I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 192

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Episode 192

The murmuring exploded into a roar. Shutter sounds and flashes went off one after another, and security staff hurriedly secured the path.

I stopped walking in bewilderment.

“Unnie! Seoryeong unnie!”

It was an enormous crowd. People holding pickets were looking at me. Their loving gazes pierced through my skin. I could even see slogans with my face printed on them.

That’s when it really hit me.

These people had been waiting for me.

[Seoryeong Myeongdo Our Love]

A person holding a placard written in awkward Korean burst into tears. I stared at them blankly. Our emotion-filled gazes met. Why are you crying? You must really like me…

In a foreign land, with a foreign language, foreign people liked me. I felt dazed by that fact. I couldn’t believe it.

“Unnie!”

Someone handed me a letter through the guards. The edges were all crumpled from how long they’d been holding it. Starting with that, letters and gifts came flying from all directions. Even holding them with both hands wasn’t enough. There were that many.

“Yeoreum, let’s go!”

Manager Choi shouted. The surroundings were so noisy that she had to speak that way even though she was close by.

I walked forward very, very slowly. Security staff were shouting over their radios that we were currently moving.

It felt like a dream. Even though I’d seen this scene countless times in movies and dramas, I couldn’t get used to it.

‘Really… did everyone gather here for me?’

My throat stung. My heart pounded as if it would break my bones. I was overwhelmed. I tried to keep my mouth shut, but laughter kept leaking out. Emotion spread hotly throughout my entire body. My vision blurred.

“Cutie. Smile and look at the lenses.”

Manager Ma, who was moving with the security staff on the left, said. I made eye contact with each cell phone lens pointed at me and waved my hand. With each step I took forward, the voices calling my name grew louder.

When I got into the waiting vehicle, sweat poured down. It wasn’t because Taiwan’s weather was hot. I could feel for the first time that when this many people gather, the heat they emit is different.

‘The temperature of love is incredible…’

I realized this anew. The sound of my heartbeat rang heavily in my ears. I pressed my chest firmly with both hands clasped together. The texture of the letter in my hands was vivid.

Less than 30 minutes after arriving in Taiwan, I faced the reality of my popularity. Popularity was something this tremendously hot, lovely, and overwhelming.

‘If the airport was like this, what about the fan meeting?’

I was already incredibly excited.

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The vehicle smoothly crossed the road. It was a somewhat leisurely city. Our destination was one of the finest hotels in central Taipei.

After passing through the main gate marked ‘Grand View Taipei’, a bright red, towering building appeared.

‘I really came here, to Taiwan…’

Seeing the traditional-style hotel made me realize I’d really come to a foreign country.

‘It feels different from when I went to Japan.’

It wasn’t simply setting foot overseas, but my space. I was convinced that Han Yeoreum’s influence had expanded, making my heart pound.

‘The people living here… are liking me…’

The murmuring I’d heard at the airport still clung numbly to my ears. The moment I entered the lobby, a few guests seemed to recognize me and let out small exclamations.

‘I need to adjust my angle.’

I deliberately turned slightly toward my prettier-looking face direction. I didn’t forget to wave my hand slightly.

‘I hope lots of reviews about Han Yeoreum in person spread around…’

The corners of my mouth kept rising, which was troublesome. I raised both hands and pressed my cheeks firmly. I’d been smiling too much since earlier, so now I seemed to have forgotten how to be expressionless. I said to Manager Choi, who was coming back after checking in.

“Unnie… This must be the protagonist’s atmosphere… It smells so fragrant…”

The feeling that a sweet fragrance has been enveloping my life since earlier… it’s not my imagination, right…

“Yeoreum. That’s jasmine fragrance.”

Manager Choi comforted me while pointing to a heavy ceramic vase in the center of the lobby. Right. Either way, it’s not my imagination. The air I breathed in was sweet.

The hotel room arranged by the Taiwan side was located on the top floor.

“No way, unnie. I’m using this place all by myself?”

“Of course.”

