I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 247

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Chapter 247

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“Ready-!”

Having left the shabby and humble neighborhood behind, Huijae and Taeseok look down from the mountain. The two who could only converse at dawn to avoid people’s eyes had come outside together for the first time.

Taeseok had really wanted to bring Huijae to this place. It was the most decent spot in this neighborhood, after all.

The only thing Taeseok, who had nothing, could give was the scenery of dawn breaking.

He wanted to give her this world as a gift – one that could make you feel that thrilling warmth that was new every day, no matter how many times you saw it.

“….”

But Taeseok’s expression wasn’t good. It was because it had rained while they were climbing the mountain.

Far from showing her the scenery he wanted to show because of the cloudy sky, he had only made Huijae suffer in the cold and difficulty.

Realizing his poverty and incompetence once again, Taeseok deliberately looked only straight ahead under a place where they could shelter from the rain.

He couldn’t muster the courage to look to the side. Even the desire to see the happy face of the girl he liked was a luxury he couldn’t allow himself.

“It’s wonderful. Thank you.”

He didn’t want to hear words said out of politeness. Taeseok gritted his teeth. Shame spread across the taciturn boy’s face.

“You don’t have to say things you don’t mean.”

He answered sharply to hide his wounded pride, and to such Taeseok, Huijae says.

That she can see how this place will change. That she believes in him who will be there in between.

The voice he heard during script reading, the voice he heard during rehearsals, but it made him feel emotions as if he was hearing it for the first time.

There was some kind of power in Han Yeoreum’s voice.

Taeseok turned his head. The smile on her clear face, moistened by the rain, made this moment one he wanted to treasure forever.

One that would never be forgotten from memory.

That emotion, the only thing Gi Taeseok who had nothing could say he possessed, pressed heavily down on his heart.

‘Definitely….’

Han Yeoreum’s strength was water. With just her smiling face in a wet state, she turned the atmosphere of the set upside down.

Taeseok avoided Huijae’s eyes that he had been staring at blankly for a moment. His ears felt hot.

After lowering his head to briefly avoid Huijae’s gaze, he looked straight ahead again.

As if he would definitely repay this innocent trust, he took in the world with different eyes than before.

The lighting brightened brilliantly. The rain had stopped before they knew it. Between the grayish-white clouds, the sun rises from beyond.

Hope for tomorrow settled on the boy’s face.

Shadows fell between his delicate eyelashes. The sharp look from before had softened.

Taeseok, who realized the moment he fell in first love and recognized it himself, just looked ahead silently.

“Cut! Yes, that’s so good. Let’s get a close-up of that as is!”

Director Ja gave an okay in one take. It became busy with resetting the camera. The camera lens capturing Yeonhuijae’s face glittered as it caught the light.

Fragments of light briefly passed over her wet cheeks.

‘I wish it would come quickly.’

Myeong Jeha looked at such Yeonhuijae and counted down the D-day. Han Yeoreum’s birthday wasn’t far off.

His heart raced.

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“I miss her….”

Aetami held her forehead and sighed. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t go see Yeoreum.

“Aren’t they crazy, seriously.”

Aetami thought she had become somewhat skilled at ticketing through years of being an actor fan.

But among the real ones who roamed the University Street small theaters, she was nothing. She was on the verge of tears because she couldn’t get a single ticket.

“Why do they even use the word ‘stroll’?”

Going into the booking page several times to see if there might be any canceled tickets is called taking a stroll. But the fans targeting 【Internship Academy】 weren’t at the level of strolling.

“Sob sob… They’re really crazy….”

You had to be lying in ambush to barely snatch a single ticket. With Aetami’s current level, it was impossible to see Han Yeoreum on stage.

“There aren’t enough updates either!”

There were occasionally uploaded direct photos from theater curtain calls, or Music N MC that came around every week, but that wasn’t enough.

Since catching Han Yeoreum, there had been a constant stream of updates, so the patience she had built up over time had hit rock bottom.

“My good daughter always gave me something….”

The last update was seeing the child actor wrap-up photos on Myeong Jeha’s Yusta story. Aetami sighed.

Ding-.

[Hey]

That’s when Aetami’s phone rang. It was Reporter Wi who had contacted her.

[Birthday support go]

Aetami looked at Reporter Wi’s message for a moment. She felt a deep resonance.

‘If there are no updates….’

She could make them. Just thinking about Yeoreum uploading birthday support verification shots made her head spin. She was already getting overwhelmed.

