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Dying acting, huh?

It really is quite a bewildering role.

“Uh… Are you not confident?”

As I visibly panicked, Moon Chang-sik asked, and I immediately nodded.

“Yeah….”

How could I possibly immerse myself in dying?

I might think of living a long life—maybe a hundred or two years—but imagining death? I haven’t done that since my teenage years.

“You really don’t seem confident…”

Since I’ve never learned acting, if I can’t immerse myself, all that’s left is a young woman in her early twenties.

“You really seem to be lacking confidence.”

“It’s just that I can’t imagine doing it well.”

Actually, every other scene, I’m confident, but dying acting…

“Hmm… Want to try dying once?”

“Pardon?”

“It might go well.”

Still unsure, I said that to Moon Chang-sik.

After all, Miro is not just a genius at immersion but perhaps a god, so who knows? Maybe she can immerse in situations she never expected!

“Um… Okay. This is a knife.”

Moon Chang-sik, being a great actor, remained calm even at my random suggestion and pulled a hot pack out of his pocket.

“Is that so?”

“Let’s just say it is right now.”

Thinking that I should imagine this lukewarm hot pack as a knife… well, I nodded anyway.

When acting for real, we use fake knives, so I could somewhat understand.

“Then, let’s do it.”

“Okay, come here.”

With that, Moon Chang-sik turned his body into a stabbing position, and I sat in my chair, opening myself up as if to say, “Go ahead and stab me.”

Since we were side by side, it ended up looking ridiculous, but neither of us paid any attention.

There were no people around anyway.

“I’m stabbing.”

As such, Moon Chang-sik’s demeanor changed in an instant.

The oddly soft attitude from just a moment ago disappeared, replaced by a fierce gaze.

I swallowed slightly at the swift change, as if a switch had been turned on.

Thud.

However, the feeble jab I felt in my abdomen was somewhat disappointing.

Instead of stabbing my abdomen, it felt more like the hot pack had crumpled.

…Still, I had to act.

Let’s think this through; I’m getting stabbed.

What’s pressing on my stomach isn’t a hot pack but a knife.

With that thought, the immersion—

“Ugh, eek.”

Totally didn’t work.

I let out a scream that even I found awkward, grabbing the hot pack that was weakly pushing down on me.

“Cough.”

I managed to make a sound that somewhat resembled pain, but…

“…?”

“Ahem.”

An awkward silence settled between us.

Rolling my eyes subtly to look at Moon Chang-sik, he seemed to be staring at me in disbelief.

“I told you I lack confidence.”

Feeling embarrassed by the situation, I said that, and Moon Chang-sik nodded dazedly.

“This requires… practice.”

“Haha….”

Honestly, I was secretly hopeful, but it seems I really can’t do it.

Should I give up on this role?

As I was mulling that over, Moon Chang-sik placed his hand on his forehead and opened his mouth.

“Are you thinking of learning?”

“Acting?”

“Yeah, just the dying scene this time.”

“Um… If I do it, I should, of course.”

Even though I look like this, I’m somewhat of a professional.

Once I decide, I’ll truly put my heart into it, even if I have to enroll in an acting academy.

“Hmm, then… if you do, please teach me some acting.”

“Acting?”

“Yeah, rather than setting aside time separately, you can come here, see the filming location, and learn some acting.”

Hmm… I mean, it sounds good to me, but is that okay?

No matter how much time drifts in between shoots, that time is supposed to be for a break.

Even someone like Moon Chang-sik would find it quite exhausting to take the time to teach me.

“Are you okay with that?”

“You already taught me once before, remember?”

“That’s true, but….”

I feel bad about being a burden again.

I wonder if it’d be better to cast Kang Ha-na in a dual role instead.

“Well, let’s think about that later.”

Moon Chang-sik said that and handed me the script.

“Just think about whether you want to do it or not for now.”

“Ah, sure.”

“Then shall we get up?”

“Sounds good.”

It had gotten really cold since we’d been sitting there for a while.

The hot pack was totally lukewarm now.

So we rose from our seats and headed toward the exit.

“You don’t have to see me off.”

“I have things to do as well.”

“In that case.”

As we walked, I definitely felt the eyes on us.

Come to think of it, wasn’t Moon Chang-sik the person with the highest recognition among the actors here?

Naturally, he should be the center of attention from the staff and other actors.

“Everyone’s staring. Truly a great actor, huh?”

I mentioned that to Moon Chang-sik, but he looked back at me as if to say, “What are you talking about?”

“They’re looking at Soo-hyun.”

“Pardon?”

“Why would I need to keep looking when I’m here every day?”

“Ah.”

Is that so?

I didn’t think they stared at him this much earlier.

“Since I’m with you, they’re probably more interested.”

“Ah-ha.”

