...
if you're thinking about joining an already successful band.
Secondly, you must already know how to play an instrument.
You will have to do a solo performance.
Thirdly, I will pick the song.
If you're thinking about picking an easy song,
you might as well stop now.
What do you say? Are you still in?
Of course. What's the title?
- What's the title? - What's the title?
What's the title?
- What's the title? - What's the title?
"Come as You Are" by Nirvana.
Hey, can you actually do it?
- That was insane. - Can you really do it?
- Are you sure about this? - What do you mean?
The bet.
What if he pulls it off?
He will never be able to pull it off.
How can you be so certain?
I could tell just by looking at his fingers.
Those weren't the hands of a man who could play an instrument.
Then why did you play along?
That innocent boy must be excited for nothing.
He will need people to play in a band.
The song by Nirvana isn't easy to perform either.
He will be busy forming a band and practicing the song.
He won't be bothering me for a while now.
When he fails his mission,
he'll be too embarrassed to show his face.
But you might have overlooked something.
What do you mean?
A boy in love...
can sometimes have superpowers.
I will bet ten dollars that he will succeed.
Come on. Whose side are you on?
- You want to make what? - A band.
You're not talking about the Band-Aid, right?
- That was a joke, right? - You're crazy, right?
Bands aren't something you can just form overnight.
Apparently, that's possible.
- How? - Baekwang Band.
Are you talking about our school band?
Performances by attention-seekers.
A group of nutcases.
Every time they performed,
they competed against each other to stand out.
So the only sane member, their guitarist,
transferred to another school.
In the end, the band was forced to disband.
- That Baekwang Band? - Yes.
They said yes when I promised them dates with college girls.
Are you crazy? What could you possibly do with those guys?
Hey, my friend.
The name, Baekwang Band,
has already vanished into thin air as a part of their humiliating past.
So now...
(First Love Memory Manipulators)
Did you see that?
I will be the first love of every girl out there.
Se Gyeong will especially lose her memory completely.
Right.
You're my band's manager.
- Congratulations. - What?
- Gosh. No. Never. I don't want... - My friend.
Welcome to The Manipulators.
You definitely promised us dates with dance majors.
I'll kill you if you bring martial arts majors.
What? Have you been lied to your whole life?
I'm sure you've heard of it.
Getting a room in Snail Guesthouse...
is harder than getting accepted into college.
My grandmother runs the guesthouse.
Isn't that a men-only guesthouse?
No college girls can stay in that guesthouse.
You must not know that...
all these men go to prestigious universities.
Their girlfriends are flight attendants,
ballerinas, and designers.
How much time do we have left until the show?
We have 1 month and 10 days until the festival.
- We have enough time. - Okay.
Then...
show us what you got, frontman.
Of course.
This is the moment of truth.
Two, three, four.
What? Why did you stop?
- Are you nervous? - This is all I've got.
How could he be so nonchalant about this?
Am I the only one,
itching to throw a few punches? It's been a while.
Hey, I'm a vocalist.
I can just do a good job with the intro.
I will play by myself during the intro.
You guys can play your instruments while I sing.
Darn it.
Do you think we're some backup band for you?
If you want to sing, go to karaoke and sing by yourself.
Hey, calm down.
Yi Chan, just give it up.
You can't have a band without a guitarist.
You heard your friend, right?
Unbelievable.
It was awful meeting you.
Let's not see each other again.
Let's go.
Wait!
Wait.
Okay. I understand what you're saying.
Let's get someone then. Let's do it!
I'll recruit an awesome guitarist.
Are you that dumb?
We don't have time to recruit a guitarist and practice with him.
We'll need someone like Yoon Dong Jin to make this work.
Yoon Dong Jin? Who is that?
I'll bring him then!
Do you even know who Yoon Dong Jin is?
Dong Jin.
I know him very well.
I knew it.
See? What did I tell you?
I told you he might know Dong Jin because he's from Chuncheon.
Anyone can know him. Knowing him personally matters.
I know who Yoon Dong Jin is too.
Yoon Dong Jin.
