Originally, the <Tormented Him and Happy Her> drama writer was set to continue. Director Kim Jin even said he trusted her despite her being a rookie writer.
Didn’t she later receive the ‘Writer of the Year Award’?
‘… Right, it’s just me who left that drama.’
And now the drama is heading towards failure.
“Do you know why the writer changed, sis?”
“…Well, I heard Director Kim Jin arbitrarily revised scenes. That was a bit much. He changed scenes without even consulting her.”
“…He changed scenes?”
It’s not uncommon, but is it enough to replace the writer?
“Director Kim Jin probably looked down on her because she was a rookie writer. But the rookie writer is amazing. She came to the set and announced, loud enough for everyone to hear, that she wouldn’t do it anymore. After that, Director Kim Jin and the writer had a big fight.”
“…..”
“It seems like it wasn’t just once, but often.”
True, she wouldn’t have gone there after just one incident.
“I thought about it when I heard this news.”
“About what?”
“I’m glad you didn’t take that drama? I said it would be good for you to go to <Tormented Him and Happy Her> and play the lead role. I thought so too.”
Well, I can understand.
“Compared to Young-Young’s script, the beginning was fun. Even without personal feelings. When else would a rookie actor get the lead role?”
In fact, no matter how much of a rising star someone is, it’s not appropriate to give a rookie the lead role.
Anyway. If the existing writer leaves, doesn’t a new writer come in?
“Sis, has a replacement writer been decided?”
“…Um, I heard Director Kim Jin is writing it himself?”
“The rest of it?”
He’s writing the rest of it? This might…
‘…That drama might fail?’
No, it was going down the path of complete failure. This….. I shouldn’t laugh. I was taught not to enjoy other people’s misfortune. “Bada, you look happy?”
“…No way.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I covered my mouth with my palm, afraid my smile would show.
“Heh heh…”
Manager Min Seo-eun tilted her head at the clear and refreshing laughter that slipped through my lips.
“…Bada? Did you laugh?”
“No.”
“What, who laughed?”
I pressed my lips tightly together to prevent the laughter from escaping.
“Now, let’s go home and rest…”
At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly fell on the window.
“Teacher Im! Roll down the window!”
“…Im Hoon?”
Im Hoon came. Why is he here? I lowered the window slowly with a suspicious look. When it was halfway down, I asked him.
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“You, you! Why did you leave so quickly? You should have said goodbye to me.”
I did say goodbye, didn’t I? Surely?
“Hey! You’re making me feel left out!”
His eyebrows shot up.
“I’m a human being with feelings too.”
“Oh… Yeah. I see.”
“Ah…”
As I nodded appropriately and looked up at him, Im Hoon couldn’t speak and just opened and closed his mouth. Frustrated, I gestured for him to speak quickly.
“…Shit.”
He always swears when he’s embarrassed. It’s not nice to say this, but.
‘He’s like a chihuahua…’
Woof woof, he makes noise, but he’s not really scary?
“Ahem, I couldn’t say anything because there were so many people earlier?”
“…Oh, so?”
“And I’m not very outgoing in relationships, so I don’t usually say these things.”
His face was as red as a beet as he lowered his head and shouted bravely.
“Thank you so much!”
I doubted my ears the moment I heard it. ‘Thank you’? I rolled my eyes in confusion and slowly opened my mouth.
“Do you need something from me?”
“Hey!”
The head that had been lowered shot up! Startled, I blinked, and Im Hoon started pointing at me.
“Need something! It’s not like that, it’s because of the favors I’ve received so far.”
“Favors?”
“The agency’s suggestion and the help I received during the script reading.”
Is it that much of a favor? In fact, I only gave the suggestion. The choice after that was his own. Maybe he didn’t believe my lie.
But he believed me, whom he was seeing for the first time, and checked the agency’s movements.
“I will respectfully consider you as my teacher.”
Im Hoon said, hitting his chest twice with his fist.
