-200 Won-
Because of the celebration, the two were in a fervent spirit again and began the search for a good restaurant with the intention of sweeping all kinds of dishes in the world.
After 20 minutes of searching, I quietly left and entered the empty room right next to it. The 3rd floor is everywhere, there are small rooms like meeting rooms, which can be used by artists and managers to meet at any time. I stood against the wall next to the half-opened door, staring blankly into the empty room.
I was just waiting for them to finish looking for a restaurant and come out to find me. The door was only half closed, so they could call me back as soon as they were out of the next room. However, instead of seeing the two people I was waiting for, I heard someone else's voice.
" What is this? Why are you two here? "
Following Myeongshin's bright voice, Hansoo 's voice rang out.
"It's my right to be here. Is there a problem?"
I turned my head to look out the door. Myeongshin was standing with his back half turned to me, coldly spitting each word at Hansoo who was standing opposite.
"You haven't been fired yet? You can't even stand in front of the camera because of your phobia, what are you doing hanging around here?"
The manager stepped in front of Hansoo, agitated by that statement and frowned.
"Yoohan, what are you saying ? Hansoo..."
"You too. I don't understand how you are still involved with this company even though you've separated from me and don't have any artists to take care of. Why.... am I so unlucky."
Hansoo's face turned red as if offended by Myungshin's outburst.
"We're the unlucky ones here ! Ah, but do you think just because your not here here the manager wouldn't have another artist to take care of ? Our manager has found someone new, He even passed the interview and signed the contract today! "
Hansoo 's next words about my story made me no longer able to listen calmly .
"Manager Park is the one who interviewed him to see how good his acting is, and even cried ! He's an acting genius, an acting genius ! "
Are you sure you're talking about me?
"Don't worry about us anymore, if you want to be a great actor, go back and tell the company to support you well . Okay!"
After raising his chin and spitting out his words, Hansoo grabbed the manager, who was still embarrassed, and pulled back into the room, closing the door.
'Boom! '
I watched the closed door for a short moment and then turned to look at the person still standing there. Only half of his face can be seen from here so I don't know what his expression is, but I'm pretty sure he's extremely upset. Seeing a scene like that, I really wanted to laugh. Nothing changed. In the past, Myeongshin was the type that always looked down on others, but in reality he was very attentive and made up his own mind about problems.
Even if he had changed his image and become a famous actor who can drive a cool sports car every day, inside he is still the same Myeongshin as before. Like now, he could have ignored the director and former colleagues he had ruined, but he couldn't. Standing looking at the door for a long time, he quickly picked up the phone in his hand and went somewhere. I also left the room and quietly followed. He entered an empty elevator, stopping at the top floor. After confirming, I also went to the top floor and went straight to the rooftop without hesitation.
On the top floor, when exiting the elevator, in addition to the door leading to the terrace, there was another door, but it could only be opened from the inside. I heard that behind this door is the operating room, so I don't think Myeongshin will be inside. Then only the terrace remains. I went up there once at night.
Peaking behind the open door, no sound moving towards the source of Myeongshin voice was made. I hid behind a tree in the center and heard Myeongshin angrily shouting at someone on the phone.
" ... Ah , I'm mad , it's really annoying, what ? ha , what do you mean , of course , I have to strangle them to death . If he dared to work with Director Choi, then I'll let him know what it's like to fail."
I didn't care at all knowing that I was the object of his intense insults. On the contrary, my first reaction was that it was funny to see that he cared ' for me so much . Obviously he doesn't know who I am yet. Thanks to him, everything won't be boring because it's too easy from now on. I was still expressing my gratitude when Myeongshin , who was talking on the phone, suddenly turned around.
"Who's there?! "
Shit....this is bad.....No matter how great the desire for revenge, in reality, I am just a poor and rural delivery man. If I continue to stand in front of a famous artist driving hundreds of millions of dollars in foreign cars, my ending will only be a laughing stock. So, no matter how funny it looks, I need to stay out of sight and keep my voice as low as possible so as to not be noticed.
Clack clack.
I heard his footsteps walking towards me. I glanced around to see if there was another place to hide, but there was no space behind me anymore. The exit door is on the opposite side.
"I said who's there?" The high-pitched voice came closer and closer.
"Do you think I can't tell your hiding there?!"
....At this rate, I'm....
"Who's hiding from you?"
"Huh?"
My body that was trembling from the situation was suddenly stiffened by another voice interjecting.
