I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 75

“Huh… Well, this is something.”

The Center Director thought of Han Yeoreum.

A twenty-year-old rookie actress who had barely been in the public eye for half a year.

Her debut work that managed to hit ten million views on Intube.

Her mass appeal that inevitably turned any product associated with her name into a bestseller.

The single-episode drama that, despite being a last-minute replacement, earned praise as a masterpiece with 3.7% viewership ratings.

“Things are getting interesting…”

The achievements she made on her own even without an entertainment agency were dazzling. He was excited to see how far Han Yeoreum would climb with JC ENM backing her.

Comment: So when is the awards ceremony?

The 8th of next month. Interest began to gather around whether Han Yeoreum would be able to win an award at the Seoul Drama Awards.

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“Han Yeoreum-!”

“Dami Dami-!”

We hugged and greeted each other in front of the school. It was an exaggerated greeting that anyone would call over the top, but it couldn’t be helped.

“How could you be busy the entire vacation?!”

“Sorry. I was really busy.”

Filming single-episode dramas, filming movies, stamping contracts – I was constantly running around filming something, so I was completely out of my mind. When I entered the lecture hall, my classmates surrounded me and started talking.

“Oh- a celebrity-!”

“I saw that. The single-episode drama that made it to the Drama Awards!”

A life where everyone shows interest in me. It’s thrilling. This is exactly what it’s like to be a celebrity…!

“Hello, Gyeoul.”

Ah.

Let me enjoy this a bit. Let me taste what it’s like to be a celebrity.

I turned toward Dami, pretending not to hear to avoid making eye contact with Do Gyeoul.

Tap tap-.

The sound of knocking on the desk was particularly clear. When I turned my head, in front of me was.

“Yeoreum, I want to sit next to you.”

Do Gyeoul.

“…Next to me? But Dami’s here?”

“Couldn’t Dami move aside?”

What kind of way of thinking is this?

I couldn’t understand why he was acting this way, and I was so flustered I forgot what to say.

“I have work-related things to discuss, Dami.”

There was a command hidden within his gentle voice. Dami had already gotten up and moved to another seat.

‘Dami… don’t go…’

“Thank you.”

Do Gyeoul, who gave Dami a small thanks, calmly sat down next to me.

Instinctively, the left side of my body stiffened. A sense of rejection I couldn’t suppress even when I tried climbed up the back of my neck.

Do Gyeoul, who had said he had work-related things to discuss, didn’t say a word to me. Not even until the lecture started.

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‘So this is what her face looks like when she’s nervous.’

Gyeoul leisurely observed Yeoreum sitting next to him. For some unknown reason, it was obvious she had been trying to keep her distance from him since they first met.

‘Why is she like this… It’s interesting though.’

Gyeoul had been developing his instincts on film sets since childhood. He knew better than anyone the world of clearly drawn lines between those in power and those without.

Most people in positions of power showed favor toward Gyeoul, while those in subordinate positions found him disagreeable.

“What’s with that kid? He’s young but ignores the adult extras. Only talks to the lead actors.”

“Did you see how he goes to the director during every break to say ‘good work’? He’s cunning, really cunning.”

The dislike usually stemmed from inferiority complex, which was understandable. They were the type who could never live Do Gyeoul’s life no matter how hard they tried, so they couldn’t even make a dent.

‘But why Han Yeoreum?’

Gyeoul examined Yeoreum’s hand resting on the table. To remember all her expressions and gestures when nervous. Her small, white hand was clenched in a fist.

‘She barely had any unknown period.’

While she wasn’t quite on his level, it wasn’t enough to display such inferiority complex. It wasn’t unpleasant, but he was curious about the reason.

Gyeoul began writing in a corner of his notebook.

Tap tap-.

Then he lightly knocked on the desk, as if telling her to look.

I mentioned your name in my interview last time, didn’t I? 🙂

Han Yeoreum’s expression changed for a moment.

‘This is the expression when someone you dislike acts friendly for unknown reasons… I should memorize this.’

Even if she couldn’t fully understand what emotions to feel, she could easily memorize non-verbal behaviors like momentary expressions and gestures. All the things she had memorized one by one had created the Do Gyeoul of today.

That’s why she needed Han Yeoreum.

‘Now I’m taking on roles with completely different amounts of screen time than child acting.’

Scripts that revolved around child actors were virtually nonexistent in both movies and dramas. She was always just one of the supporting characters.

Playing the child version of the protagonist, or someone’s little sister, someone’s daughter. She never had an independent narrative.

‘I want to do it properly.’

That’s why Do Gyeoul never even thought that the gaps in her acting would be exposed.

Being a lead yet not being a lead. That was what child actors were.

This was her first project since critic Seonwoo Seonuk’s review. And even her first leading role.

But it didn’t make it into the article ㅠㅠ Why did they leave it out… Next time I’ll make sure to ask them to include your story about Summer too♥︎

Han Yeoreum’s brow furrowed slightly. Gyeoul memorized even that.

‘Her comprehension is better than I thought.’

She seemed to quickly understand that no one was curious about a story of someone who was still just a rookie.

Her gaze, which had lingered on the text, slowly lifted. Gyeoul looked at Yeoreum and smiled slightly.

‘I wonder what would happen if I provoke her a bit more…’

Would she get angry? Or would she burst into tears? Would she get up and leave in the middle of class? She was getting curious when—

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