Twinkling Watermelon (반짝이는 워터멜론)

[Production Sponsors: Ministry of Culture, Sports, and Tourism, & Korea Creative Content Agency]

[This is a work of fiction. Characters, places, agencies, incidents, organizations, and jobs have no connections to real life. Child actors were safely filmed with a guardian present.]

Pythagorean theorem. 1 to 2 to...

square root five. That's right.

It's four to eight to four and square root five.

That's right. Two square root 10.

This is two square root 10.

This is two square root 10.

We got everything, then. What do we need now?

Ptolemy's theorem. It just needs the Ptolemy's theorem.

It's done.

Gosh, that Ptolemy...

If you want to waste your life,

get out.

Sir, when was your glorious moment?

Was it when you passed the teacher certification exam?

Was it when you married your wife?

Or was it when you had your son?

I have no children, and I'm divorced.

What nonsense are you spewing?

To me...

it's right now.

Get out. Get out right now.

Get out right now, you bastard.

I didn't know you got divorced.

Get out right now. Get out.

You little... Seriously.

That psycho.

My name is Ha Yi Chan.

I'm currently 19 years old.

I'm sparkling the best I can.

Faster, faster.

Let's go!

The spring of 1995. Unarguably the best years of our youth.

In that spring, when I was able to shine spontaneously,

I met other youths who shook my life to the core.

Well done.

Sir, did you get a new Slam Dunk?

Yes, check the bookshelf over there.

How about Dragon Ball Z?

Here, here. On the staircase.

The first person who shook my life to the core is...

"Left hand only supports."

Kang Baek Ho.*

A pure positive energy.

He's my forever fictional hero. And...

Choi Se Kyeong.

My goddess. My muse and...

Then you need to be in a band.

A band man can be worshipped.

What? Why are you showing up here?

It's not him. So just skip.

Hey, hold on. Why are you skipping my part?

What are you doing? You bastard. Come here. You punk. Hey!

I'll give you a really good deal.

It was originally 23,000 won.

I'll give it to you for 20,000.

What's with that face? Okay.

I like your face.

If so...

I'll be reasonable and make it 12,000 won.

Thank you.

I'm giving you a good deal because my friend's girlfriend's brother went to Baegwang High.

Okay.

Kurt Cobain.

A man of a legendary band who was idolized by ladies.

Kurt Cobain.

I learned the truth through his short but impactful life.

Why isn't he here?

The only way a poor, powerless man to win over a beautiful woman...

Se Kyeong, you like rock bands, too?

You should have told me.

I also...

am in a band!

Choi Se Kyeong.

Want to come to my band's concert later?

My school is having a festival in a month.

I'll prepare a performance just for you. Make sure to come.

Do you even have a band?

- I'll start one now. - What?

I got the T-shirt,

I got the guitar pick,

and my heart for you has been ready.

I just need to get started now.

You'll come, right?

Why would I go?

I'm creating this band for you

it'd be a performance for you,

and there'll be a seat just for you, too.

Answer him. Answer him.

Answer him.

Se Kyeong, you're more forward than you look-

Fine.

Fine?

Fine? Did you say, "Fine" just now?

But...

- under one condition. - Tell me.

What's the condition? Say anything. Go ahead.

Promise me beforehand.

Promise you'll never show up in front of me if you don't keep your promise.

Sounds good.

Instead, promise me one thing, too.

If I keep the promise,

you'd give me a chance to be your boyfriend.

The odds are basically 0%.

Probability can be an unbelievable thing.

Tell me what the condition is.

One. It has to be a newly created band.

Don't even try to join an already successful band.

Two. You must know how to play an instrument.

Having a solo part is obviously mandatory.

Three. I get to pick the song.

Give up now if you were going to get by with an easy song.

What do you think?

Will you still do it?

Of course.

- Which song? - Which song?

- Which song? - Which song?

Nirvana's "Come As You Are."

Can you do it?

Will you be okay?

What do you mean?

The bet.

What if he succeeds?

There's no way he will.

How are you so certain?

I can tell by looking at his hands.

Those hands never touched an instrument.

Why did you accept the bet, then?

You're making the innocent boy's heart flutter.

You can't start a band on your own, and that Nirvana song isn't easy.

He won't show up for a while, busy starting a band and practicing.

And if he fails the mission, he can't show up out of embarrassment.

But you don't seem to know this.

What?

A boy in love...

sometimes gain supernatural powers.

I'll bet 10,000 won that he'd succeed.

Ahjussi, whose side are you on right now?

Start what?

A band.

Y-You're not talking about a bandaid, right?

It's a joke, right? You're crazy, right?

You think you can start a band overnight?

You can overnight.

- How? - Baegwang Band.

You mean our school's Baegwang Band?

A party of attention hogs.

A band of psychos.

They always go crazy trying to stand out from others.

And the guitarist, the only sane person, transferred to another school

and they were forced to be disbanded.

That Baegwang Band?

Yes. I said I'd set them up with college girls, and they showed up immediately.

Are you crazy? You're doing what with them?

Hey, hey. Listen, buddy.

The name Baegwang Band is already long forgotten...

They're long forgotten now. But now...

See?

I'll be every girl's first love from now on.

Especially Se Kyeong will basically have a memory loss.

Right.

And you'll be our band manager. Congratulations.

What? Gosh.

Gosh, no. I-I...

Buddy, welcome to the scammers' club.

You definitely said they'll be dancers.

I'll kill you if you set us up with martial arts girls.

Geez, were you always lied to?

I'm sure you've heard of them.

Snail Boarding House, which is more difficult to enter than a college.

I'm the grandson of the owner.

Isn't that just for men?

I heard they don't accept female college students.

I guess you didn't know all the tenants go to elite schools.

All their girlfriends are flight attendants,

ballerinas, designers and-

How much time do we have to practice?

The festival is a month and 10 days away. We have enough time.

Okay.

Should we see how skilled the frontman is, then?

Of course.

It's time to be honest with each other.

One, two, three, four.

What? Why did you stop?

Are you nervous?

I only know up to that part.

Hey, should he be so upbeat about it?

Am I the only one who wants to beat him up?

Hey, hey. I'm the vocalist.

I just need to play the intro and look cool.

I'll just play solo up to the prelude,

and you can play the rest while I'm singing-

Shit.

You think we're a lounge band or something?

Do karaoke on your own if that's what you want to do, you asshole.

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

Just give up, Yi Chan.

We can't have a band without a guitarist.

You heard that, right?