Was there someone else here? I couldn't help but raise my head slightly to look in the direction of the voice. Myeongshin was standing not far from the tree where I was hiding. And a man was coming from the opposite side. I couldn't see the man's face because his tall frame obscured Myeongshin , but I could clearly see Myeongshin's expression when I caught sight of him. At least more surprised than me. So much so that it was clear that he had inhaled back at that moment. However, what made me more suspicious than
surprised was the words that came out of Myeongshin's mouth towards him.
"Huh !, let me apologize. "
Realising who the other party is, Myeongshin apologized immediately. He slowly walked to the opposite side with a confused face as if he had just made a big mistake.
"I heard a noise so I thought someone was eavesdropping on my call. I didn't know, it was Mr. Yoon. "
" Where do you think this is ? " A soft voice interrupted Myeongshin.
The familiar slow melody flows into my ears. I forgot about hiding and poked my head out again.
" Is it your personal space ? "
" No... "
" And that call wasn't interesting enough to be eavesdropped on. "
That means he heard it all too. He has a thick face to add.
"Just some gossip about stepping on someone new."
A gentle voice as if he was praising him, but Myeongshin's face hardened. The person who was smiling was the madman i met two nights ago. He smiled with his eyes and pulled out a cigarette.
"I would like to smoke alone."
A reluctant smile appeared on Myeongshin's face.
"You really haven't heard it all right?"
"Cigarettes. "
"Yes? Ah, you said you wanted to smoke a cigarette alone. "
Myeongshin couldn't help but step back, he pursed his lips.
"Next time please let me smoke with you."
When Myeongshin talked with sparkling eyes, the madman rolled his eyes and smiled back .
"I don't like that. "
T/N: the face that says Fuck off lmao
Myeongshin was unable to laugh... the madman pointed at the cigarette end in his hand towards the exit. Myeongshin looked at him with a regretful expression, only to leave his greetings and disappear at the door. Not long after, Myeongshin went down the stairs and left completely, but I still couldn't get up from the floor.
Myeongshin is gone, but there's one more person here that I don't want to see. No matter how harsh the people in this country are, I don't want to meet him again.
However, my wish could not come true.
"200 won... why haven't you come out already?"
Damned it....I have no choice but to curse in my heart. I slowly got up and walked out of the bushes and saw him with a cigarette in his mouth. Under the bright light, the smile hanging at the corner of his lips looked creepy no matter what. I knew he was the kind of guy who would say something hurtful with that relaxed look on his face. In addition , there is also Myeongshin's attitude towards him. At least he must be much more powerful than an artist....Perhaps because I met him for the second time, I felt more familiar.
"Is it Song Yoohan ? The object of your revenge ? "
Unfortunately , it's not just the face that I feel familiar from the second meeting....have I met him somewhere before?......
"I'm asking if it's Song Yoohan, 200 won."
This 200 won nickname...annoys me more than he knows Myeongshin is the objective of my revenge. I was about to swear, but found it too trivial and not enough to release all
the frustration in my body A stronger curse.
Ah, yes ....Hansoo's American curse words.
"You don't have to know. Psychopath."
Psycho is a curse word...., so -path must be for emphasis. I no doubt assumed it was on the same level as the son of a bitch, so I spat it out in a low voice. The opponent immediately reacted. Even if it was only for an instant, his eyes narrowed slightly. What?. He's back to normal, but I'm sure he was taken aback by my swearing. His next words upset me even more.
"Well, I do hear that from time to time. "
What the....does that mean it's not his first time being addressed as such?, turns out he's a person that I shouldn't deal with more than I thought. I was still wincing because I thought I couldn't keep up with his thoughts, he repeated the question again.
"So it is Song Yoohan and that's why you chased him all the way here. "
"How do you know ? "
"Because I chased you."
He has no shame.. With a cigarette in his mouth he head turned to one side.
"I heard that you passed the interview ? The rumor that you were holding a knife in front of Department head Park that scared him to tears, has spread. "
The corners of his eyes were curved up, and his eyes were looking towards my back pocket as if he can see the knife.
"I heard you threatened him with actions like thugs, reading lines no less than like a 5 year old kid. You have easily turned the situation around, but if it weren't for the head of the department Park, being too cowardly. Then you wouldn't have stand a chance in passing the interview."
That soft voice cut me like a knife. He had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold as ice. I looked at him and slowly opened my mouth.
"That's right. There was no chance for me."