It seems the Moon Chang-sik effect is real.

Well, it does spark interest when a man and woman are walking together.

Still, to avoid any misunderstandings, I slightly increased the distance between us while we continued walking when suddenly Moon Chang-sik halted.

“Why are you stopping?”

“Look over there.”

Curious about what was going on, I followed the direction Moon Chang-sik was looking and saw a middle-aged couple approaching us.

“Those are the director and the writer.”

The director and the writer?

Essentially, they are the highest-ranked people on this filming set.

“Oh, Chang-sik, what are you doing here?”

The two of them got closer and greeted me.

What I need to do here…

“I’m Kim Soo-hyun!”

A quick introduction.

I bowed deeply, just like Moon Chang-sik taught me before.

“Oh my, what a polite young one~”

“Indeed.”

Luckily, it seemed my greeting was met with satisfaction.

As I lifted my head again, I felt a middle-aged woman, likely the drama writer, sizing me up.

“So this is the person Chang-sik mentioned.”

“Yeah, I thought it would be okay.”

“Hmm….”

The round-glassed, somewhat plump drama writer’s eyes locked onto me.

Feeling that the situation was getting tense, I stood still when she finally nodded slightly and extended her hand to me.

“Wow, your face is stunning, so you’re Soo-hyun, huh?”

“Uh? Ah.”

Caught off guard by the suddenly extended hand, I took a moment before reaching out, and she gently took my hand.

“I’m Ahn Ji-young. Let’s get to know each other a bit.”

“Oh my, writer, are you already interested?”

The drama director next to her said playfully, and the writer, identifying herself as Ji-young, subtly smiled.

“I’m quite taken by him; Soo-hyun, would you be open to sharing your contact number?”

“Contact number?”

“Yeah, I won’t be bothersome, I promise.”

A contact number…

I typically don’t give my number to strangers, but… since she’s a drama writer, is it okay?

I exchanged glances with Moon Chang-sik, who nodded.

That means it’s acceptable, right?

Well, I can’t very well say no at this point, so I provided my number.

“I just called you, so save it.”

“Ah, yes.”

“I hope to see you again.”

With that, the director and Ahn Ji-young passed by.

Standing there a bit dazed, Moon Chang-sik casually stated beside me.

“Great job.”

“Yeah?”

“The writer seems to have a good impression of you.”

Well, I can tell that much…

“I don’t really know much about her.”

“You don’t know? She’s quite famous in this field.”

“I really am a novice here.”

Honestly, I’m not well-versed in movies or dramas at all.

Just because someone is a famous writer doesn’t mean I’d know them.

“Wow, you could say she’s a golden lifeline.”

“Pardon?”

“Writers really hold a lot of power in the drama industry, you know?”

“Is that so?”

Isn’t it typically the director who holds the most power?

Receiving my look of confusion, Moon Chang-sik seemed to reconsider explaining but ultimately kept quiet.

“It’s a bit elaborate to explain here… but I’ll tell you later. Anyway, you could say she’s the most influential person on this filming set.”

“Oh….”

So did I just exchange contact info with someone like that?

I didn’t realize it at the moment, but that was a pretty lucky situation.

“How intriguing.”

“Are you not happy?”

“Well, it’s just…”

In the first place, I have my own profession, so receiving this kind of attention just feels burdensome.

I’ll seriously consider the current shooting, but the next… I don’t know if it’ll even happen.

“I think it’s better to take the good with the good. She seems like a really nice person too.”

“Is that right?”

“Yeah, I’m friends with her.”

Hmm…

If Moon Chang-sik guarantees this writer, my fondness for her suddenly surges.

“Anyway, are you heading out now?”

“Ah, yes.”

“There’s no way you’d refuse if I offered to call your manager?”

“Right?”

“Well, take care.”

With that, I left the filming location, escorted by Moon Chang-sik, and flagged down a taxi.

On my way back.

As I leaned back in my seat, thoughts began to crowd my mind.

I suddenly had two tough dilemmas to decide on.

One is the new song I’m releasing as Miro.

The other is the new role I’m taking on as Kim Soo-hyun.

Well, although there are two, to be honest, these two can be combined.

The connections between them are so strong that it feels awkward to pick just one.

As I contemplated this the entire taxi ride,

Ding—ding.

My phone rang.

Is it Moon Chang-sik?

Wondering who else it could be, I glanced at the name flashing on the screen; it was an unexpected one.

“Hello?”

Seeing the name, I answered immediately.

[Boss.]

“Hey, Jeong-hoon, what’s up?”

The caller turned out to be Jeong-hoon.

Our Miro Family’s youngest just called.

And if Jeong-hoon is calling me, that means it’s likely…

“Is it finished?”

[Yes.]

So, it seems I’ll have to push today’s dilemma aside for now.

 

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