Aetami naturally pretended to work while typing quickly.

Input: Okay okay, first make sure to do the message book

[Of course, I already made the form template]

Input: Let’s plan within the budget that you and I can gather together first

Aetami felt her heart getting hot, but as always, her head worked coldly.

‘Since she’s a female actor and a newcomer….’

She had high public recognition but weak core fans. Trying to make the first support flashy from the start would be greedy.

Aetami sighed as she thought of the support list she wanted to do.

[Hey we can just open an account and start fundraising]

But there was one thing she was overlooking,

[Money will come from Taiwan too]

Han Yeoreum was an actor who could draw investment from Taiwan as well.

‘Why did I only think of the core fanbase domestically!’

Aetami unconsciously opened her mouth. Her fingers moved quickly.

[Sign Up]

Aetami created a new Twitter account. For Han Yeoreum’s birthday support.

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IP 85.152 was holding her phone feeling somewhat deflated.

“Aren’t they crazy, seriously….”

Even veteran IP 85.152 couldn’t get tickets for 【Internship Academy】 anymore. No matter how much she refreshed, the situation didn’t change.

Input: Looking for Internship Academy light speed pair, don’t care about center block left block right block, will take even extremely cheap ones

IP 85.152 uploaded posts several times but got no response. Frustrated, she stamped her feet on the bed.

“It really changes every time!”

She could feel the quality of the play gradually changing. From some point, as Han Yeoreum naturally blended in among the actors, the play flowed like water.

She had already memorized all the lines, but still couldn’t take her eyes off it.

‘It was drawing extraordinary reactions even from critics!’

Even critics including Seonwoo Seonuk, famous for their cold and incisive criticism, gave good reviews.

There hadn’t been a play with this kind of reaction on University Street in years.

IP 85.152 was satisfied with her accurate eye and searched Han Yeoreum’s name in the search bar again today.

“How did she do in the shows I missed-.”

There were many fans who left detailed reviews of Han Yeoreum and Geum Bitkang’s play. But the first thing caught on IP 85.152’s timeline wasn’t a Han Yeoreum play review.

“Ah, Han Yeoreum’s birthday?”

It was a Han Yeoreum birthday support post. IP 85.152 browsed through an account that seemed to have been created not long ago.

“Her name and birthday go well together.”

IP 85.152 muttered quietly and wasn’t really a fan of Han Yeoreum, so she had no particular interest in birthday support.

But her eyes were drawn to the message book, one of the planned support items.

‘Originally, actors improve the more feedback they get….’

And as a cultured person, she also had a mission to directly convey to the actor what this small theater play was like.

‘Han Yeoreum should know what she needs to know too.’

This month, she happened to have a lot of hobby budget left over because she couldn’t book 【Internship Academy】.

IP 85.152, who lived as if every day was Culture Day, decided to participate in the support for the qualitative improvement of South Korea’s theater culture.

It wasn’t because she was truly a fan of Han Yeoreum.

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“Happy birthday.”

It was an ordinary birthday. Birthday congratulation messages had come in, and there was one appointment in the evening—that kind of birthday.

I ate the seaweed soup that Han Taeyang had prepared and drank the bellflower root juice I received as a gift.

And as always, I tidied myself up before getting on the elevator.

‘Just in case a resident I happen to run into asks for an autograph.’

Now when I go to convenience stores or walk down the street, people who recognize me occasionally appear.

The reason no autograph requests came from Han Taeyang’s high school was probably because it’s a place where studious kids gather.

“Yeoreum, happy birthday.”

“We bought this for you, it’s nothing special…”

When I went down to the underground parking garage, Coordinator Hwang and Manager Choi were there. The faces of the two people holding out a small gift box looked somewhat subtle.

As if they were holding back laughter…

“Oh please, nothing special my foot. It’s something nice, right? I’ll use it well.”

Was it just my imagination? I took the gift and got in the car. It really was an ordinary birthday.

Normal and very routine.

‘Just like a successful celebrity’s birthday…’

Having a schedule on your birthday is the epitome of being an actor, isn’t it? For three years now, I’ve had schedules booked on my birthday.

My heart swells with pride. I closed my eyes for a moment.

‘Did you tell her?’

‘No? I didn’t say anything.’

‘She seems to know… why is she smiling by herself?’

‘Did she notice?’

I could hear the two of them whispering in the front seats. Only after arriving at Neulpureun Art Center did I find out.

What it was they hadn’t told me.

“…What is this?”

Something had been placed in the dressing room.

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