“I’m the type to repay favors. I swear on my parents.”
“…Hey, don’t swear on your parents.”
“Teacher Im. I also received praise.”
Not hearing my words, Im Hoon couldn’t hide his proud feelings and rubbed the tip of his nose. I looked at him with a bitter look.
“From who?”
He leaned his upper body forward and leaned against the window.
“Senior Tae Jin-hwa said my acting was good.”
“Senior? When?”
“He told me after you went to the interview.”
It seemed that Senior also noticed that Im Hoon’s pronunciation had changed and praised him.
“Teacher Im, it’s all thanks to you. I think this is why a teacher-student relationship is necessary.”
Seeing his smiling face, I felt relieved. But he looked at me and grinned. I felt uneasy.
But the distance between our faces is getting closer. I think he’s excited because he was praised by Senior Tae Jin-hwa.
“Hey, move back.”
“What, why? Are you picking a fight?”
“I don’t want to be misunderstood as dating you.”
Underground parking lot. A space with no one. Me, Im Hoon, and two managers. It was easy to be misunderstood if someone passing by saw us.
There were still many people who loved Park Hae-in and Jung Jae-wook from <Youth 2015>. Even though it was a heartbreaking failed relationship.
‘…If I get involved with him, it’s over.’
I was already having a headache because a mischievous reporter had been sticking to me recently. They kept asking if I had a bad relationship with Ryu Byeol.
Besides, it wasn’t good for a scandal to break out between the sub-female lead and the male lead when a drama was being released.
I said that to prevent that. Im Hoon’s face crumpled slightly.
What is it?
“……Wow!”
“……”
“Misunderstanding?”
Im Hoon, who exaggerated his voice to the fullest, clenched his teeth.
“Well, I understand.”
“…Understand?”
“It’s because I’m so handsome that scandals are inevitable. But we’re teacher and student.”
He was talking a lot and was mixed with annoyance. Anyone could see that…
“Why are you suddenly hurt?”
Im Hoon didn’t answer and just crossed his arms.
He’s hurt. He’s hurt. His face, tilted to the side, was full of dissatisfaction.
Well, if he doesn’t want to tell me.
“Well, is there anything else you want to say?”
“No, but I think I need to be there. Wait a minute.”
‘I want to go home quickly.’
Waiting for a moment, I couldn’t overcome the fatigue and reached for the window button.
“Hey! Im Bada!”
Im Hoon panicked and reached out his hand.
“I still have something to say!”
“Yeah. Send it to me in a text when you think of it.”
Pushing away Im Hoon’s hand that was coming into the window, I was about to raise the window when.
Ding-
The elevator door opened and Ryu Byeol appeared.
Ryu Byeol, who was walking through the parking lot with a tired look, stopped abruptly when she made eye contact with me.
“……”
“……”
After exchanging glances, I waved my finger first. We’re going to see each other at the filming set every day anyway…
‘I also feel sorry for not saying hello to her earlier.’
But.
Ryu Byeol looked at me and put her index finger to her temple as if I was crazy, then spun it around.
‘Spinning?’
She’s telling me I’m crazy…
“That.”
I glared at Ryu Byeol, who was smiling mischievously as she got into the car, and then widened my eyes.
It was because I made eye contact with Im Hoon, who was gaping in shock.
“Hey, hey. Are you glaring at me now? How could you do that to me?”
“It’s not like that.”
“I said thank you. But you’re still glaring at me?”
“Ah, I’m not.”
I took Im Hoon’s hand off the window and quickly raised the window.
Bang bang bang!
I could hear the sound of someone telling me to lower the window, but I leaned back in my seat and said to Manager Min Seo-eun.
“Sis, let’s go.”
Seo-eun, who had been watching the situation, chuckled and started the car. The noise faded away.
When we were far enough away, I took out my phone and sent a message to Ryu Byeol.
[Me: Ugh]
Um, satisfying.
