There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 225

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Part 2, Episode 51
“Wait. Weren’t things awkward between those two? Why are they hanging out together?”
Jeongyun leaned in close to Yewon’s ear, whispering the question.
Right? What could possibly have happened?
Yewon watched Hyuk and Yoo Eun-o with a puzzled gaze.
“But the two of them really… stand out.”
At Jeongyun’s words, Seoa and Baek Yun nodded with disapproving expressions.
Yewon agreed.
Yoo Eun-o with his refined, composed features, and Hyuk with his open, refreshing demeanor.
They were nearly the same height, and despite their contrasting atmospheres, they complemented each other remarkably well.
The fact that everyone in the cafe seemed to have eyes only for those two proved it.
Hyuk had his arm draped across Yoo Eun-o’s shoulder as he ordered, teasing him about something in a low murmur.
What could they be talking about that made the usually serene Yoo Eun-o furrow his brow like that?
Yewon found herself curious.
“Those two were the most famous since freshman year, I heard.”
Jeongyun lowered her voice as she spoke.
“Why?”
“Why? If you have eyes, you should know. Two faces like that walking around together—of course they’d be famous.”
“No, but from sophomore year on they weren’t attached like that? I heard they fought.”
“That one year was absolutely brutal. Yoo Eun-o would do every school project with Hyuk. People were seriously saying Yoo Eun-o’s muse was Mun Hyeok.”
This was news to Yewon.
She looked at Yoo Eun-o with fresh eyes.
“And you know how Hyuk is, right? He’s got this weird immunity to people who push him away.”
Baek Yun and Jeongyun murmured back and forth, bickering softly.
“Immunity?”
Yewon tilted her head. What did that even mean?
But the Yoo siblings just pressed their lips together and refused to elaborate.
…If you’re not going to explain, don’t bring it up in the first place!
That’s when—

Both boys turned to look at her at the same time.
In the brief instant before she could even register which one she’d locked eyes with, Yewon jerked her head away.
Before she knew it, her hand had moved to her cheek. Her face burned as if she’d been caught red-handed in some wrongdoing.
Strange. It wasn’t even hot outside. So why did her cheeks feel so warm?
“Hey.”

