Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

112 – To Recreate the Future

The air in the living room was literally like a sheet of ice. It was better than when the dating rumors first broke out, but everyone was still tense and hunched over.

Chiik.

My father and uncle said they couldn’t possibly watch the press conference with their minds open and brought out cans of beer from the refrigerator and opened them.

Honestly, if I were just one year older, I think I would have done the same thing. I would have been that nervous.

“Today is the day when both oppa and unnie are sold out?”

On the other hand, Han Yu-jin, who was the only one sitting with a calm expression, smiled mischievously when she saw me approaching the sofa. I smiled bitterly as I thought about how bold she was.

“Are you laughing?”

“Why can’t I come out? I’m sure you’ll do well anyway.”

“Is it because I’m at peace, or because I have great faith in my sister…?”

While muttering as if it was ridiculous, I was secretly envious of the guy’s boldness. On the other hand, I felt embarrassed because I thought that while Han Yu-jin, who was younger than me, was mature enough to trust Yu-na and wait for her, I was the only one who couldn’t trust her.

“Don’t worry too much, oppa. The company already approved it, and the other sisters are cheering you on, right? It won’t get any worse.”

“Yes, Siyoon. Eugene is right. Even if people find fault with today’s press conference, you just need to think about loving each other beautifully from now on.”

“Yes, sir.”

Still, hearing encouragement from the two of them made me feel much better than when I was cooped up in the corner of the room alone.

Well, that’s right. Since I can’t turn the press conference upside down right away, the dice have already been rolled. Today’s news about Yuna’s relationship will be revealed to the public, and there will be people who will accept it and people who won’t.

That would be the same even if Yuna denied the dating rumors. In the end, the public will believe what they want to believe and not believe what they don’t want to believe.

However, even in such a situation, Yuna did her best. The subsequent response is the result of her efforts. There is no way to do anything about it with our own strength, and trying to change it is foolish.

If there is a positive result today, we can just walk together as it comes, and if there is a somewhat negative result, we can just walk together as it comes. So there is no need to be afraid as if everything will be distorted by this one choice.

Thinking that way made my heart feel a lot lighter.

“Son, would you like a cup of coffee?”

“I’m fine.”

I asked my mom for coffee, which I would not have been able to put down due to the tension, and leaned back against the chair. My stiff body felt like it had loosened up a bit.

“By the way, what’s going on with Siyoon? From today on, I won’t be able to even look at any other women.”

“I didn’t intend to keep an eye on you in the first place, what is it?”

The mother also seemed to have relieved some of her tension, as she smiled faintly and even made this joke.

Even though everyone gathered here must be holding their breath, I am so grateful that everyone is saying something for me.

I think everyone knows that the person who is most nervous here right now is none other than me.

“By the way, people might be confused. Usually, press conferences are not held for dating rumors.”

“That’s why there’s so much talk in places like communities. What on earth are they talking about that they’re holding a press conference just for a dating rumor?”

I expressed my strong agreement with my father’s soft words while sipping his beer.

In fact, as my father said, there are very few cases where a public press conference is held for reasons such as dating rumors. There are cases where stories related to dating rumors leak out during press conferences held for other reasons, but it is almost impossible to hold a press conference for this sole purpose.

That’s why, conversely, there were often cases where the public, who didn’t know much about Armo, were interested in why they were holding a press conference over a dating rumor. Some even went as far as to joke that they were using the dating rumor as material for viral marketing.

On the one hand, I was curious. The one who suggested holding a press conference must have been the CEO, but why on earth did he hold such a public event? Unless he had some other intention behind holding this press conference, it’s hard to guess the reason.

It’s almost as if the thing that had been silent all along was kneeling down to gain momentum. That’s what I’m thinking.

“Huh? Here we go!”

While I was trying to guess what the CEO and Yuna were thinking, Han Yu-jin, who was sitting under the sofa, loudly tapped my leg and announced the start of the 12 o’clock news.

Perhaps in the case of Yuna’s press conference, it would have been broadcast live for a long time, so it would have been placed a little lower in the priority list. That’s why I calmed down and waited for the announcer’s first comment.

Kwak.

“Siyoon, don’t worry. It’ll be okay.”

“Yes, Dad.”

My father, who was always so blunt, held my hand and encouraged me, and for some reason my heart ached, but I tried to suppress my emotions.

The one who needs to cheer up right now is not me, but Yuna who is in that position. Let’s wait without being overly excited or joking around, Park Si Yoon.

I promised my girlfriend that I would trust her and wait for her.

