Around fifteen people gathered in the large waiting room at Pan Production. The actors and their managers, who were vying for the same role, were looking at each other with wary eyes. A Pan Production employeeâs voice could be heard from outside the door.
âThis is the waiting room. Iâll call you when itâs your turn so you just need to wait here, chief. Euah, thatâs awkward.â
âI still find it awkward as well. Then weâll be waiting here.â
The employeeâs tone when he talked to the person known as chief was very friendly. The people inside the waiting room watched the closed door. They looked nervous as if worrying that a top-ranked actor would be partic.i.p.ating.
Soon, the waiting room door opened. The one who entered was a man wearing a hoodie. Their gazes scanned his face. âWho is he?â âItâs my first time seeing him?â âMaybe heâs unknown, donât worry about him.â Various whispers leaked out.
The eyes that flashed with compet.i.tiveness died down when they figure out that their new compet.i.tor was an unknown actor. However, the next moment, a tall man with an unordinary appearance entered behind the actor.
While he wasnât an actor, a few instantly recognized his face.
âIsnât he that guy? From W&U?â âHe is, Manager Jung Sunwoo.â âWhat the heck? So heâs a rookie actor W&Uâs training?â When the whispering voices grew louder, Jung Sunwoo look around the waiting room. The chatting people shut their mouths.
When the two of them sat on empty chairs, a manager who was sitting in the corner approached them.
âYouâre Nam Joyoon⌠right?â
âThis industry is quite small.â
The unknown actor known as Nam Joyoon replied. When Jung Sunwoo looked at them, Nam Joyoon said,
âHeâs someone who worked at my previous company.â
âAh.â
Jung Sunwoo nodded while making a weird expression. The manager asked again,
âSo Mr. Joyoon is still acting. Is your company W&U?â
The people listening in perked their ears.
Under their gazes, Nam Joyoon casually said,
âNo.â
âThen, whyâŚ?â
When the manager glanced at Jung Sunwoo as he trailed off, Jung Sunwoo smiled as he replied,
âIâm personally following him since Iâm interested.â
At those words, sighs of relief came out throughout the room. If he had a large company like W&U backing him, then he would be a worthy compet.i.tor, but if there wasnât, then he was simply a common, unknown actor.
Even the manager who struck a conversation with Nam Joyoon revealed a smile of relief.
Director Park was on the toilet for ten minutes now.
The auditions would start soon, but the p.o.o.p that was coiled up in him for the past few days showed no indication of coming out. He squeezed his sphincter as he checked the time.
âHow did you get someone like him? That guyâs really bad at picking people.â
He had heard footsteps approaching, but a conversation suddenly started.
âSince you caused a fuss in our company like some crazy person, I thought that you would quit acting. Well, itâs probably difficult for you to find some other job at your age. But do you think something good would happen if you keep sticking to this industry?â
âI know, right? This bothers me as well as I stay in this industry. Constantly seeing people I hate.â
The second voice was dry, yet also contained a bit of cynicism.
Director Park, who had been unintentionally eavesdropping, perked his ears.
âWhat? b.a.s.t.a.r.d, what the f.u.c.k did you just say? YouâŚ!â
âWhat? You want to punch me again? If we ran into each other a while ago, we might have had some fun, but too bad. I canât leave a bruise on my face right now. The chief who you said is bad at picking people got this audition for me so I donât want to disappoint him.â
âYou b.a.s.t.a.r.d!â
âStop there. I have a knife in my pocket. I brought it as a prop for the audition, but like you said, you never know what kind of a crazy act a crazy person will do, right?â
The moment this threatening voice entered his ears, Director Park had a eureka moment the same time as his bowel movement.
âIt hit me. It was like fate.â
Director Park mumbled like someone under a spell. CEO Kim Pansuk clicked his tongue.
âWhat fate? You said you didnât even see his face.â
âHe wasnât there when I went out. I should have stopped mid-p.o.o.p.â
âDonât be obsessed with an actor when you didnât even see his face. Just conduct the auditions properly.â
CEO Kim Pansuk sharply glared at him.
As the auditions progressed, Director Parkâs expression gradually became worse. There were a few actors that CEO Kim Pansuk and other judges looked favorably upon, but that was it.
Maybe it was because the voice, tone, and the dark, cynical mood from a few words left such a powerful impression, but the other actors didnât meet his expectations.
Time pa.s.sed like this when someone said,
âNext, Mr. Nam Joyoon.â
âNam Joyoon?â
CEO Kim Pansukâs eyes shined. He poked Director Parkâs side.
âDirector Park, at least act sincerely with this person.â
Director Park flipped the profile over with an unsatisfied face.
âThis actor is that guy? The one Lee Songhaâs manager brought over? Donât tell me you unofficially decided without me or anything, right? Donât think about casting him by force. This is an important role.â
âOf course, you need to pick an actor by his skills. Still, Iâm saying donât make them feel disappointed by auditioning him half-heartedly. We owe Mr. Jung Sunwoo a lot with Cat Guardian Ghost. Also, if that project didnât make a profit, we wouldnât have been able to start this movie.â
âOkay, I get it. Letâs see then.â
Director Park nodded his head with disinterest.
Soon, the audition room door opened and two people entered. Director Parkâs gaze first landed on Jung Sunwoo, who he had seen while browsing the internet. Among the actors who came to audition, his appearance suited the criminal role the most.
Next, he turned to look at the actor who accompanied him.
Director Parkâs eyes shined. He wasnât bad either. While he was quite handsome for a criminal, there was a wild aspect to his eyes. The outfit, which seemed like he picked out for this role, suited him well.
However, the voice from the washroom kept echoing in his mind. Director Park licked his lips with regret. He hoped that that actor gave off this sort of mood as well.
