Chapter 130 – Kim Seon-Ha
“Hey, you’re the youngest. Look over there.”
“Yes? Ah. It’s Hwang Soo-ah.”
Actress Hwang Soo-ah was where the prop team sister pointed.
Celebrities say her face glows, but when she sees Hwang Soo-ah, she can tell the truth.
Expensive accessories for luxurious clothes.
However, even those props did not outshine Hwang Soo-ah’s face.
Celebrities are celebrities. She was truly frighteningly pretty.
“No, not Hwang Soo-ah, next to him. A tall man.”
“Ah, who is that person? Who are you?”
Who is it It was an unknown face.
Are you an idol-turned-actor?
“Hwang Soo-ah is the manager.”
“Are you the manager?”
“Okay. These days, new actors are told to be managers first, but it must be something like that. Aren’t they so cool?”
Well, like my sister said, it was cool.
But a person who is too handsome is not my taste.
A man who seems to switch between women every day like picking out snacks.
I like a nice guy even if he looks normal.
“I’m a bit too handsome.”
“Look at him. You sound full. Then who do you like?”
“Even if I have a normal face, I like a nice person. Like Joo Jung-hwan.”
Okay. Like Joo Jung-hwan.
Actor Joo Jung-hwan is kind to everyone and has a kind smile.
A person with a pretty heart like Joo Jung-hwan is much more genuine than a man with a handsome face like that.
“Joo Jung-hwan? He doesn’t know what You will know when you see Joo Jung-hwan in person.”
“What is Joo Jung-hwan’s true identity?”
“Even if you don’t say anything, you will know when the filming starts.”
Are you offended by the fact that I don’t like you?
The prop team unnie was talking badly about Joo Jung-hwan for no reason.
What is the reality
I separated from the prop team unnie by looking at the right timing.
I’m here to work, so I have to work.
My job today is working part-time on set.
Before filming begins, things are quickly carried and set up, and when filming is finished, they are dismantled again.
Once the filming begins, there is nothing to do, so I sit around, but right before and after the filming, I am very busy.
Even though I am weak, I tend to work hard.
In any part-time job, there is an image that high school girls do not work hard.
So I work harder than others.
To avoid hearing ‘I knew it’.
“Wow. It’s heavy.”
… But I had to use it in moderation.
As an example, I lifted a large box, but my view was blocked and I couldn’t see very well.
I was moving the box staggeringly.
“Please. I will move it.”
“Ah.”
Suddenly, my hands lightened and my vision opened.
“Thank you?”
The man lightly lifting the big box I was carrying while struggling.
It was the manager of Hwang Soo-ah, whom I talked to with the prop team sister earlier.
“Where can I move it?”
“… Hey.”
Pretend to help.
Is that how you seduced naive kids?
After all, young part-timers like us think that even if you do a little well, you’ll come over quickly.
We became close like this, talked for a bit, got a number, and had a meal?
Doesn’t that work for me?
I built an iron wall in my mind and prepared for the manager’s dash.
“Can I put it here?”
“Yes, thank you…”
But before I could say thank you, the man ran away.
… I only drank kimchi soup for no reason.
“Envy you! Why am I not helping you!”
“Then unnie also lifts heavy things.”
Someone help me if I just move my fist like that.
“Okay! Anyway, the prince will help a Cinderella like you. I’m just going to die alone.”
They say heaven helps those who help themselves.
Did the sky help me because I worked hard too?
However, the man who helped him was being scolded by Hwang Soo-ah.
It seems like you’re getting scolded because of me.
Sorry
Even Hwang Soo-ah is worth her face.
He keeps clamoring for his manager to do something else for a while.
Well, if you’re pretty like that, men will respect you and serve you, so even normal people will be like that.
… On the other hand, that man might not be such a bad person.
From then on, whenever I had a chance, I was following that manager with my eyes.
I didn’t mean to, but it just made him stand out.
And it wasn’t just me.
Most of the female staff spyed on him whenever they had a chance, and were looking for something to talk to.
“They say that person is the son of actress Im Im-hye.”
“Really? No wonder!”
In places where three or more female staff members gathered, the story of the man came up without fail.
He was just a manager, but he was more popular than the actors.
In addition, Im Im-hye’s son?
Gold spoon on that face.
The world isn’t fair either.
Some people don’t have parents, so they can’t even use a dirt spoon.
How easy would a person like that be to live?
If he had a bad personality, he would have cursed at me coolly.
“Age is? How old are you?”
“I am 21 now. I am a college student.”
“So you have to go to the army now? What a waste!”
For some reason, the atmosphere was similar to the atmosphere in which kids gather at school and talk about BTS.
Women don’t change no matter how old they get.
“I am the youngest. Go and ask when you are leaving the army.”
“Yes? Me?”
Suddenly the story came to me.
“Okay. You look friendly. Carry the burden too.”
“I am not friendly at all. At that time, I couldn’t even say thank you.”
How can you suddenly say something like that? I can never do it!
“Then ask while you say thank you.”
“Shall we go with a collection of questions?”
“Yes, yes!”
“Because I’m not going?”
