The Hit Song of This Life Is Revenge - Chapter 4

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My hit song in this life is revenge
Chapter 4
‘I should have come earlier.’
She thought she had left plenty of time to match her flight, but she hadn’t realized the airport would be the size of a football stadium.
She had lost her way starting from the currency exchange, and then a problem arose with the roaming service she had applied for, eating up a significant chunk of time.
In the end, the roaming issue wasn’t even resolved, and she missed her chance to use the private lounge.
But the moment the ticket was handed to her, Lee Jae-i’s tension melted away.
“I will escort you this way.”
A dedicated staff member accompanied her to assist with the procedures.
She didn’t even have to stand in line at the gate, boarding immediately.
‘Money really is nice.’
Lee Jae-i relaxed and leaned back against the seat.
It was a vast space, so wide that even the armrests felt far away.
Someone had already taken their place next to her, by the window, while she sat in the aisle seat.
It seemed unlikely they would brush past each other, but it still didn’t offer the same sense of independence as a window seat.
Lee Jae-i idly glanced sideways, and her gaze froze right there.
‘Wow…’
Looking at the man in the next seat, an exclamation of admiration slipped out internally before she could help it.
He looked familiar for some reason.
Focused entirely on the laptop placed on his table, he didn’t seem to notice her gaze.
‘Is he a celebrity?’
That was her exact first impression.
Yet, his immaculately tailored suit and the way he immersed himself in his work made him look much closer to a CEO.
Her eyes naturally traced the lines of his face.
Deep-set eyes beneath a strong brow bone, a nose dropping at a perfect angle.
Even his sharply chiseled jawline stood out amidst the quiet atmosphere.
He was, in every sense, a luxurious sculpture.
‘If someone like this isn’t a celebrity, who is?’
It was then.
“Is there something you wish to say?”
The man turned his head slowly.
Lee Jae-i’s shoulders flinched at the sound of a voice that suited his appearance perfectly.
And she gasped, startled by the fact that they were making direct eye contact.
“Oh, oh! Ah… No!”
Lee Jae-i waved her hands in a flurry of embarrassment.
She thought she had been looking secretly, but he had known all along.
‘Ugh…’
His gaze was polite yet drew a strict line, causing her embarrassment to double.
The man shifted his eyes back to his laptop without another word.
She had to fly with this person for the next fourteen hours.
It felt like she had completely ruined the first impression.
Ding.
A green light turned on as the airplane entered its cruising altitude.
The flight attendants began preparing the in-flight meals, and the menu handed to her was filled with a long list of complex liquor names.
‘Should I try… a drink?’
She didn’t usually enjoy alcohol, but right now, she wanted to ease her nerves.
Lee Jae-i slowly savored some wine before requesting a glass of whiskey as well.
It felt fine no matter how many glasses she drank.
‘Am I unexpectedly a heavy drinker?’
She thought so, but that was exactly where it ended.
‘Why am I suddenly like this?’
Sway.
The seat felt as if it were tilting minutely, and even her vision followed a beat too late.
Lee Jae-i looked sideways with a hazy gaze.
The man still hadn’t touched a single bite of food, pressing his earphones firmly with his hand.
When his finger tapped the spacebar, her drifting gaze caught on his laptop screen.
[Vocal_Ver.11_Fest]
The playing audio toolbar and the file title caught her eye.
‘Oops.’
Feeling like she had needlessly pried, Lee Jae-i hurriedly averted her eyes.
Yet, the file name kept swirling in her head.
‘Is he in the entertainment industry?’
As that suspicion arose, Lee Jae-i’s gaze kept drifting sideways again and again.
Then, the man suddenly tilted his laptop shut.
She quickly feigned innocence, picking up the whiskey glass on her table.
“If you have something to say, just say it. Stop glancing over.”
Turning slightly, the man’s gaze fell precisely on her face.
At his words, Lee Jae-i’s fingertips froze completely, looking exactly like someone caught red-handed.
A momentary silence pulled the air taut.