The genius guitarist...
in the second year at Chuncheon National University of Education.
He gave a song he wrote at the age of 13 to a professional singer.
He's a talented musician in songwriting as well.
Gosh, he was one of my students, but he was indeed special.
You taught Yoon Dong Jin?
Oh, no.
I said something I shouldn't have said.
The truth is, I'm the one who taught him how to play the guitar.
Gosh. Have some of this.
It's nicely grilled. It's Chuncheon-style spicy chicken.
Let me try it.
It smells just like Chuncheon.
Bal San.
Can you give Dong Jin a call?
- Please? - Yi Chan, it's burning. Flip it.
Hey, you're burning it. Come on.
But why do you need me to call him?
The truth is, he formed a band.
He needs to invite a guitarist at the last minute.
He must do it before the festival.
Gosh. I wonder if Dong Jin will do it.
Perform with a high school band?
That's why I'm asking you to call him.
If you don't want to talk to him directly,
give me his number.
I'm good at kneeling in front of people.
You brat.
Wait.
Dong Jin is a night owl.
So I don't think he will pick up the phone now.
I'll call his oldest brother instead.
Hey.
Hello.
- Hello. - He answered it.
I'm Bal San from Chuncheon.
Who is this?
I think you got the wrong number.
Gosh. I know.
By the way, what's Dong Jin up to these days?
What? He disappeared?
He went to Mount Odae four days ago...
to work on a song?
It's impossible to reach him?
Mount Odae? Are you kidding me?
- You jerk. - Okay.
- How dare you make a prank call... - All right...
- in the middle of the afternoon? - Okay. Bye.
You're totally disturbing my sleep.
So that's it.
Bal San, can you at least give me his phone number?
I'm sorry I couldn't help you.
I need to get going. I have an appointment too.
This is the online forum all the talented musicians are on.
I've seen a lot of recruitment posts for bands too.
Who knows?
Maybe, Yoon Dong Jin might check this forum.
- Let's post one. - Sounds good.
(To Genius Guitarist Yoon Dong Jin from Chuncheon)
(Hello. My name is Ha Yi Chan, the frontman of a high school band.)
Hold on. The bait is too insignificant.
We won't be able to hook him with this.
Then what can we hook him with? Should we offer earthworms?
Tell him we'll offer room and board.
What? Have you gone mad? You need your grandma's approval...
As long as...
you join our bad,
we can provide you...
with three hot meals daily...
and a clean room...
to stay in for free.
Hello.
My name is Ha Yi Chan,
the frontman of a high school band,
First Love Memory Manipulators at Baekwang High School.
Excuse me for being forward in my first message to you.
But I was wondering if you would be interested in...
moving to Seoul, the heart of culture,
from the beautiful lake city of Chuncheon.
My high school will have a festival in a month.
So I have mustered up my courage to invite you...
as a special guest of our band.
As long as you join our bad,
we can provide you with three hot meals daily...
and a clean room to stay in for free.
I also promise you that we will help you navigate...
your new life in Seoul.
Who is this jerk, calling at this late hour?
- Hello. This is Snail... - Hey. He wrote back!
Yoon Dong Jin wrote a post on the online forum!
Wait. I need to hang up.
Dong Jin!
Hello, I'm Yoon Dong Jin.
I was actually planning to go to Seoul soon,
so I was looking for a place to stay.
Reading your offer at the Snail Guesthouse was perfect.
I feel so honored and lucky.
I will gladly join you...
as a guest member for the festival.
- Hi, how can I help you? - Hi.
Do you have any rock albums?
Rock? Just a second.
So he's going to be standing there with the school newspaper?
Yes. I said we would be wearing school uniforms.
So he will recognize us soon.
But I looked into Yoon Dong Jin. He seems quite unique.
He's a little whimsical and quirky.
- Ma Joo. - Yes?
He's a musician. That's how geniuses are.
Anyway, you should curry favor with him.
Don't say something anything stupid and make him change his mind.
Don't worry.
The horoscope said I would be extremely lucky today.
What did it say?
"As a butterfly's fluttering wings change the weather,"
"a small incident will lead to an unexpected result."