For some reason, it became an atmosphere where I had to go as the representative and get information about the man.
What to do do I really have to go
What if you think you’re a weird kid?
Still, it might be a chance to say thank you.
“Ah. Look at that. It’s Joo Jung-hwan again.”
Fortunately or unfortunately, there was someone who cut off that atmosphere.
The older sisters who saw that side wrinkled their faces as a group.
“Ugh. That truth.”
The staff members’ evaluation of Joo Jung-hwan was the worst.
He treats the staff like servants and gets annoyed with his temper on occasion.
It was truly the truth.
Now I could understand what ‘Joo Jeong-hwan’s reality’ was saying.
I didn’t know you were this kind of person.
In dramas, I always played the role of a good person.
The image on TV and the actual image can be so different.
“I am the youngest. Did you see Just because you look nice doesn’t mean you’re nice Being handsome is good.”
“That’s right. Handsome men are nicer.”
“Now, if you’re nice there, it’s perfect.”
“Oh my gosh, you must be crazy.”
The older sisters made dirty jokes and giggled, but the atmosphere over there was getting serious.
“What are you twisting? Did you see it?”
Joo Jung-hwan’s truth came out to the manager brother this time.
A quarrel between the lead actor and the manager.
It was obvious without looking at which side the weight would be placed.
Joo Jeong-hwan unilaterally shouted, and the manager brother just bowed and apologized.
It was an infuriating sight to see.
“Oh my, look at that. You must be crazy.”
“How to?”
“What do you do? I will take care of it.”
“There’s nothing good about interfering with the actors.”
The older sisters said so, but seeing Joo Jung-hwan’s unlucky face made me want to hit him in the back of the head.
“I am the youngest. You take care of it.”
It must have been a joke from the sisters, but it didn’t sound like a joke to me.
“Can I?”
“Huh?”
“Sister. I will borrow this.”
I borrowed a mix coffee that an older sister had just brewed.
“Maknae, what are you going to do with that?”
“Don’t step out. Then get scolded.”
My sisters stop me as I stand up with a paper cup.
I know you’re going to get scolded.
But I couldn’t stand still.
Seeing Joo Jung-hwan harassing the manager made me strangely angry.
What if you get fired… I can’t help it.
The part-time job at a broadcasting station set is comfortable and worthwhile, so it’s a waste to quit, but I have no choice but to look for another part-time job.
But what if you have to make up for it?
Are those clothes expensive?
I don’t have money…
But before I had time to think about it, the situation took a turn for the worse.
Joo Jung-hwan even said harsh things to the adult actress Im Im-hye.
Even in front of my son’s ears.
It seemed that the manager brother, who had been holding back, would eventually explode and hit Joo Jung-hwan at any moment.
Oops! It will work out somehow!
I threw a paper cup containing steaming coffee at the back of Joo Jeong-hwan’s head.
“Oh hot!”
Joo Jung-hwan, who put coffee on his head, jumped.
People’s eyes were focused on me.
“Sorry! I’ll bring you something to wipe!”
And I ran away
“Ahaha! Oh my god! Isn’t our youngest really a great kid?”
“You really can be anything when you grow up.”
“It was cool inside.”
“Hiding here. The unnies will take care of the aftermath.”
With the help of my sisters, I hid in a small storage room.
There, shivering and waiting for the storm to pass.
Joo Jeong-hwan went looking for me, but the older sisters took me away well while I was hiding.
‘The good is hiding here. Never make a sound Understand?’
‘Brother…’
Memories of childhood that are now mostly hazy.
My brother pushed me into the closet and shut the door tightly.
And I waited for the storm to pass, shivering in the narrow closet.
What remains in my sparse memories are the terrifying sound of shouting, the desolate scenery seen through the narrow gap in the closet door, and me silently sobbing.
‘Seonhu older brother…’
And the name of the elder brother.
Other than that, I couldn’t remember anything.
It was scary to hide alone in a small place.
After everything was over, my brother opened the door,
Hugged me tightly
So even though I was scared, I was able to endure it.
“Brother…”
Only 6 years old
My poor older brother who died at an age of ignorance.
Seonhu Kim.
I was the only person in the world who would remember my brother, and even my memory was fading.
Neither the face nor the voice remain in my memory anymore.
All that was left was the name Seonhu.
I am alive like this now.
It’s because my brother blocked the violence that would come to me with his small body.
And that my brother died for the same reason.
I knew even in my young mind.
So no matter how lonely I was, no matter how much I wanted to die, I endured it.
I had to survive even for my brother who died instead of me.
I survived, and when I met my brother in heaven, I said, ‘Thanks to you, I lived happily. Thank you.”
“Black…”
Although I’m not happy at all right now…
Will there come a day when I can confidently say that I am happy?
“I’m sorry, youngest! Sisters forgot what? Come on out! He said he went to the truth house.”
The warehouse door opened.
However, that person was not an older brother, but an older sister from the prop team.
“Oh. Are you crying Sorry for coming late! Don’t cry!”
My sister on the props team was at a loss as to whether she thought my crying was because I had been left in the warehouse for a long time.
“Are you okay…”
Tears did not dry easily.