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At the drama studio of <Tormented Him and Happy Her>. Director Kim Jin was looking at his laptop and tearing at his non-existent hair.
‘…Shit. My head is going to explode.’
The sudden departure of the drama writer. Just because I changed a drama scene without saying anything. Does she have a sense of
professionalism or not? Leave, would I hold her back if she left? But now it was difficult to find a new writer.
“Jin-ah. What a bolt from the blue?”
Kim Jung-woo, who had returned after changing his hair and clothes, tackled me.
“No, you can’t even handle the drama writer gently.”
“…Be quiet.”
“No, I can’t be quiet. You’re the filming director and the drama writer, so I have to cheer you on.”
He has a way of annoying people.
“So? Did you come here to pick a fight?”
“No, did you hear about it?”
Kim Jung-woo shrugged as if he really hadn’t heard.
“Tae Jin-hwa and Jo Jang-hee.”
“…?”
“They used to have a bad relationship. They fought a lot in <Atonement: Scent of a Woman>, which they were in together. I guess they still don’t have a good relationship.”
Kim Jung-woo lowered his voice as if he was conscious of his surroundings.
“Don’t you hate Jo Jang-hee? Let’s use this opportunity to… boom.”
That’s right. Jo Jang-hee complained throughout the filming. She tried to overstep the director’s authority in every little thing, so she was honestly a pain in the ass.
‘…So that’s what happened?’
Indeed, Jo Jang-hee would get upset and nervous at the mere mention of Tae Jin-hwa’s name. I wondered why.
But I understand what Kim Jung-woo means. Somehow bring up that name in front of her?
But why did he suddenly tell me this information?
Kim Jin stared at Kim Jung-woo without shaking off his suspicious feelings.
When he didn’t react, Kim Jung-woo tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.
“What? I gave you this honey information and you’re not going to do anything?”
“I’m too busy writing lines right now.”
“No! No! That’s not it!”
Rather, he got excited and said.
“You have to use the information I gave you to control her.”
It’s so trivial. Does he think he can control Jo Jang-hee with that? She’s been in the entertainment industry longer than me…
“You don’t want to shake Jo Jang-hee, do you?”
“Shit! Hey!”
Kim Jung-woo was startled and cursed, then hurriedly looked around.
“Why are you saying that? What if someone hears?”
He didn’t care if anyone heard about Jo Jang-hee, but he was very worried about who would hear about him.
Just as Kim Jin was about to laugh to himself.
“Oh, she’s coming!”
Jo Jang-hee, with a face full of dissatisfaction, was walking from afar. Kim Jung-woo looked around to see if she had heard, worried that she might have heard, and looked around.
Fortunately, there were no staff members around except for the manager, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
“What’s with this atmosphere?”
She looked at Kim Jin and Kim Jung-woo and nodded as if to report. Kim Jung-woo closed his mouth, and Kim Jin answered instead.
“Well, isn’t it always quiet when Jo Jang-hee comes?”
“Be polite in your tone. I can’t have a conversation.”
“I’m being polite…?”
“Much better. Be polite next time too. If your face is worthless, at least your mouth should be kind. Don’t you think?”
It was Jo Jang-hee, starting a power struggle again. Kim Jin sighed secretly and opened his laptop. He had to complete one more line of the script rather than wasting time here.
Just as he was about to concentrate on typing again, Kim Jung-woo’s laughter, unable to hold back his laughter, pierced his ears.
“I heard about that.”
“About what.”
“I heard you don’t have a good relationship with Senior Tae Jin-hwa?”
Kim Jin stared at Kim Jung-woo in a daze. Why is he throwing a fastball without any introduction or development?
‘Without any tact.’
However, Jo Jang-hee didn’t show any reaction. She stared at the other person for a moment and then smiled.
“That’s it?”
“……”
“You found out something really useless.”
Jo Jang-hee, who sat on the chair that her manager brought, crossed her legs and crossed her arms.
“So, can’t you act?”