(Used Books, The Day)
I'm sorry.
Excuse me, you...
(The CNUE Monthly, April 1995 Issue)
What on earth is going on?
It's 1995?
Yoon Dong Jin?
It's you.
Oh Ma Joo!
- "Oh Ma Joo?" - He's over here!
Gosh. You're here early.
Hey, you're in a band.
How could you not know who Oh Ma Joo is?
You know who Yoon Dong Jin is, right?
Of course, I do.
He's the godfather of Korean band music.
Oh Ma Joo is the one who helped Yoon Dong Jin...
become the number one artist in the country.
Could they be the Oh Ma Joo and Yoon Dong Jin I know about?
Then...
Who...
I'm the frontman of the band, First Love Memory Manipulators.
My name is Ha Yi Chan.
"Ha Yi Chan?"
Ha Yi Chan?
Dad?
It's Dad.
Dad...
can talk.
- Are you really Dad? - I don't think I am.
Ha Yi Chan, born in 1978, Year of the Horse, right?
Unless I've been lied to about my birth, that's probably right.
You grew with up your grandma who ran a guesthouse...
until you were in high school. Her name is Go Yang Hee.
And the name of the guesthouse is Snail. Am I right?
Excuse me. Dong Jin, let's go somewhere to...
Am I right? Answer me right now!
Yes, you're right.
But how can Dad speak?
Because I have a mouth. Can you just allow me to speak?
Why have you not been talking to me?
I thought you couldn't speak since you were born.
And why are you in a band?
How about Mom? Where is she?
It's a UFO.
My goodness.
You can't leave me behind.
I don't know anyone in this area.
Dad!
I'm not your dad!
He...
- Gosh. - Oh, gosh.
Hey, are you sure he's just whimsical?
He's just on another level.
I warned you.
That it wouldn't be easy to deal with him.
He's crazy. He called me Dad.
I would've gotten in trouble if Se Gyeong had heard that.
What do we do? Should we cancel our plan?
Should we give up on our band?
But is he actually Yoon Dong Jin?
Yes, I am.
I'm Yoon Dong Jin.
I don't think you are.
What should I do to make you believe that?
Which school do you go to?
CNUE, entered in 1994, mathematics education major.
- What instruments can you play? - I'm amazing at guitar and bass.
Better than average on the keyboard and quite good at drums.
- When did you start playing guitar? - When I was in elementary...
When I was a fourth grader.
- Date of birth? - March 21, 1975.
My baby bump nickname is Bambi, the deer.
Do you even know that?
Of course. He's a legend in Korea's band scene.
If you read his magazine interviews, you can get all that information.
Gosh, he said he was a legend himself.
He's indeed crazy.
Where did we talk to each other for the first time?
A club bulletin board on a PC network.
Why do you keep calling me Dad?
Because you look like the Father of Music.
What was my first impression?
You were much more handsome than I thought,
which was surprising.
Pass!
Welcome to First Love Memory Manipulators.
Yes.
(In front of Hongik University)
I guess it's your first time in Seoul.
No, it's not. I've been living in Seoul since I was born.
I was joking.
I was born and raised in Chuncheon, and it's my first time in Seoul.
It's my first time in Seoul in 1995, though.
Anyway, he's quite unique.
Don't you think so, Ma Joo?
Okay. Oh, my. The bus is coming.
- Excuse me. - Yes?
I lost my wallet and all my cash.
What do I do? I only have commutation tickets.
"Commutation tickets?"
Oh, well. You look way younger than your age, so...
I got another commutation ticket.
Here are two tickets for two.
This must be a dream.
I just had an argument with my dad before going out.
Now, I'm with my dad who is the same age as me.
And he can speak.
He's even a member of a band.
This must be a dream.
- Hey. - Yes?
I feel so uncomfortable.
His stare is so intense that it could fry me.
By the way, when did you come down from Mount Odae?
- "Mount Odae?" - What?
- What?
I heard you were working on music there.
Oh, that one?
Oh, right. I went to Mount Odae to work on music.
