My Daughter is a Music Genius

Episode 1

squeaky. profit.

The old swing made a sound.

It was fortunate for Seong-Hyeon Cho.

Because it covered up his sobbing.

“Chae Yoon-ah… I’m sorry, Dad.”

he murmured

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My life so far has been like hell, but in the face of this great sorrow, it was nothing.

I’ve been doing this for over a month without doing anything.

It was a life full of regrets.

I like the entertainment industry that shines like stars, so I just worked for an agency and made my wife suffer.

Because I was busy with work, and there were many days when I couldn’t go home, so it was my wife’s job to do all the housework.

Even that would have been too much for her, whose health deteriorated after giving birth to a daughter.

only suffered

When his wife died, he too wanted to die.

But there was only one reason I didn’t.

It was because of the last words of his dead wife.

‘honey… Our daughter, our daughter Chae-yoon, will take care of you.’

So it survived.

I lived one day.

He continued to work for the company he worked for and made money.

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My wife’s death insurance came out, but I didn’t spend a single penny.

Because it was the price of his wife’s life.

I couldn’t write at all.

Die worked, and my daughter grew up well.

It was good that I wasn’t sad when I was working like crazy.

So I focused more on my work.

Recognized and promoted.

One year passes, two years pass.

When Chae-yoon was 7 years old, he started making music at the suggestion of a senior at the company.

At first, it was a light arrangement.

It didn’t take long for it to be composed.

I should have known then.

The company just thought of itself as a tool.

Gradually he fell in love with music, and his music became a success.

When a song he composed took first place and demanded profits from it, the company turned his back on him.

He didn’t even have a copyright in the first place.

1 male singer.

His name was registered as a copyright, and he was on numerous shows as a singer-songwriter.

A scapegoat for the singer’s smooth success.

That was Seong-Hyeon Cho.

When you are in despair because of betrayal.

Chae-yoon is dead.

It was a car accident.

I regret every moment of my life until now.

I was frustrated with myself.

After my wife died, I regretted why I couldn’t have done better before she died.

Even though my wife left a will to take good care of her daughter… he did something stupid

“You asshole.”

Bumping, he spit out a swear word.

it’s just sick

How could he shudder by saying that he wasn’t sad when he had a seven-year-old daughter and devoted himself to work and music.

Is that what a parent is supposed to do?

“Your dog.”

Jo Sung-hyun spit out abusive language and raised his hand and hit his head.

I thought my daughter wouldn’t be unhappy.

To be precise, he rationalized himself by saying that making music is the way for his daughter.

She tried to comfort her by saying that she can only be happy if she succeeds in music.

Even though I knew it was all bullshit inside.

Ever since I started making music, I have gradually moved away from Chaeyoon.

The daughter started avoiding him, and he didn’t pay attention to Chae-yoon.

Hearing that Chae-yoon had been in a car accident, his head turned white and he ran straight to the hospital.

Seeing his daughter lying down, Seong-hyeon shed tears.

The daughter-in-law, who was at odds and did not get along very well, saw her father weeping and told him not to cry.

‘Don’t cry, Dad.’

Why?

What did that mean?

Was it that he didn’t deserve to cry when he saw his daughter lying down like that, or… … .

“Suck… .”

He sobbed as he hit his head, wrapped it around him.

It’s been 12 years since my wife died.

The daughter also died.

The music that filled his wife’s vacancy was now resentful.

It was music that made him and his daughter separate.

What is the music

What did you like about it, and what did it make you want to be successful with music?

It was disappointing, and I regretted it.

There was really no reason to live anymore.

Jo Seong-hyeon got up from the swing and stuttered.

He drove recklessly.

Did you cross the big bridge halfway through?

He hit the brake abruptly.

profit!

Skid marks remain with a sharp sound.

It was late at night, and there was no car following, so the accident could not have happened.

widely.

The driver’s door closed with a small sound.

As if instinctively drawn to it, he leaned against the railing.

You can see the rippling black waves.

A movement that seems to be tempting, as if to come.

If I leave here like this, will I be able to meet my wife and daughter?

A picture of Chae-yoon appeared on the screen of the smartphone in her hand.

After watching it for a moment, his body slowly leaned forward.

Feeling the cool breeze blowing, he closed his eyes.

The last picture I saw of my daughter remains like an afterimage.

His exceptionally clear eyes gave him the feeling that he was staring at him quietly.

The daughter’s face passed before his eyes.

The face of a child with a bright face darkens.

Gradually, the distance from Chae-yoon grew further.

Little by little, the child turned around.

