The Coma Patient Was a Musical Genius

Coma Patient Was a Music Genius
Episode 010

… this wasn’t a diary.

Even one page was full of the same sentences.

Even if you turn to the next chapter, the content is similar.

What is that?

-I win first place in this contest. I win first place in this contest. I win first place in this contest… … .

What is this?

I burst out laughing because I was so dumbfounded.

That’s what I was like.

The law of attraction, something like that.

I turned the next page again.

But hey.

-This time, I will definitely beat Hae-hu.

Who is Haehoo?

It’s definitely a name in context… .

I hit my head in frustration.

It meant to work quickly.

But there was no tea.

Well, then there’s nothing we can do.

I just woke up from my coma, so I might find out soon.

And from what I heard from my uncle, I’ve won occasionally, but I’ve come in second more often.

In that case, I think this guy Hae-hu is number one.

This is fine.

If this is the law of attraction.

I guess it did come true in the end.

Because now my past life comes to mind.

‘I guess I was pretty desperate.’

If you look at what you’ve done, it’s like this.

With that thought in mind, I carefully covered my secret note(?).

I also secretly congratulate you on your success in the Law of Attraction.

“… … ?”

When I say it like this, it seems like it’s a third party, but I don’t know. Sometimes I get confused like this.

I guess I’ll get used to this as time goes by.

Maybe it’s because I was surprised just now, but my headache has gotten much better.

I think it’s time to go wash up now.

Click-

I opened the door and went outside, where I saw two unemployed people watching TV and giggling.

Things were good, then bad, then good again.

The relationship between the two is a bit difficult.

I was thinking of sitting next to him and watching TV for a bit, but then I went in to wash up.

Shaaaa-

I closed my eyes tightly with the warm shower water running. As I did this, I felt like all my fatigue was being washed away.

Did I originally like showers?

I think that’s probably what it was.

If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have been able to do it for this long.

Even after I came out of my long shower, my uncle was still giggling in front of the TV. My father seemed to have gone into his room.

Come to think of it, wasn’t your uncle a job seeker?

Well, I don’t think so.

“Is it fun?”

“Hey, do you want to watch it too?”

“no.”

“… … .”

I was just tired.

Because the filming took quite a long time.

I was about to enter the room but then stopped.

I suddenly turned around.

The place I went to was the room where my parents were.

“Yeah, Hyesung. Why?”

My mother, who was wearing a mask pack, lifted her face slightly.

“I’m trying to sleep, but it’s noisy outside.”

“… What?! Are you still watching TV?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

Only then did he really come into the room.

The conversation I heard outside was quite interesting.

“No, just look at this….”

“What time is it now? Isn’t it off?”

“It’s almost done….”

“5, 4… .”

“Okay, okay. I’ll turn it off and go in.”

Well, I guess I got it.

The hierarchy in this house is clear.

I turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.

I closed my eyes and felt sleepy.

It was a time when I thought that if I blinked and lost consciousness, I would see the sun rise right away.

Something strong struck my mind.

uh.

Now that I think about it, I… .

How did you end up in a coma?

Did you have an accident? Or did you feel dizzy again and fall over?

I don’t remember at all.

But I’m so tired now.

Let’s ask tomorrow.

Writer Park Eun-kyung opened her eyes to the sound of her phone ringing in the morning. The name of PD Seo Kyo-il of the drama department flashed on the screen.

“Yes, PD.”

As soon as I picked up the phone, the next thing I heard was a report on casting child actors.

After a week of auditions, they were unable to find a suitable actor.

“Was it all the same after that?”

During the first three days of the week, Eun-kyung Park also auditioned and was judged.

However, since it was impossible to participate until the end during the busy time, Eun-kyung Park left after clearly stating the conditions she had in mind.

But the problem is… .

-You know, we looked for not only child actors, but also piano majors in middle and high schools across the country.

The conditions were too strict.

Eun-kyung Park sighed and got up from bed.

She looked out the window, smoothing her messy curly hair on the pillow.

The drama was her first attempt at a music drama in 15 years as a writer.

Classical music material, but now with a touch of romance.

“Among the students, there weren’t any at all? I told you that your acting skills don’t have to be that tight. You only have a few lines per scene.”

-Maybe because they are majors, they all have excellent playing skills, but the problem is the camera test. To call Inwoo a child actor…

That’s important too. Park Eun-kyung nodded.

Lee In-woo was a top star who played the male lead and genius pianist in the drama .

The actor who plays his younger self also had to have some level of looks.

It may be harsh, but it can’t be helped.

-Honestly, I think writer Park is a bit too greedy. He’s weighing both his looks and his performance. Or he should just pull up a close-up and use a body double.

“PD, there is no room for negotiation on this.”

Eun-kyung Park’s voice was filled with determination.

Her perfectionism was renowned in the industry.

But this time it wasn’t just stubbornness.

“Don’t you know that the piano performance shown in the flashback scene is the most important scene that resolves the plot in ?”

After declaring that, Eun-kyung Park crossed the bedroom and came out into the living room.

Then I sat down on the sofa and opened my laptop.

The audition profiles of the candidates we reviewed over the past week have appeared.

Good-looking kids who used to be kid models, students with a brilliant history of winning piano competitions, and last but not least, child actors whose agencies were urging them to play the piano well.

‘I’m not that good at playing.’

Park Eun-kyung was horrified by her agency’s lies.

People were made to have high expectations, and then they were completely fooled.