Avoiding his gaze immediately would seem too blatant, so she slowly dropped her eyes to the floor.
“I’m sorry. It just caught my eye… I didn’t mean to look on purpose. I apologize if I offended you.”
Ha. The man let out a short breath.
His eyes directed toward the empty air for a moment before returning to Lee Jae-i’s face.
“If you happen to recognize me, I suggest you just focus on ‘flying’ in this seat. I don’t accept solicitations.”
The tipsy buzz from the alcohol evaporated instantly.
‘Solicitations?!’
This was a clear misunderstanding.
“It’s not that—!”
“It’s a long flight, so getting some rest will be more beneficial to you.”
Click.
The seat partition closed completely.
The space became entirely separated by a single sliding door.
‘Ha!’
Her fingertips reached for the door handle before stopping.
Since the first impression had already turned out that way, it wasn’t entirely his delusion.
If she were in his shoes and a stranger’s gaze continued persistently, she would have misunderstood too.
The uncomfortable feeling wouldn’t leave her, but it didn’t seem like saying anything more would change much.
Lee Jae-i downed the remaining whiskey in one gulp and reclined her seat.
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Clack!
It was the sound of the man pressing the enter key on his keyboard with force.
He was losing his mind with the festival to be held in Chicago looming right around the corner.
The performance was next week, yet one team had just notified him of their absence.
They claimed it was a passport issue, but he wondered where on earth their professionalism had evaporated to.
He tried to select someone from his own company’s trainees as an urgent measure, but no singer reached his standards.
‘I don’t like any of them.’
On top of that.
Due to a staff error, his ticket had been booked for an aisle seat.
There was no time to change it, so he just took his seat, but what was with the woman sitting next to him?
She looked to be twenty at most, yet she was unusual.
To travel in first class alone at that age, she must be a spoiled princess.
Hearing her soft breathing pass through, he thought it would finally be quiet.
But then.
“Hum-mm-mh.”
To exaggerate slightly, she let out a hum at one-minute intervals, making it utterly impossible to concentrate.
‘What kind of sleeping habit is so wicked?’
The real problem, however, was that it sounded needlessly sweet, which grated on his nerves even more.
This damn occupational hazard.
Honestly, he grew curious about the vocal color that would be unleashed from the woman.
It felt as if a pristine tone, like valley water, would pop out.
“…….”
The moment he tried to tilt his ear just a little closer, it became ghost-like in its silence.
As if she knew everything.
“Ha—”
The man pressed his eyelids firmly with his fingertips.
Adjusting his earphones again, he tried to pull his mind together.
Now was not the time to get swept up in the sounds flowing from the next seat.
Just as he was about to press the play button again, the woman continued her humming once more.
This time, she drew out the notes much longer than before.
‘……?!’
Instantly, the man’s eyes snapped wide open.
The notes the woman was breathing out right now were tracing the very melody he had composed, hanging precariously close to it.
It was a song he hadn’t released to the world yet because he couldn’t find a matching voice.
The man sharpened his ears sensitively.
“Huuu-mm-mm.”
My god.
In this section, not a single note was wrong; they matched perfectly.
This song didn’t progress in a conventional way that one could easily predict.
Because he had twisted the chords in his own unique style, he believed it was impossible to memorize this melody after hearing it just once.
Furthermore, it was a melody known only to himself, one he had never played for anyone else.
‘……This makes no sense.’
Click!
His hand moved first by instinct.
The woman was fast asleep, her jaw buried in a small pillow.
He froze right after extending his hand.
Waking someone who was asleep was something he had never even seriously considered before.
What he was trying to do right now was difficult to understand, even for himself.
Was it a mere coincidence?
Or a leak?
If it were the latter, he absolutely had to trace the source.
‘But, if it’s truly a coincidence…….’
This woman might be the vocalist who could perfectly pull off his song.
The ideal vocal color he had imagined countless times in his head.
That silhouette was flowing right out of her mouth.
The man clenched and unclenched his fist.
Then, after a moment of hesitation, he reached his hand out toward her.

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