Author’s POV:
While the world celebrated the rise of Y/N as the accidental actress who had stolen hearts overnight, there was a hidden truth lingering in the shadows. The story of her casting wasn’t just a twist of fate—it was a carefully orchestrated move, and the mastermind behind it?
Her father.
Y/N had no idea. Not yet.
The drama’s release had stirred mixed reactions within the Y/L/N household. Aarav, her younger brother, was hyped beyond belief, already making memes and proudly flaunting his sister's newfound fame. But their father? His reaction was far more complex.
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Y/N’s POV:
The phone rang relentlessly, and I knew who it was before even glancing at the screen.
“Hi, Dad,” I said cautiously.
“Y/N,” his voice was measured, but there was a warmth that wasn’t there last week. “The drama… I watched it.”
My heart skipped a beat. “And?”
He hesitated. For a moment, I thought he’d hang up, but then he spoke. “You did well. Better than I expected, actually.”
“Wow, thanks for the glowing review,” I muttered. “Is that all?”
“No.” His tone shifted, growing serious. “We need to talk. There’s something you need to know about… how you got that role.”
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Ji Chang-Wook’s POV:
Y/N’s phone call ended abruptly, and I couldn’t help but notice the shift in her mood.
“What’s with the long face?” I asked, leaning against the doorframe.
She shook her head. “Nothing. Just… family stuff.”
“You’re a terrible liar,” I said, smirking. “Spill it.”
She glared at me but said nothing. That was new. Normally, she’d fire back with some snarky comment. Something was definitely up.
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Eun Bin’s POV:
Y/N pacing back and forth was a sight I’d grown used to, but today, it felt different. There was a tension in the air, something unspoken but heavy.
“Okay, seriously, what’s going on?” I asked, grabbing her by the shoulders to stop her frantic movements.
“My dad,” she said simply.
“What about him?”
“He knows something about why I got cast. He said we need to talk.”
My eyes widened. “Wait… you mean this wasn’t just some lucky accident?”
She shrugged helplessly. “Apparently not.”
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Y/N’s Dad’s POV (Mr. Y/L/N):
I sat in my study, fingers steepled as I replayed the conversation with my daughter. She had no idea of the strings I had pulled, and while I didn’t regret my actions, I knew she wouldn’t take the truth lightly.
When the opportunity arose to cast her opposite Ji Chang-Wook, I couldn’t resist. She’d always had a spark, a charisma that couldn’t be taught. But the entertainment industry wasn’t kind, and I wasn’t going to throw her into it without a safety net.
So I made a call. One of many.
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Se-Jeong’s POV:
We were all gathered in the lounge, taking a break from interviews and promotions, when Y/N walked in looking like she’d seen a ghost.
“What happened now?” I asked, handing her a bottle of water.
“My dad,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “He’s the reason I got cast.”
“What?” Ji Chang-Wook and Eun Bin said in unison, their voices laced with surprise.
She sighed, collapsing onto the couch. “Apparently, he pulled some strings. I don’t know the details yet, but… this wasn’t an accident.”
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Ji Chang-Wook’s POV:
I didn’t know what to say. Y/N looked completely shaken, and for once, she didn’t have a snarky comment ready.
“Does it matter?” I said finally.
She looked at me, wide-eyed. “What?”
“Does it matter how you got the role? You crushed it. The fans love you. The rest? It’s just noise.”
She stared at me for a moment before shaking her head. “You really don’t get it, do you?”
“Maybe not,” I admitted, shrugging. “But I know you deserve to be here, no matter how it happened.”
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Author’s POV:
As the truth about Y/N’s casting began to unravel, the dynamics among the group shifted. Questions hung in the air, unspoken but heavy. How far had her father gone to secure the role? And why hadn’t he told her sooner?
But amidst the tension, the bonds they had formed remained strong. They teased her, supported her, and most importantly, reminded her that no matter how she got here, she belonged.
And as Y/N prepared to confront her father and demand answers, one thing was clear: this story was far from over.
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To be continued…
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A Script Unwritten
FanfictionTitle: "A Script Unwritten" Genre: Romantic Comedy, Slice of Life You're just a regular tourist visiting Seoul, excited to check off every stop on your itinerary-from street food at Myeongdong to exploring Gyeongbokgung Palace. But as you're wanderi...