The character played by Lee In-woo was a piano prodigy from a young age, but his skills were not limited to simple New Age performances.

Since Park Eun-kyung’s name value was high, it was the agency’s trick to push it in for now and see.

-What should I do now? I don’t have much time.

There was a hint of impatience in PD Seo Kyo-il’s voice.

Because the drama production schedule was getting closer.

-Writer Park, are there any revisions to the script?

“No, absolutely not.”

Eun-kyung Park refused outright.

The story of the protagonist’s childhood as a genius pianist was an element that doubled the drama’s emotional impact.

-I need to make a decision soon.

Author Eun-kyung Park covered her face with her palm.

If it were up to me, I would like to find a child actor who meets the requirements, even if it means postponing the broadcast.

Realistically, that wasn’t possible.

“Then let’s look for it a little more.”

-Hi… .

It was when PD Seo Kyo-il was groaning.

Just then, a notification rang telling me I had a new email. It was profiles of new candidates from the casting director.

“Is it really true that I am being too greedy…?”

It was just a monologue that came out without me knowing it while I was flipping through the profile.

PD Seo quickly answered, “Yes, that’s right.”

I covered my laptop.

The morning sunlight was pouring in outside the window. Is it that time already? She got up and started making coffee.

“PD, shall we meet this afternoon?”

-A sudden meeting?

“Let me review it with you.”

-Writer Park, didn’t you say you were busy writing?

“I’m busy, but this is the most urgent matter. I’m so anxious that I can’t concentrate right now.

-Okay, then. Come over here around lunchtime.

I hung up the phone.

Park Eun-kyung suddenly wondered why she was so obsessed with perfect casting.

was already a hot topic even before it aired. It is highly anticipated as it is the return of top star Lee In-woo and the new work of star writer Park Eun-kyung.

The industry predicted that the viewer ratings would easily reach double digits.

Because of that?

Because there is so much interest and anticipation?

No it wasn’t.

This drama was more than just a hit.

A story about healing through music, and about talent and destiny. It was a scenario that Eun-kyung Park had secretly been harboring since she was a young writer.

And the male protagonist’s flashback scene was like the climax of the scenario.

That was the reason I wanted to cast the character perfectly, even if it was just a minor role that appeared in a flashback scene.

“Oh, this is driving me crazy… .”

That moment.

“My grandchild, my grandchild… … .”

My grandmother, with her hunched back, welcomed me.

After waking up from a coma, I went to visit my maternal grandparents to say hello.

As soon as my grandmother saw me, she started to cry and rubbed my cheek.

“Ugh, ugh… … .”

I feel a bit awkward saying this, but

To tell the truth, from my perspective, it was the first time I saw an old lady rubbing her cheek.

Because I don’t remember at all.

This time, it’s the same even if you look at the face.

Still, I.

“Grandma, I’m okay.”

“… Really?”

I pretended to remember.

Just, um.

I wanted to do that.

“Yes, really. Are you okay, Grandma?”

“… Huh?”

“I heard you had a bad leg.”

It was a comment made when looking at the walker for the elderly in the living room. It was a device with four wheels that you placed your hands on.

Judging by the frayed grip, it must have been used before I fell into a coma.

“… I’m okay, I’m okay…”

The family was also looking on happily.

A look that asks if you remember that.

Fortunately, it seemed to have gone well.

“Don’t get sick from now on?”

“sure.”

“Okay… .”

Only now did the wrinkled palm fall from his cheek.

It was a long time since we had been in contact, and the warmth was still lingering.

“It’s not your fault at all, so be strong… … .”

It was then that my mother and uncle cut me off abruptly.

“Hey, Mom!”

“… You said you prepared something delicious because a comet is coming. Let’s eat quickly. I’m hungry because I came all the way here from Seoul.”

Um, what is it?

While I was doing that, my grandmother headed to the kitchen.

My mother and uncle followed, and my father remained silently looking at the veranda.

Soon, we all sat down to eat together.

White steam rose from the stew, and the yellowish pumpkin pancakes were sizzling with oil.

There was also freshly pickled kimchi and pickled red peppers.

‘… So much.’

The braised flounder was so shiny with seasoning that the flesh fell off just by touching it with chopsticks.

After tasting them one by one, I told my grandmother.

“Grandma’s cooking is still the best.”

still.

“That’s right, Hyesung, you really liked your grandmother’s food.”

“There was a time when you tasted something I cooked and complained that it tasted different from what your grandmother made.”

“How much?”

Yeah, I guess so.

After finishing the meal, my grandmother got up.

“Shut up.”

“Where are you going?”

“I should bring my grandson’s favorite shikhye.”

I liked shikhye too.

I felt like my memories were gradually coming back to me.

“Sit down, it’s right over there.”

My grandmother sat my uncle down as he was about to get up and headed towards the kitchen.

Even while we waited, our family was full of chatter as usual.

“Grandma is a good cook, is your brother-in-law a good cook?”

“Grandma.”

“…son?”

“There was definitely something different.”

“…I’ll try harder from now on.”

My uncle laughed.

The laughter stopped only after my father said, ‘Don’t even think about coming back to Seoul.’

Drinking water while pretending not to know anything is useless.

Oh, by the way.

I was going to ask this.

“Oh, I have a question.”

“Why is my brother-in-law’s cooking so tasteless?”

“You really should stay here.”

“Hey, what’s wrong~”

I said.

“How did I fall into a coma?”

It was a place filled with laughter until just a moment ago.

At that moment.

“… … .”

“… … .”

A heavy silence fell.