It seemed for a moment his smile had disappeared. However, as if it had formed a habit, the corners of his lips were raised again .
"No special looks, nor natural talent for an actor, but you still want revenge ? "
"None of your business. "
I spat out brusquely, but the other party pretended not to hear me and put a smile in their eyes. At that time, he seemed very happy, laughter mixed in his voice.
"With that strength, if you want to climb up to Song Yoohan's current position, you will have to work in this world for at least decades, unless there is a sponsor to support you. Ah, you said that you are aiming at director Yoon."
At the same time, he scanned my body from top to bottom.
"Relying only on yourself ? "
Strangely, I didn't feel angry at all. Maybe it's because of that dry intonation. It's just like talking about an obvious fact.
"I know. I'm in control myself. " I replied calmly , he replied immediately.
"Yes, that's it."
He took a swig of the flaming cigarette into his mouth and blew out a puff of white smoke.
"Seems like you know that. At your level anything is impossible. I find you to be the type of person who is quite practical, not easily excitable. Isn't it interesting for an actor to not with the slightest prospect like you wanting revenge?"
No, it's not interesting at all. I have a feeling I can't communicate with him, not least because he only says hurtful words. I instinctively seemed to have recognised the horror coming from him, such as the difference between that smiling face and the cold words. As he said, he will not hesitate to reveal all that I have hidden deep inside.
"You, actually..."
///
I screwed up...Only such thought remained in my mind ever since returning from the rooftop. How could I meet such a bad guy? I made the mistake of asking for a cigarette the first time I met him. Damned it.....There are people who can always see through the other as if looking at a ghost. Those are the ones that'll make me suffer forever if I make an enemy of them...
{"If you have decided to stay at this company, you will still have to meet me a lot. And like I said, I find you quite interesting, so do you think, should I interfere a bit with what you 're trying to do ? Well, what will you give me? "}
I was threatened by a guy I don't even know his name. He was kind enough to give me his phone numbe , and gave me a week, I really wanted to ignore what he said but his attitude. Myeongshin's attitude towards him makes me hesitate. Just how powerful is he after all ?
" ... Taemin ? "
I turned my head to look at the hand shaking my shoulder, the manager and Hansoo were staring at me .
"How are you ? What happened??! suddenly for you to come back with this serious face? "
"Manager. "
" Hmm? "
"An artist in this company, about 30 years old, always has a smile on his face... nevermind. What were you going to ask? "
There's no point in knowing his name. It's a mistake anyway.
" Well, I was going to ask you if you had time to take a profile picture next week. I should have taken a picture right away, but I pushed it back a week to let the wound on your face heal first. That would be the first photo of your career. Chief Park also contacted me so he could see the photo, and then decide on the future direction for you. So you have to be very attentive....Well, I have to tell you first, the person taking the photo is really important. Just taking good pictures, anyone who knows how to use acamera can do it, but not everyone can capture the expensive points and color schemes. Fortunately, the studio affiliated with the company is a well known place to work, so there is nothing to worry about ahhah"
...I have nothing to worry about anyway.
"In addition , it is necessary to supplement your resume, past activities such as your education level, for example. "
The more he talked the more quietly, the manager glancing at the knife in my back pocket with concern .
"Hmm , I was just asking just in case, Taemin did you do something bad in the past..."
"Don't worry. I'm not an Ex-convict"
"R-right?...I knew it..ahha" said the manager in an unsettling laugh
"I Only had to go to the police station a few times."
Their expressions suddenly stiffened.... Why are they so surprised?, looking back and forth between the two of them for a while, I asked softly.
" Haven't the two of you ever been taken to the police station in your life? "
"..."
"..."
I couldn't understand this silence between the two, so I could only watch, Hansoo opened his mouth for the manager.
" Well then , I'm just asking , high school... Did you graduate ? "
" No. I was expelled when I first entered the school. " The manager 's eyebrows twitched wildly .
" So you worked hard to earn money to buy medicine for your sick motherafter being expelled from school..."
" I rode my motorbike and robbed the boys."
Somehow the expressions on the two's faces looked so pale...Are they hungry? I thought about it and told them my only weakness.
" So I'm a bit ignorant. Especially in English."
The faces of the two of them were so white that it made me a little nervous, the manager opened his mouth to speak.
"Well...from now on we're gonna leave everything about you to god and hope for the best....."
