Seventeen JeonghanxWonwoo Single Album 'This Man' Audiobook Part1
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The man was looking down on the city from a high place
Lights and neon signs that do not turn off even at dawn
Headlights that draw a red trail and blink
All kinds of lights became a colorful yet strange pattern surrounding the city.
There was so much here that never slept.
Nocturnal birds stand like statues on power lines and rooftop railings with their eyes shining.
Cameras observing every corner of the city with red eyes
The man was just like that.
The difference between them and men
Men can go beyond just looking and jump in.
There was no place in the city that men's hands and feet could not reach.
Even if it's in people's foggy dreams
The man enjoyed walking through the dreams of sleeping people.
In their dreams, there were as many desires as the city lights.
In the gap between scenes that the brain could not filter out and emotions that did not subside
He enjoyed the truth he discovered.
The face of a friend I lost contact with a long time ago
Missing promotion results
Last anniversary spent with someone I loved
I failed the exam by one question.
alcohol and food
Apartments and invisible money
a ruined party
everything is ruined
everything that doesn't come back
Those dreams resembled murky waves and tasted salty.
Some dreams were spicy and some dreams were harsh.
And the dreams of those with soft cheeks were often sweet
After finishing my late-night walk
The man gave small gifts to the tired city people.
I was so exhausted, worried and worried that I couldn't sleep deeply until that time.
I approached those who were tossing and turning in their chaotic dreams and breathed into their ears.
Then came a cozy sleep without any dreams.
People couldn't remember the man in black who appeared out of their sleepy dreams last night.
Sometimes, there were people who said that it was like a man like that had appeared in a dream.
I couldn't remember the face at all
A tall man in a black coat, that was it.
People gathered to know the man's identity.
He even drew a montage of pieces of facial features he remembered.
However, the piece was distorted while being brought up from a dream to reality.
The face in the montage looked a bit creepy and did not resemble a man at all.
As the city's rumors always say, the creepy face is not that of a man.
It became a ghost story and spread widely.
'Have you seen this man too?'
The man who came down from high
I drank a pack of lemonade and looked at the flyers on the wall.
The small pack of juice ran out quickly.
The man playfully crumpled the juice pack and ran out of the street.
Thinking about what kind of dream I should take for a walk today
At that time, the city lights flickered as if they were about to go out.
8:47 a.m. The pale man wakes up at the same time every day.
After checking the time and confirming that it no longer worked, I flipped it over and put it down.
He didn't want to worry about time
This was a space that was okay.
A cradle for all the lost created by a pale man
He got out of bed and went out.
A breakfast consisting of only his and A's favorite foods was laid out on the table.
Crispy toast and fried eggs with raw yolks
Instant soup and tomato fruits
But the most important thing was not visible
Where is A?
I searched all over the house, but I couldn't find A.
He sat alone at the table and searched through his memories.
Originally, we were supposed to spend the morning together across from here.
It was like that yesterday and the day before that too.
It will be like that tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, a week, a year, ten years from now.
It should be so, but why isn't it there?
The pale man took a bite of toast.
It felt like my tongue was dead and I couldn't taste anything.
Same goes for soup and fruit.
He went to the window this time.
The blue fog was so thick that I couldn't see anything.
It twinkled like a star in the fog.
At that time, in the silence, I heard a small presence and the sound of clinking dishes.
The man turned around and there was someone sitting across from him in the empty seat.
Covered in white cloth like a ghost
“A? “Why are you using that?”
The man approached and asked
The glossy white cloth had two holes on the face, showing the eyes.
The eye inside the hole was clearly A.
A did not even touch the food and just stared at the man.
I didn't even blink.
The pale man walked in front of A and stretched out his hand to the cloth.
I wanted to see A’s face
However, A got up and turned around before the man touched him.
Then he took a step back and turned around completely, covering himself with a white cloth.
He opened the door of the house and ran away.
The pale man hurried after him, but
Nothing and no one was visible in the empty city filled with only fog.
The man stood on a quiet street in a city with power outages.
All the clocks and machines on the street are broken
The space where warm lights flow in this city
The only house the man had just escaped from was there.
A man listens only to the sound of his own footsteps
I searched through the streets where I could only hear the sound of breathing.
Where did A go?
Why did it appear like that?
he was tired, he was tired
I felt hopeless and sad.
Let's return home devastated
The food prepared for breakfast welcomed him in its entirety.
All the food was rotten.
As if it was never fresh in the first place
The man sat down in front of the table again.
Stirring the spoiled soup with a spoon
Something someone said a long time ago flashed through my mind.
“Soup mixed with pepper can never go back to its original state.”
“It’s the same with lemonade spilled on the carpet.”
can't go back to the way it was
The pale man twisted one corner of his mouth and smiled.
Then he scooped up the spoiled soup and brought it to his mouth.
It didn't taste like anything before.
This time, I vividly felt the sour, salty, and unpleasant taste.
he put down his spoon
The other side was still empty.
Past days overlapped above it.
Was it yesterday? Or a week ago?
It didn't matter because every day was the same here.
Because the only thing that matters is that A exists.
A came out of the kitchen with fruit in a round bowl.
The man smiled brightly and asked A if he had slept well.
A put down the ball and faced the man.
A face with all its features mixed up filled my field of vision.
Too many, faces as empty as this city
That wasn't A's face anymore
The pale man laughed painfully
He belatedly remembered that he couldn't remember A's face.
Also, it is said that he was the one who covered A, who lost his face, with a white cloth.
When the vivid visions disappeared, the pale man was left alone.
In reality, A no longer exists
He's gone forever and can't come back.
Like soup stirred with pepper
Like lemonade seeping into the carpet
It has become irreversible
That was why the pale man ran away to this dream place modeled after a city.
You can still see A here
Can hold hands and make eye contact
The pale man mixed sand powder made from people's dreams and tears.
I carefully made A
Even the shapes of eyelashes, nose, ear pins, and lips were carefully reproduced.
The more it resembles the real thing, the more it feels like the irreversible can be undone.
I was mistaken.
Every day here is the same
It is fueled by memories of the time before everything happened, when the tragedy was not yet felt.
But the fuel was running low.
Time has diluted the past and volatilized memories that we never want to forget.
The man's memories were the same.
The pale man now knew what he had to do
He had to find missing A.
A, wearing a white cloth, is probably the darkest and darkest place in the city.
You will be wandering deep inside
Maybe I went to visit someone's dream connected to the doors.
I had to find him who was lost.
Returning the distorted face inside the white cloth to its original state
This world will never be forgotten anymore
I had to turn all this quiet and vague into reality.
he knew how to do it
This side and that side are ultimately determined by which side leans more.
【ENG】 JxW (SEVENTEEN) 1ST SINGLE ALBUM ‘THIS MAN’ Audiobook-Part2
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