At the low voice, Yewon lifted her head again.
Standing before her—
“Mind if we sit here?”
—were the two unexpected sources of warmth.
* * *
This was a waste of time.
That’s what Yoo Eun-o thought to himself.
Mun Hyeok had dragged him all the way to the cafe. Hyeok had ordered the Iced Caramel Macchiato for him, insisting “this suits you,” and he’d reluctantly accepted it.
And now—
“Can’t do it.”
“Why’s a third-year butting into where the first-years hang out? Leave.”
He was being shot down by a junior whose name he couldn’t even remember.
They were all supposedly in the Film Production Club, but he kept mixing up who was who.
He glanced over at what he presumed to be a girl from the Film Production Club, and another person he presumed was also from the club. Identical-looking kids were giving him identical hostile stares.
Right, fraternal twins who were actors had joined. Their names were… Yujeongyun and Yoo Baekwoon, he thought.
And it was obvious they both disliked him intensely.
Yoo Eun-o sighed and brushed off Mun Hyeok’s hand from his shoulder.
“You stay here. I think everything will be fine once I leave.”
“What? Hey, why would you—”
“I wasn’t planning to stay long anyway. I have things to do.”
He meant it.
Truth was, he’d only come to the cafe in the first place because he was worried that Baek Yuyeong might follow them here after school, so he’d trailed along, and this was how it had ended up.
Yoo Eun-o looked quietly at Yewon.
He’d been thinking about it for a while—this girl always said she wanted to help everyone, yet she refused to accept help from others.
And yet, from some point onward, everyone began helping her, protecting her, watching over her.
Even Yoo Eun-o himself was doing it without realizing it.
He hadn’t meant to help, so how had it come to this?
Yoo Eun-o thought she was frightening—harmless-looking yet genuinely dangerous.
Yes.
“What… should I do?”
The way she asked so harmlessly was what made her most harmful.
* * *
“…I need to revise the script.”
Just as she’d expected.
Yewon closed her mouth again at the answer she’d anticipated. It was far too reasonable. She had to let him go.
“Can’t you fix it here? You said yourself it wasn’t flowing well anyway. There are two leads right here. It might help.”
At Kang Seoa’s words, color bloomed across Yewon’s face once more.
That’s right. Maybe I could actually help with the script.
Aside from Yoo Eun-o, who wrote the work himself, Yewon could confidently say she understood this piece better than anyone else right now.
And truthfully, there were more than one or two things she was curious about.
Why had the original full-length work become a thirty-minute short film, or had it been the other way around—had it expanded into a feature once it fell into Yu Jungseok’s hands?
Why hadn’t he been directing in the previous life? What role had he wanted to create for Kang Seoa?
“….”
Finding the proposal genuinely compelling, Yoo Eun-o paused to consider, then sat down.
Though Jeongyun and Baek Yun’s eyebrows rose slightly at that, Yewon couldn’t let this opportunity slip away.
“I heard the part you wanted to revise was Kang Seoa’s role. What exactly… is giving you trouble?”
At Yewon’s words, Yoo Eun-o shot Kang Seoa a reproachful look that said, ‘Why are you running your mouth like that?’
Though Kang Seoa’s expression was more along the lines of ‘What can you do?’
“…You’re the problem.”
“!”
At his blade-sharp words, Yewon’s breath caught.
Everyone was about to protest his harsh tone when—
“To convey what I’m trying to do, I should reduce your part and expand hers, but I can’t seem to make it work.”
A quiet confession spilled from his lips.
“Since you became Chae Seojin, she doesn’t move the way I want her to. No matter what I try, she won’t fade from my mind.”
Yoo Eun-o, looking exhausted, swept his hair back and looked directly at Yewon.
As if to say this was entirely her fault.
“Since this is my first time with something like this, I just need to adapt. Don’t worry about it.”
He said that, took a sip of coffee, then shot Hyuk an irritated look.
“To even give me something like this….”
“You need to loosen up a bit.”
“What?”
“Look—everyone almost misunderstood.”
Hyuk let out a snort of laughter and patted Yoo Eun-o’s shoulder.
“You didn’t see how startled Yewon got? You’re someone whose dream is directing, and you can’t communicate worth a damn.”
“Why would she be startled? I answered her question.”
Yoo Eun-o narrowed his eyes in incomprehension, then turned his head toward Yewon.
And his eyes widened in shock.
With good reason.
“…….”
Yewon was looking at him with an expression of absolute bewilderment.
Yoo Eun-o felt his own heart sink unexpectedly—he was more startled than she was.
“Hey, Yewon’s clearly taken aback. Explain it properly.”
As Hyuk nudged Yoo Eun-o’s elbow to urge him on, Yoo Eun-o wiped away his confusion in an instant.
“I’m not sure what you’re thinking, but… I wasn’t criticizing you. I meant that you really were like Chae Seojin.”
At his explanation, Yewon’s face softened a little.
“Th-thank you….”
“….”
At Yewon’s awkward gratitude, Yoo Eun-o let out a short sigh as if something displeased him. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke with difficulty.
“The role I want to give Kang Seoa is a deaf-blind fraternal twin sister of yours.”
“!”
Light returned to Yewon’s eyes at his explanation.
“But… the Chae Seojin you played was so faint, so pale, that trying to give a twin sister—someone so deeply significant—a presence beside her… I just can’t picture it.”
His voice was consistently heavy with contemplation.
“That’s why I’m asking. I’d love to see you reinterpret your character and show me what you come up with.”
“…Reinterpret it?”
At Yewon’s quiet echo, Yoo Eun-o nodded.
“Yes. I think… Chae Seojin isn’t mine anymore—she’s become yours. So I’d rather have you bring her to life instead.”
Yoo Eun-o said that much, then swallowed the rest in silence.
Your version of Chae Seojin, back to me.
So you can never take her anywhere else—so you’ll give her back to me.

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