Fortunately, They found a new delivery man so....I only needed to work an extra week. Handing over the car keys on the last day, I quietly left work without saying goodbye. From tomorrow, I will no longer work here, but somewhere else, but I have not really adjusted yet . However, I know. I will do my best to get revenge, just like I worked hard for 5 years to repay the debt. Maybe it's just an extension of time for me to pay off the debt. And maybe because of that, I calmly accepted it like that. Even if suddenly there was a problem on the first day of taking my profile picture.
In my mind, it's very simple, just press the shutter button and you're done. So when I was taken to the studio with high ceilings like a warehouse, I felt awkward. Devices I don't know the names of are everywhere, and in the middle of them only a white background is hung I don't know what's in front of me, but I know what's missing here. Humans, there's no one here to operate them.
"Sorry?! The Shoot will have to be cancelled?!!..... what do you mean by that?!!... I sent a confirmation call just yesterday! And didn't we already agree on this already?!! I even checked in with you twice that we will arrive at 1pm today?!!"
The manager rarely gets angry. Only a female employee was present. However, the girl just repeated in panic over and over that she was just a part-time employee.
「"I apologise sir....I wasn't informed of the reason as well.....Everyone packed their equipment and left, early in the morning for an outdoor photo shoot today......They said they'll be somewhere in the countryside....and said they didn't know when they would come back ..." 」
"All the photographers and makeup team? Including Mr. Park??"
「"Yes , including Mr.Park and the makeup team...received a text message this morning telling them to keep the office for a few days." 」
"!"
The part-time employee is trying to call their superior and keeps explaining to the manager like their about to cry. But I can only hear the music of the phone playing and no one on the other end picks up the phone. The manager stands On the other side, he also tried to call, but his fingertips suddenly stopped at the staff's words.
「"I don't know either, I heard that Mr. Song Yuhan needs to take an outdoor pictorial urgently..."」
The employee who was connected to the other end hurriedly explained the current situation, but immediately her expression turned awkward when she heard it. Their conversation went on for a few minutes before the employee hanged up on the phone ending the conversation ...
Tut. Tut. Tut....
" I'm sorry.... It seems Myeongshin is interfering with your work because of me..."
"..."
I was about to say that I wasn't surprised and that I heard Myeongshin talk about this on the phone on the rooftop, but I just kept quiet.
Why should he apologise? It's just a photo shoot, right?
"Can we take pictures elsewhere ? "
Immediately , the manager 's face was a little embarrassed when asked .
" Uh ... Well this is the place where the company signed a contract with... and If we want to shoot elsewhere , we have to report it to the top for permission.....or , we can pay for it ourselves....but well I'm kind of low on the funds right now...."
"..."
"Ah....I-Its okay!!! Even though you have signed a 1-month contract and have to send photos as soon as possible....But don't worry! There are plenty of people in the company who can take pictures too.......If it becomes urgent, then anyone can do it."
"..."
Whoever ?...Didn't you explain to me how important the photographer is? On the contrary, the person who needs to be calm here is the manager, but I don't have a chance to interfere.
" Taemin , go back first today , let me see them again the day after tomorrow"
"..."
"Will the day after tomorrow be ok ?"
When the manager asked the employee who had hung up the phone at this time , she seemed to want to cry holding the schedule .
「"This ... He also told me not to accept reservations because the schedule is already full until the end of the month . "」
"Huh ? Ha , what about us ..."
The manager unconsciously raised his voice but then lowered his voice, he knew that this girl over the phone was not at fault.
"Please choose a date in advance . We can arrive early in the morning ..."
The voice became smaller as if it was stuck in his throat so I couldn't hear it, with a pleading tone to the benevolent girl. He repeatedly told the girl to contact them as soon as they had time before they would leave the studio. Looks like he's starting to blame himself again, I wanted to comfort him but couldn't.
"That's surprising, isn't it ? Haha , this job is always goes wrong, things like this happen every day . "
The manager 's face muscles trembled slightly as he tried to smile . I also just nodded and got into his old car, because I thought that no matter what I said now he wouldn't hear. Then he gave me some papers to change the atmosphere a bit .
" I have already prepared your upcoming schedule . "
On the piece of paper he gave , all day was practice . Practice vocals , pronunciation , movements , dance ... In the dense schedule from morning to night , each day one or two time boxes are highlighted in red. The manager himself took it and explained it.
"These are company-supported classes. Most of the participants are pretrained, so it might be hard for you to keep up. But don't worry people do them all the time. If they can do it, you can do it too."