It hasn't been long since I got back.
Like yesterday?
I see.
Oh, right.
Can I speak more casually since we'll be working together?
Excuse me?
I know people don't care about Confucian values anymore, but...
It means no.
No, I don't mind.
You can speak casually.
Really?
You speak casually first then.
How can I...
Come on, treat me as if I'm your younger brother.
Call me Yi Chan.
"Yi Chan." Come on.
Yi...
- Yi Chan. - Yes, Dong Jin.
Did you call me?
We should get off at this stop.
- Let's go. - But...
where are we going?
So who is this person?
The Son of Chuncheon. The genius guitarist, Yoon Dong Jin.
I told you I would bring him.
It was last fall...
when we went to the festival at CNUE.
Yes.
And finally, he came on the stage.
With a blinding halo.
Oh, my gosh.
Thanks.
He didn't need a band.
His guitar alone could cover all the bass riffs, drum parts,
and melody lines as well.
Hyun Yul, what a lengthy greeting.
- That's enough. Let's practice. - I was so excited to meet him...
that I even went to the sauna last night.
I had no idea that you'd fool me like this.
What do you mean? Explain so I can understand...
Isn't it obvious? Do I have to spell it out for you? Idiot!
This jerk. He's not Yoon Dong Jin.
What? What do you mean he's not Yoon Dong Jin?
Why are you so naive?
Do you not have a brain?
Dong Jin, you tell us.
Oh, me?
You were standing at that spot, holding the magazine.
You know a lot about my grandma's guesthouse,
about me, and about you as well...
In fact, you know too much.
Way too much.
Do you get it now?
Do you know what this is called?
This is called fraud, you idiot.
You guys are so dead.
Darn it.
If I see you, you're dead meat.
You'd better behave yourself.
You little... I should've known better when you joined the band...
just because you were head over heels for Choi Se Gyeong.
Darn you!
(First Love Memory Manipulators)
So, you're not Yoon Dong Jin?
So...
you joined the band because of a girl?
You little... Who are you?
- Who is Choi Se Gyeong? - Are you out of your mind?
You duped me. How dare you mess with me?
Look who's talking. Dad, are you crazy?
You're cheating at age 18?
Am I Handel? Why do you keep calling me "Dad?"
Handel is the mother of music. Bach is the father of music.
Dad, you're supposed to be in love with Yoon Chung Ah!
Who is Yoon Chung Ah?
(Thanks for this.)
Oh, it's Frida Kahlo's painting.
I love this painting too.
You're always wearing your earphones.
Yes, your earphones.
Why are you wearing them all the time?
You can't hear anyway.
Oh, that's not what I meant.
I'm sorry.
You're listening to the beats.
Do you like band music?
I see. That's cool.
Do you like that guy?
"That guy?"
Who?
(Do you like that guy?)
Oh, I guess you saw us that day.
Do I like him?
No. Not at all.
But I find him amusing,
like a fun comic book.
One that makes you curious about the next episode.
Hey, Yoon Chung Ah!
Oh, that's right. She can't hear.
What a hassle.
(The homeroom teacher said to come to the teachers' office now.)
Min A, is this really your painting?
Yes.
The art teacher brought this...
and said you kept copying Chung Ah's work.
You tell us the truth.
Whose painting is the original? Who copied whom?
Sir, this is so unfair.
What's unfair?
Why are you interrogating me and not her?
You're already assuming that I copied her!
My goodness. Stop crying at once.
You did nothing to be proud of.
Thank goodness we checked before you submitted this.
This would've been so embarrassing for the school.
Anyway, we can't submit this to the contest. Just know that.
No. Please submit it for me, sir.
I need to win more awards to go to college.
No. Controversial applications will be denied.
That's the rule.
Why are you standing there? Take your painting.
See? What did I tell you?
I said you wouldn't be able to fool our homeroom teacher.
Shut your mouth, will you?
That witch.
She won't even participate in the contest anyway.
Why must she get in my way?
I bet she was the one who told the chairwoman on me.
Chung Ah won't be participating in the contest?
Why not?