“That’s ridiculous…”

No, it’s this spacious? With a bit of exaggeration, it was a space that could accommodate ten people together. I quickly looked around. No matter how I looked at it, it was excessively luxurious for one person to use.

“Yeoreum, then rest comfortably. I’ll come get you for rehearsal in two hours.”

After Manager Choi left, when I flopped down on the spacious bed, the ceiling seemed to spin around. My still-hot chest pounded violently. I felt dizzy with how good I felt.

“Ah… This is exactly… the taste of being a rising actor…”

Warm lighting glowed softly from the wall corners. Lying alone in the hotel room that smelled of cedar, I truly felt that I had succeeded.

‘I feel so good I might get motion sickness.’

My heart felt queasy. It seemed like popularity was shaking my entire body.

“Good. Let me immerse myself more in the protagonist’s mood like this.”

I picked up the letter I’d placed on the table. Maybe because I’d gripped it tightly to never drop it, there were handprints left on the end.

“So the heart stickers don’t tear…”

When I carefully opened the envelope, the letter inside appeared. The writer had pressed so hard while writing neatly that the letters were deeply imprinted even on the back page.

“A fan letter written by an overseas fan.”

It’s surprisingly touching. This is something I couldn’t have gotten even in dreams.

Maybe perfume was sprayed on it, as a subtle floral fragrance came from the paper.

To Yeoreum unnie

Hello unnie. I’m Mei-Ling , a fan from Taiwan. I like unnie so much that I wanted to write a letter. I want to convey my heart to such a precious unnie from far away.

“Okay, Mei-Ling. I’ll remember your name until I die.”

Even her name is cute. Mei-Ling earnestly wrote down in awkward Korean why she likes me and how much she likes me.

Strange Tales was really scary. It was that interesting. It was amazing! When unnie cried, I cried too, and when unnie laughed, I laughed too. All my classmates also like and know unnie. We’re all unnie’s fans.

“What? My popularity is to that extent?”

Han Yeoreum? What’s that about. Not getting NUGU treatment? The sentence that Taiwanese teenagers know me enveloped my entire body.

This, Han Yeoreum is really a scary rising force. As expected of me.

I will watch all of unnie’s dramas from now on. Please appear a lot, a lot. I’ll always love you from Taiwan.

I’ll always love you. I read that sentence once more.

‘I need to do well.’

So that as Mei-Ling continues watching my dramas and following me, she never once thinks she watched for nothing.

‘I really need to do well.’

I hugged the letter to my chest. Strangely, the weight of the light-as-a-feather paper pressed heavily down on my heart.

I read and reread the letter on the table over and over again. I memorized the letter like memorizing a script.

The more I did so, the more my fatigue disappeared.

Knock knock-.

“Yeoreum-!”

Had two hours already passed? I jumped up at Manager Choi’s voice calling me from beyond the door. But this is strange. Looking at the clock, not even an hour had passed.

“Unnie, just a moment-!”

The room was so big that it took a while just to get to the door. Before that, the door burst open. Manager Choi, who had a spare key, had gleaming eyes.

“Perfect. You weren’t sleeping?”

“Unnie, why are your eyes…”

“Manager Ma says come right now! You have to go!”

“What’s going on, why so suddenly?”

“I don’t know the reason either! Hurry up and put on your shoes! Let’s run!”

Manager Choi, who had hastily grabbed my ankle to put on my shoes, seized my wrist. She seemed tense, as sweat had formed on her palm.

“Huh huh huh?”

When I came to my senses, I was running to match her pace. Manager Choi, who immediately pressed the elevator button repeatedly, spoke to me as I caught my breath.

“Listen carefully, Yeoreum. When Manager Ma says ‘for now’ without any explanation?”

The leadership of JC ENM. Ma Suyeon’s influence as the woman who leads success was already famous even before my regression. The prevailing assessment was that her brain was constantly working.

The fact that Manager Ma didn’t give any explanation whatsoever meant.

“Then there’s something extremely important happening.”

It meant the stakes were that high. To the extent that it would be difficult to understand all at once.

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