"..."
I'm not worried at all, but like before, I didn't get a chance to say it. Because I was having time, the manager called me to listen to a lecture one class ago . However, the content of the call this time fell into the same situation as the call not long ago.
" What ? What does it mean to not accept the actors I take on ? The company has already supported it... The actors are still untested ?! He don't know anything so he have to learn ! Of course ! It's a contract support..."
The manager who was still raising his voice suddenly fell silent. When I suspected he might have stopped breathing, he exhaled and whispered.
" ... Is it Song Yoohan ? That brat ... Hello ? Hello ! "
The manager blankly looked at the phone when the other party disconnected. I don't know the details of what happened, but it looks like my schedule for today is empty. I looked down at the paper in my hand. The schedule of the whole week is detailed in just one page. Draw lines and fill in the boxes , looks like a timetable that I used to use when I was in school . There are four such panels. I will spend a month. How will I spend a month as an actor signing a 1-month contract? I'm sure he put a lot of thought into it.
" Taemin-ah, I'm really sorry. That's... That's..."
He said something else, but at that moment I couldn't hear anything more.
I have no power at all.
I was self-aware from the beginning and still spent time thinking about it, but in reality,...I had no idea the opportunity had already come to me. It's just, I still silently cross out the opponent because he seems like a troublesome person and will probably drive me crazy for a long time.
That psychopath, he was right.
What can be done by relying on myself alone? Without any further consideration, I must seize this opportunity. No matter how crazy the opportunity may be.
"Let's go back to the company first..."
I grabbed the manager's arm and interrupted him. Then he turned around and and I told him what was wrong.
"He's going to be mad."
"Who?" I only replied with one name.
"Song Myeongshin ."
"What are you talking about?", followed by a series of silly words, then I asked another question.
" What do you think of me ?"
" Huh ? What ? "
" Do you find me interesting ? "
" Well, instead of saying are you interesting , sometimes I just want to punch you . "
I smile and laughed , he answered unexpectedly seriously, I picked up the phone . I found the phone number that I had conveniently saved and pressed .
[ Madman]
tiririri ~
After a moment , a familiar soft sound came through the phone .
「"Hello"」
"I'll give it to you."
「.... 」
I felt the puzzled look of the manager beside me , calmly adding when there was still no response on the other line.
" So give me the deposit in advance first . "
After a while, I heard a low chuckle along with a question .
「What do I gain by having you?」
Profit? Well then.. "I'll let you punch me once in a while Oh, and there's no refund."
Click , Vroom
I confirmed the sound of the car closing tightly, sat up and leaned back against the car seat. Perhaps because I went out to listen to the latter part of the call, the manager only heard the first part, his expression now mixed with concern and curiosity.
"Who was that? After all, who did you say to give what? And what deposit? "
I know it would be bad to be rude to the other person, but I had to ask another question to avoid answering him.
"Who do you think is the best ? "
"What is the best ? "
"To take a pictures. "
In the blink of an eye. He just looked at me without answering, so I had to tell him a little bit about what he was curious about.
"Someone agreed to help. "
"Who? "
When I heard that, I remembered that I didn't even know his name.
"I don't know."
The manager's expression cracked a little when he heard my sincere answer.
"You don't know? Are you kidding?..."
"I really don't know. But I do know one thing. "
"What?"
I opened my mouth to speak as soon as he asked back.
"He is more powerful than Myeongshin "
"..."
" So who is the best photographer ? "
"If we are talking about photos then, Photographer Mr. Lee is the best but, he won't take your photos for you. He's famous for not working with those who don't suit his liking. Wait, who is more powerful than Myeongshin? What does he do ? How do you know he is more powerful than Myeongshin?"
"I saw Myeongshin crouch in front of him."
I think that should be enough to explain everything. Considering the actions of Myeongshin that I witnessed, it looks like he bowed to someone more powerful than him. I realized because I had seen it many times before. Everywhere there are people who always rely on their instincts to find the stronger one and then have to go elsewhere. These guys may be annoying and despicable, but in reality it's because they're not as strong that they have to be so vigilant. The problem is that among them there will always be those with dark intentions who want to rise to the top. I have also witnessed with my own eyes a gang that has collapsed just because of the tricks of a certain greedy guy. This type of person is even more dangerous and tougher than the strong. Everyone thinks so. But obviously there are still some similar types of people.