She's not satisfied with her painting.
My gosh.
She thinks she's a real artist or something.
But then again, her stepmother is the chairwoman of the school.
No wonder none of the teachers scares her,
and she's not even worried about getting into college.
She got into this school thanks to the special admission program.
The one for students with disabilities.
Gosh, that scared me. What's with her?
- My gosh. Has she lost her mind? - She must be going crazy.
Yes, keep acting up like that.
What?
Hey!
Oh, no!
- Hey! - Break it up!
- Hey! - What are you two doing?
- Hey, stop! - Let go!
- Hey! - Let go!
- Girls! - You two can talk it out!
What? Mom was his first love?
He's never loved another woman in his life?
But he joined the band because of another girl?
I'm so disappointed. He totally let me down.
If this is a dream, I'll wake up.
If this is real, I'll go back to the present at once.
Wait. How do I go back?
(Used Books, The Day)
This is so weird.
I swear, it was right here.
(The Day)
(Everyone needs a little sanctuary.)
(We hope this place becomes your sanctuary.)
Oh, hello. Can I help you find something?
How long have you been running this secondhand bookstore here?
About ten years.
Why do you ask?
Then don't you know La Vida Music? They sell musical instruments.
"La Vida?"
I've never heard of such a store before.
It must be somewhere around here.
Please try to remember if you've heard of it.
I've been living and working in this area for years,
but I've never heard of such a musical instrument shop.
Really?
I'm sorry for wasting your time.
Gosh, don't worry about it.
All right, then. Have a good day.
No way.
What if that door allows you to travel through dimensions?
What if that door is the passage between the past and the present?
Then, the moment I walk out the door,
I could return to 2023.
(The Day, Buy and Sell)
(Used Books, The Day)
Why am I still here?
Why am I still in 1995?
Was I wrong? Does the door only open at night?
No way.
What if I'm stuck here and can never go home?
No. There must be a way.
I must find a way. I will find a way.
Do not lose this transaction slip.
You'll be in a tight spot if you do. Okay?
Oh, there's six cents left.
- I'm sorry. My Wi-Fi isn't working. - What?
Sorry. I apologize.
The number does not exist.
Please check the number and try again.
- The number does not exist. - No!
Please check the number...
I'm starving.
I'll give you the rest later.
Come again soon!
I'll have three servings of tteokbokki...
and the fritters too. One of each.
Sure. One moment, please.
You accept 50-dollar bills, right?
Gift certificates aren't accepted.
I mean cash bills, not gift certificates.
They're big.
(10-dollar bills, 5-dollar bills)
They're big.
They're larger than the paper bills used in 2023.
I'm sorry,
but has the 50-dollar bill not been released yet?
What nonsense.
Anyway, do you want the tteokbokki or not?
Master, darn you.
If I see you again, you're so dead!
If I see you again, you're so dead.
I can't believe I met that imposter. I guess I should blame my bad luck.
I'm home, Grandma.
- Hey, you're back. - Yes.
Hey, why did you come home alone?
What about your guest?
- "Guest?" - Yes.
What guest?
You know, from Chuncheon National University of Education.
Anyway, you said you offered him room and board...
in exchange for free tutoring sessions.
Oh, that. I decided not to do it.
- Why not? - Grandma.
I met him, and he's a con man.
Why do you say that? Did he look scary?
Yes, he looked so...
I mean, he's got a nice face. He's quite good-looking.
What? So why won't you do it?
Did he look dumb?
Yes! He's so...
You were much more handsome than I thought,
which was surprising.
He looks smart.
I don't know who his parents are, but he looked really smart.
What? Then why didn't you bring him here?
You just don't want to study. That's it, right?
No, that's not it!
Grandma, you don't know anything. Seriously!
What in the world?
Goodness. I thought it was the best thing you'd ever done.
Hey.
So? You two parted ways right away?
Then what was I supposed to do? Have a gunfight with him?
Then you should've called me and let me know.
You said you'd bring him here,
so I went grocery shopping and cooked up a storm all day.
Why would you bother making food for him?