***

I slowly opened my eyes, which had been closed, at the sensation of someone shaking my body.

A rather unfamiliar space. This is none other than the small waiting room next to the press conference room. Jiwon is next to me, having arrived three hours early and finished preparing.

“Yuna, would you like to take some cheongshimhwan before you go in?”

“It’s okay, sis.”

He smiled faintly as he refused the Cheongsimhwan that he had taken right away during his debut stage.

Strangely enough, I’m not nervous at all. Maybe it’s because I know what will happen next, unlike when I tell my boss or my members about my relationship.

No, it won’t be just that. It’ll just be a certainty in a corner of your heart. The certainty that today’s press conference will definitely end successfully, and that Siyoon and I will be able to smile and meet again.

“Oh, sis. Instead of the Cheongsimhwan, could you give me some coffee?”

I scanned the various items on the table, starting with the lunch box, and pointed to the take-out-only glass at the end and asked for it.

It was one of the coffees that Unnie Jiwon had bought earlier, wondering if anyone would like to drink it. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to find its owner, and was just sitting there cooling off on the table.

“Coffee? Why coffee? You don’t drink coffee much.”

“It’s just that, I feel like drinking.”

Shiyoon said this before. She said that strangely, when she drinks coffee, her mind seems to work better. Since today is a day where she absolutely cannot make a slip of the tongue, she decided to try the power of coffee.

Besides, this is just my feeling, but for some reason I have a groundless belief that Siyoon is also waiting for the press conference while drinking coffee like me.

By the way, it’s still bitter. The affogato that Shiyoon ate in front of me back then was okay. But it seems a little more edible than before. I wonder if I’m starting to take after my boyfriend’s taste.

Tiring. Tiring. Tiring.

【You’re the same age as me – Hey! Do your best!】

【Girl Crush Soeun – Don’t worry, everyone will support you.】

【Our eldest Seungyeon – Don’t be nervous and cheer up, Yuna!】

While I was sipping my Americano with a frown on my face, I checked my chatroom after hearing a loud notification sound and saw messages of support from the members in order of their age.

As I read that message, I felt the warmth of the members who followed me out of the dorm in the morning and hugged me every once in a while as they saw me off.

【Me – (emoticon of a blonde character saying, “Trust me”)】

There are a lot of things I want to say, but in the end, it can be summarized with this one emoticon, so I just finished replying briefly and switched to another screen.

Only then did I realize that I had only told Shiyoon to trust and wait for me, and not the members. I felt a little sorry.

“But Yuna, what have you been looking at all this time?”

As I was reading the words that appeared on my phone screen, Jiwon, who had been looking at me intently for a while, tapped me on the shoulder and spoke to me.

I guess he felt something was strange because he wasn’t watching YouTube or videos or anything, and was just focused on the letters written on his phone. I couldn’t tell him the truth, so I decided to cover it up a bit.

“This? It’s just a prepared answer to an expected question.”

“Really? That’s thorough. Can I take a look too?”

“Absolutely not.”

Sister Jiwon pouted her lips, saying it was fatal. I’m sorry, but unfortunately there’s a good reason why I can’t do that. What’s written on this piece of paper isn’t just a simple expected question, but everything that will happen in the next moment.

The questions that are directed at me and the answers that I have to give are all written down exactly as they are on an answer sheet. It is like a cheat sheet that only I, who has seen the future, can create.

Just yesterday, I read it dozens, hundreds of times and memorized it. I was afraid that if I got even one word wrong, the future I dreamed of would change.

I consider this a vision of my future self pulling me back to my past, and I have never erased it from my mind since I had this dream.

And now, it’s time to move forward to make that dream come true.

“Yuna, let’s go.”

“Yes, sir.”

I got up from my seat at the words of the manager who was sticking his head out through the door.

The moment I stepped out of the hallway, the scenery that unfolded was exactly like what I had seen in my dream. It was so accurate that I almost thought I was dreaming that dream again.

Crunch. Crunch.

I don’t bow my head. I straighten my shoulders and confidently walk toward the future I desire.

Click! Click!

As we arrived at the press conference venue, flashes of light went off everywhere to greet us. The president and I stepped forward, bowed deeply, and then returned to the table to sit down.

From the petite female reporter sitting in the front row to the broad-faced male reporter behind her, their faces are exactly as I remember them.

I felt relieved by that fact and hid the smile that was about to escape my eyes.

“Hello, my name is Han Yuna, a member of Armo.”

After finishing the greetings I had prepared, I made up my mind.

I believe that this will be the beginning and the end of my steps towards the future.