Myeongshin is trying to be the best, but still not the highest. So it was obvious what his actions meant. Because he was facing someone more powerful, he bowed his head like that. I thought this was a simple fact that didn't need much explanation, but the manager frowned and asked again.
" Just because of that..., you asked some stranger that you don't even know ? "
" Yes . "
He didn't know what to say and just looked at me silently, then mumbled in a low voice .
"Seems like you're just living off of your instincts."
Is it that obvious? After all, everyone lives by instinct. I wanted to ask the manager but stopped.
"But what if that person is a dangerous person? Besides, if he asks you to do weird things, what would you do?"
The manager hesitated a bit, then calmly expressed his point of view.
"Although I don't like you looking for sponsors, but since you want revenge I can accept it, but you don't even know who they are yet. "
" Manager, then would it be better if I let the month pass by with our hands tied just like this because of Myeongshin?"
"Thats..."
"Do you think I look like someone who is easily fooled ? "
As soon as I finished speaking, I stared at him, he almost stopped breathing and did not move, after a while he sighed in response.
"No."
"Then just hand it over to me and let's go . "
"Okay..." Manager answered and started the car. Suddenly he turned to look at me .
"But where are we going now ? "
The scene similar to when you first arrived at the studio opened up before your eyes. Unidentified equipment spread like a warehouse, without a single window, all the lights were directed towards the single white background hanging in the center. The photographer's studio, according to the manager, is the best today, as quiet as the previous location.
"The photographer does not have any photo shoot today. We have not received any appointment from Dream."
Inside, a single young man working at the computer desk, was rummaging through a sealed notebook schedule. Hearing that, the manager immediately turned to look at me. His eyes were filled with the same confidence that he confirmed to me before entering the studio.
"That person said he would help you, right? " I nodded dejectedly in response....
"We do not have an appointment, but we need to take pictures. Do you know where Mr.Lee is?, if he comes to see us, he will know immediately."
"He's busy upstairs. So I was told not to disturb him today...."
"Well, then just call him down, okay ? We have a good reason anyway, don't worry, just try calling."
For a long time, the young man who had to keep calling under the urging of the manager, finally turned his back and started to whisper something. The manager looked at me with satisfied eyes and explained to me.
"As you can see, to be able to set up a studio like this at a young age, Mr. Lee 's ability must be said to be number one.... But he is also very stubborn , he never shoots someone he doesn't like. So I was a bit worried, but the person you called on the phone said he would help already, so we'll probably get some pictures taken."
There, I had to constantly hear raves about this Mr.Lee and then turned to look at the boy who ended the call. He tensed up, turned off the phone, and opened his mouth to us thoughtfully.
"He said he would come down soon. But... he is very angry."
"Huh ? Angry?" Stunned, the manager checked my expressionless face again, and gave me a wry smile
"Looks like Mr.Lee still hasn't received the contact, don't worry, He'll definitely call him soon ."
"Call who? "
"Ah, it was... " the manager glanced at me again and whispered to me in a low voice so that the young man could not hear.
"Hmm, it's not that I doubt you, but are you sure ? "
"For now please believe me. This Mr.Lee will definitely take the picture."
Seeing me, answer firmly. Thus, the manager immediately turned his head to look.
"Haha, obviously he will contact Mr.Lee."
"Who is that ? "
"...!"
"A very powerful person? "
"Excuse me? "
The young man seemed to want to cry, when he opened his mouth to say something, there were a series of footsteps going down the stairs. I don't know if it was because I was in the basement, but the bell and the door opened.
Boom!
Then came a voice like thunder. "Ah, Damn! Who's bothering me?!"
Just like the manager said, entering with the door open was a young man in his thirties, wearing only a pair of underwear. The most interesting thing in this world can be said to be standing aside and watching people tear each other apart, but if you keep repeating it over and over, it will eventually become boring.
"I told you not to bother me ? Do you want to die? "
"Boss, I don't want to bother you, but this guy from Dream, said that someone had contacted you about this...."
"I've never been contacted?"
"Ah... it seems like they haven't gotten in touch yet, so...."
"No matter what Director Choi says! I haven't received any contact. And I told you not to bother me no matter what ! "
"Boss ! But because they keep saying that they will contact us, I didn't know how to handle it. Manager, there is no contact at all!"
"I'm saying they'll contact you soon Mr. Lee, and even though you know me, you still think i would lie? Huh? You don't trust me that much?
" AAA ! Boss please trust me . Because the manager said he would contact..."