Can't you see that your grandmother is talking?
Don't you dare talk back to me.
You said he came here all the way from Chuncheon.
We should give him a warm welcome and take care of him.
Is that how I raised you?
No. I'm sorry.
Wash up at once, and have some food.
He must be exhausted after the long train ride.
He should've at least stopped by for some food.
You're so rude!
Gosh.
He's not a kid, so he won't starve.
- Sorry, excuse me. - Yes?
I lost my wallet, so I don't have a single penny on me now.
I wonder if he's eaten.
He did look quite tired.
What?
Why do I care whether or not that jerk is starving?
He's a despicable con man...
and a complete stranger who has nothing to do with me!
Okay, 1992...
This is from 1990. Nice.
This is from 1999.
Oh, this is from 1991.
Nice.
Gosh, I feel much better now.
Mom.
Dad kicked me out.
Mom.
I feel so lost.
Mom.
I wish I could have your doenjang stew right now.
Mom.
Mom...
That's right. I should look for Mom. Why hadn't I thought of that?
Mom and Dad are the same age,
so if I find her school...
Mom, how come you don't have a single yearbook?
I lost them all in a flood years ago.
What about pictures of your parents?
Do you have any other family members?
No, I don't.
I practically grew up an orphan.
The rest is a secret.
I'll tell you more when you're older, okay?
Okay.
I know nothing...
about Mom.
(Please use it as if it is your bathroom.)
I thought I knew a lot about my parents, but I was wrong.
I thought I knew enough about them,
so I never made an effort to learn more.
And at some point, I stopped being curious.
I told you. I didn't eat it.
Come on. I don't believe you.
Cover yourself with it, or you'll freeze to death.
My own worries always came first.
My problems always took precedence over all else.
I'm freezing.
So I didn't know these things.
The fact that Dad wasn't born deaf...
and the reason Mom said she practically grew up an orphan.
And that there was a time when Mom and Dad...
were called by their own names, not just "Mom" and "Dad."
- Hello? - Hi, there.
So? Are you enjoying your trip?
Who are you, really?
Why on earth are you doing this to me?
Oh, no.
I guess you're not really enjoying your trip.
Why did you send me here?
Well...
Don't you think you should find the reason yourself?
- Hey, mister! - What?
Then how can I go back?
What can I do to return to the present?
Well...
That too. You'll have to figure it out on your own.
Then give me a hint, at least!
Tell me how I'm supposed to view this whole situation,
some rules or missions, for example.
I see. I guess that's what boys in the 21st century like.
For now, just enjoy the ride.
A trip is supposed to be fun, you know.
Viva la vida!
You'll hear from me again.
All right, then. Bye.
Hello?
Don't hang up!
Don't hang up, please!
From the reason I ended up here...
to how I can get back,
I have to figure out everything on my own?
That means...
I'll be stuck here for a while.
(Baekwang High School)
(Ignite your passion to enjoy your youth to the fullest!)
(Contact us to join the band, First Love Memory Manipulators.)
Nice.
It's all over.
It's over? What do you mean?
Yoon Dong Jin just posted on the forum,
calling us con artists.
What?
Hey, that wasn't a con. It was just a misunderstanding.
That's what you think.
Hey, let's go meet him now.
We should apologize to him properly in person,
clear up the misunderstanding,
- and officially ask him to join... - It's too late.
An indie band in Hongdae that recognized him that day...
approached him and recruited him on the spot.
It's game over.
First, post a public apology on the forum.
Then let's post another ad to...
He also posted a warning telling people not to be fooled...
even if they saw our ad looking for a new member.
My gosh. This guy is a good writer.
People are going wild over this.
In the band scene,
we're already done for.
Give up already, Yi Chan.
It's always beautiful to see those...
who leave because they know it's time to give up.
- Do you think Se Gyeong knows too? - What?
That the band is done for.
Goodness. I'm sure she knows.
I hear people are betting money...
on whether or not we can pull this off, so she must know.
Where are you going?
I must tell Se Gyeong the truth.
She'll understand.
Will one week be enough?
To get over the rejection?