Soon, only Chae-yoon’s back was visible, and from a certain moment, Chae-yoon disappeared in front of Jo Sung-hyun’s eyes.

If he were given another chance… … .

again.

A single tear fell into the air.

Soon, the water wrapped around him.

* * *

flash!

“Huh… !”

Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes.

I saw a computer monitor sitting in front of me.

Seong-hyeon blinked and looked around.

I saw a man glancing at me from the side.

a familiar face

I’ve seen it a lot somewhere, but I can’t remember where I saw it.

A cold sweat dripped down, and he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself as much as possible.

“Wook. hook… .”

I took a deep breath and grasped the situation.

In the meantime, a cold sweat continued to flow.

I remember vividly how the shimmering blue water got closer in an instant, and Chaeyoon passed by in front of me… .

“What is this… .”

Jo Sung-hyun muttered like a moan.

Before he could fully comprehend the situation, he heard a familiar voice from behind.

“Hey, Seong-Hyeon Jo. what are you doing?”

At the voice that dug into his ear, Jo Sung-hyun stopped and turned his head.

It was a familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar face at the same time.

The person who made it possible for him to make music.

He was the only person in the company who took care of him.

A person who left the company several years before Jo Sung-hyun was abandoned by the company and set up his own agency.

Park Joong-won

“Jungwon hyung… .”

“yes? Why are you here today?”

“I’m fine too… .”

Jo Sung-hyun paused at Park Joong-won’s reaction.

It was so weird.

I must have jumped on the bridge, but when I opened my eyes, it was here.

Does this make sense?

I thought it was a dream, but it was too vivid to be true.

I could feel the warm air of the office on my skin, and the cold sweat running down my back had stopped little by little.

“Hey, Seong-Hyeon Jo. Wake up, let’s go smoke a cigarette.”

Park Joong-won says

At his words, Jo Seong-hyun stood up from his seat with a bewildered face.

I hadn’t quite figured out what it was yet.

He walked carefully with Park Joong-won and shook his head.

Not knowing anything, he searched through his arms and pulled out his smartphone.

Seeing this, Jo Sung-hyun was at a loss for words for a moment.

“… … .”

It was an old smartphone.

A cell phone that appears to have been out for 10 years.

As he was doing something else, Park Joong-won held out a cigarette.

Jo Seong-hyeon, who suddenly accepted it, raised his head and looked at Park Joong-won.

Park Joong-won looks much younger than the Park Joong-won he remembers.

“Jungwon hyung… .”

“No, what. I know I’ve been nice to you, but it’s a little different when you’re being harassed at work.”

Park Joong-won speaks with a strange face.

At his unfamiliar actions and words, Jo Seong-hyun paused.

Chick.

Park Joong-won lit his cigarette with the sound of a lighter, and gave Jo Seong-hyeon a staring glance.

He let out a small sigh and opened his mouth.

“You don’t have a lighter?”

“ah.”

“Ts. why are you like this today He seems to be out of his mind.”

Park Joong-won lit the cigarette Jo Seong-hyeon was holding with his lighter.

When the cigarette caught fire, Jo Sung-hyun habitually picked it up and took a sip.

sup.

“Whew… .”

Spewing out smoke, he made a sound.

When the nicotine is added, it feels like my head is spinning a little faster.

“Jungwon hyung.”

“It is again. Why is this bastard doing this today? What are you really struggling with these days? Isn’t work fun? Call me Team Leader Park, bastard.”

Park Joong-won frowned and raised his hand.

Seeing the characteristic exaggerated gestures, I felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

“Captain Park.”

After gulping and swallowing, he called Park Joong-won again.

As if to say something, Park Joong-won shook his head.

“Today, what day is it?”

“It’s 30 days. Why really?”

“Thirty days… ?”

“September 30, 2020… Oh, wait.”

Park Joong-won narrowed his forehead without speaking.

However, Jo Sung-hyun didn’t pay attention to Park Joong-won’s expression.

September 30, 2020.

Isn’t this crazy?

’10 years ago? What a nonsensical situation this is.’

Are you really going back to 10 years ago?

Does this make sense?

With that thought in mind, I unconsciously took a sip of the cigarette I was holding in my hand, and coughed.

“Collock. Cologne!”

Even this feeling of coughing is so vivid.

This was definitely the reality.

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My mind was complicated.

If this is a reality, the next 10 years of your life, is it all a dream?

‘No, wait a minute. September 30th?’

Stop thinking and clench your fists.

“Is today the day? Now I understand why it was crazy. tt Go home from work early today.”

Park Joong-won’s voice was heard.

Today is my wife’s anniversary.