It was like a loop. Seeing three people standing together in a triangle and saying it over and over again makes me feel extremely confused. Is that their hobby? I doubted, slowly walking towards the white background illuminated by the lights. I stood right in the middle of it and slowly turn around to look around at the devices around. These are things that I have to get used to from now on. Strangely, there was no fear or trembling at all. Maybe it's mostly because of my fearlessness, but I still can't understand. Why should I be afraid to stand in front of the camera? I stood looking at this pile of equipment that I assumed was to support the front-facing camera, then suddenly realized that at some point my surroundings had become quiet. When I rolled my eyes, the three of them were all looking at me with different expressions. Curiosity, grimacing and worried. Among them, the one with an annoyed face stepped forward.
"Hey , you can't just go in there . "
I cut off the young man who was waving at me to go out and turned to look at the person standing next to him. The person looking at me with curious eyes.
"I heard you only take pictures for people you like, right?."
At my question, mr.Lee who only wore pants with one eyebrow raised, replied.
"Yes. "
"Then it doesn't matter. No matter who calls you. Since only you would be able to decide whether you'll take it or not after you see me in person. "
He should have looked at me first and then made up his mind. Realising the meaning behind my words, he stood silently looking at me for a while. Then he tilted his head to one side and said.
"Take off your shirt."
It was an unexpected request, but I didn't care much to not follow it. Two crossed hands grabbed the collar of the t-shirt and pulled it up. Stretching my head and arms, I threw my T-shirt on the floor. And face him with a topless torso. I could feel the chill pass through my exposed skin, but I didn't see any problem. And no shame at all. Isn't there someone cooler in front of me? While I wondered if this Mr Lee was feeling more embarrassed, he watched my body closely until I started to get bored. As I just silently received his gaze, I heard a question.
"Do you do any manual labor ? These muscles don't look like bodybuilding. "
The manager next to him was quick to explain his conjecture .
" Haha, not quite manual labor, Taemin only worked as a courier you see..."
"If you talking about field work, I did those too...."
"What?! But, didn't you say that you worked in delivery during the day and at a logistics centre at night?"
" Yes, On weekdays. "
"..."
"I only did manual labor on weekends. "
"Then when do you rest? "
"I've never taken time off."
"!"
"!"
I don't know why either, Mr.Lee took his eyes off the manager's stiff face. I turned to look at Mr Lee, For a moment I thought his eyes were smiling, but he immediately returned to normal and said, " Ah Well~ your just so average."
"..."
"And it's not like your exceptionally handsome either, you're aware that a face like yours is over flowing in this world, right?...even if you heard a few times in your life that you have pretty good features, that means nothing here."
"..."
"Rather if we look at things only with your looks, then there's not even a place for you to squeeze in... I have a feeling that after a year or two , your face will be known a little bit more, but that's it, with that little bit of fame, it won't work in the end, after since there won't be many people who will recognise you..."
The last sentence that predicted my future was filled with ridicule. I could hear the manager whispering angrily to Mr Lee, but was immediately buried by my question .
"So you don't want to take my pictures?"
When I asked dryly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly .
"Nah I'll take them for you. "
"Then let's do it.."
At my conclusion he raised the corners of his lips higher and said to the manager .
"Where did you find him ? The more you look at him the more interesting he becomes. "
The manager's face, which was still a little tense, was now completely relieved by his words and smiled.
"Right ? If you keep looking at him, won't you want to take his pictures?"
"Of course I will take his pictures, but under the condition, of doing me a favour~"
"If i may ask, what favour it is that you ask of....?"
When the wary manager asked back, he smiled and pointed at night as if there had been a sad expression on his face.
"I am working on a personal project and I want to take his photos for that project "
Hearing that, the manager was no longer worried and nodded in relief.
"Well of course you may take photos of him for your project, What project is it ? "
"Nude. "
"Haha, nude... What ? Mr Lee???!!!!"
The smile on his lips started to shake as he laid steady eyes on the opponent. Mr Lee quickly expressed his intentions for the favor.
"Hey , director Choi, let me take his pictures, I've always wanted to take a picture of a body like that! I wish for a reality that truly shows the beauty of life, not a bunch muscles which were intentionally created !"
"Absolutely not."
"Okay I'll do it "
Ignoring the doubt as to whether my manager would have a sore throat at that rate, I repeated what I had just interrupted.
"I will let you shoot me. Nude. "