No, to find a new member.
What?
I'm going to tell Se Gyeong that we're starting over.
I'll tell her to just ignore the rumors and wait for me.
You. Keep printing the ad.
We got this. I, Ha Yi Chan, can do this!
Darn you! I really can't stand him!
Darn it.
My gosh!
Well, about yesterday...
I'm really sorry!
Wait. Would I be able to join you instead of him?
- What are you talking about? - The band.
The thing is, I can play the guitar pretty well too.
The new member will be provided with room and board, right?
Would I be able to stay at the guesthouse...
instead of Yoon Dong Jin?
My gosh. Have you no shame?
I can't stay long anyway.
Just until I find a way to go back...
Do you know what I had to deal with because of you?
I'm sorry, but can you let go of...
People in the band scene call me a con artist,
and Se Gyeong thinks I'm a failure.
If only you hadn't duped me that day...
or hadn't followed me,
I wouldn't be in this ridiculous mess now.
Do you realize that?
Well, there's nothing I can do about that.
You little...
You'd better hide well.
If I see you again, you're dead meat.
- Don't be like this, please. - Don't follow me.
I said not to follow me!
The truth is,
I have nowhere to go.
Gosh.
Wait!
Just a moment. Wait up! Gosh, seriously!
Se Gyeong!
Have you heard the rumors?
Rumors? About what?
You know, that guy who bet with you the other day.
That wacko from Baekwang High, Ha Yi Chan.
Oh, him. What about him?
He got himself in trouble, trying to start a band.
This time, his plan failed miserably.
Good. He failed even sooner than I thought.
I know, right?
Wait.
What's this? A love letter?
(Myeongse Med School Band Golden Scalpel's 10th Concert)
What?
This is a ticket to Ji Hwan's band's concert.
Is this for me?
I'm sorry to disappoint you,
but this isn't for you.
What? Then where is mine?
Who is it for?
(Do you like band music? Do you like that guy?)
I have to say, this episode was a little disappointing.
I was hoping there would be a twist. What a bummer.
(Western Art 1920-1960)
That idiot is like a wet autumn leaf.
He's glued to me and won't leave me alone.
(Seowon Arts High School, Outsiders Not Allowed)
Shoot.
Ha Yi Chan?
Hey, Jun Ki. My gosh.
Do you go to this school?
Yes. Hey, what happened?
Is it true that you can't start a band?
- I bet my money on you, so I'm... - Yi Chan!
Ha Yi Chan!
Oh, why...
I love you, Jun Ki.
No, Yi Chan. We can't do this.
No. Wait, Yi Chan.
Thank you for everything you do.
My pleasure. Have a good day.
- Stop. - Wait.
- Wait here. - Yi Chan!
- Ha Yi Chan! - Hey!
We need to talk.
About what?
(Seowon Arts High School)
Okay.
Hey, you. Can you throw the ball back over here?
The left hand...
- will only assist... - What?
That's Ha Yi Chan from Baekwang High.
Who? Is he a basketball player?
The name rings a bell, but...
I must run.
That little...
Hey!
Stop right there!
Why is he so fast?
- Catch me if you can. - Stop right there!
This little rat. Where did he go?
Did he go that way?
Is he here?
Darn it.
Where is he?
I swear, I heard his voice just now.
Gosh, why is he taking so long?
Please stay put.
I promise to repay you for your help before I die.
Ma'am.
Did you just call me "Ma'am?"
My gosh. It really is you.
I had no idea I'd run into you here, ma'am.
(Special thanks to Kim Seul Gi and Kim Jun Hyung)
(Twinkling Watermelon)
I thought my life was always meant to shine.
Was she the reason you wanted to start a band?
Until I met this fool.
I was immature...
for thinking I should start a band because I was so in love.
I'm leaving next week to go study abroad.
For now, it's a secret.
Why? Because of Ha Yi Chan at Baekwang High?
What happened to Dad...
when he was 18?
Do you actually want to start a band?
You just want to be popular with girls.
I told you. He goes to Chuncheon National University of Education.
I'm going to be his tutor.
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