âI am Nam Joyoon. Please take care of me.â
The pen Director Park had in his mouth dropped.
He opened and closed his mouth a few times before asking,
âDo you happen to have a knife in your pocket?â
When Nam Joyoon tilted his head and took out the folding blade from his pocket, Director Park made a joyful expression. Then when Nam Joyoon skillfully handled the knife while saying his lines, Director Park kept poking CEO Kim Pansuk in the side as he whispered,
âThat guy, letâs go with him.â
I was very dazed.
âThe washroom?â
âThatâs where the director became fixated on him.â
CEO Kim Pansuk looked as dazed as I was.
Just what did Nam Joyoon and the director do in the washroom for the director to pick him? Since my thoughts became weirder the more I thought about it, I shook my head. I should ask Nam Joyoon when I leave.
âTo be honest, as long as he wasnât terrible, we were planning on casting him in a minor role at least. We wanted to repay you for everything, butâŚâ
CEO Kim Pansuk grinned in the middle of speaking.
âI think I might have to thank you this time as well.â
âThank you for looking at us favorably.â
âWell, you arenât the type to bring along weird actors. You said he wasnât under W&U?â
âYes, I am personally overseeing him.â
CEO Kim Pansuk gave me a strange look.
âI recalled how you brought Ms. Songha for an audition a few months ago. No one knew Ms. Songha then, yet who could have known she would be so successful in a few months?â
I didnât say anything and smiled. CEO Kim Pansuk grinned as he said,
âI hope that I can say this again. About how anyone could have known Mr. Nam Joyoon would be so successful.â
âThe press release has been sent, right?â
âYes, we sent it out and so did Well-Made Production. As soon as the broadcast starts, articles about Ms. Songhaâs next project will pop up like crazy.â
The female employee of the PR Team replied to Kim Hyunjoâs question.
The closer it came to the broadcast time, the more people gathered in front of the TV in the lounge. The Neptune members, who had been practicing in the bas.e.m.e.nt, sat in the middle, and the new recruit, Kim Hyunjo, the PR Team employees and I sat around them.
d.a.m.n it. I wanted to see this broadcast quietly in my home.
âWhat is it? Is something going on today?â
ââFrom Now On, Weâreâ is broadcasting.â
âAh, the one that appeared on the news? Itâs today?â
Other employees gathered with interested faces. Someone might think the World Cup was on.
The problem was that it probably wasnât only my company that was like this. My relatives were probably sitting with my parents in front of their TV as well, and the quadruplets probably brought their school friends over to watch at my brotherâs place.
Even the internet was bustling. Talks about the incident died down with time, but because of todayâs broadcast, my name was being mentioned on social media and community sites.
How did they edit it? I hoped it was edited with Neptune as the focus.
Even now, my face burned so much when I walked down streets that I needed to wear sungla.s.ses. Sometimes, it reached a point where I was confused whether I was a manager or a TV personality. I truly didnât need more attention than this.
âQuiet, itâs starting.â
When Team Leader Park made a hand gesture, everyone quieted down. While fixing my gaze on the TV screen, I inwardly desperately hoped that my face didnât appear often.
G.o.d d.a.m.n it.
âOh my, Mr. Sunwoo is second on the real-time search rankings!â
âWow, Mr. Sunwooâs names on all the headlines of spam articles.â
The PR Team employees were happily discussing something I didnât really want to hear.
The Neptune girls were losing their minds laughing, and the employees gathered around us kept alternating between the screen and me while mumbling, âI got chills!â I lost count how many time âchillsâ popped up in the captions.
âWow, look at the gooseb.u.mps on my arms. Chief Jung, maybe you actually see something? How can you be like that?â
âI donât see anything. Thatâs an entertainment show.â
âWhich drama did Mr. Sunwoo choose for Ms. Songhaâs next project?â
â⌠Royal Family.â
âThey are probably still auditioning supporting roles, right? I might tell my actor about it.â
I felt like I would go crazy. For real.
The show was edited to make me look like some superhuman that observed danger through my extreme senses and stopped the incident. On top of that, they brought up how I said Neptune would get first place on a music broadcast and how the drama and t.i.tle track I pushed were successes, making it seem like there was really something to me.
How could I go outside from now on? My future looked bleak.
Sighing, I looked at the netbook on my lap. Before soul left me, I planned on escaping from reality by monitoring sites. We spread a press release as bait for todayâs broadcast to break the news of Lee Songhaâs next project at the same time.
But the headline of the main internet article was quite the spectacle.
{Lee Songhaâs Next Project âRoyal Familyâ, A Promising Project Picked by âMidasâs Handâ Jung Sunwoo{1}. This Time As Well?}
-What Midasâs Hand? The media manipulations for Lee Songhaâs new project is cringy.
-Itâs understandable if youâre watching From Now On, Weâreâs broadcast. Itâs not cringy, but chiiiilling.
-What âchiiiillingâ. Watch entertainment shows for entertainment, donât take them so seriously.
-But seriously, when you think about how things started going well for Neptune ever since Manager Jung Sunwoo was a.s.signed to them, it doesnât seem like just an entertainment show. Next K, Cat Guardian Ghost, Lee Taeheeâs t.i.tle track, theyâre all successes. Both entertainment shows he appeared on are hits. At this point, itâs true his senses are amazing.
-d.a.m.n, if thatâs all true, isnât he using up the luck for the rest of his life? Buy a lottery ticket, man!
-Itâs not just that everything goes well, there are rumors that heâs a demon at figuring out projects that will fail!
-Just keep the first part. Any more, and he must be possessed by a G.o.d.
-If Royal Family is a success, then Iâll acknowledge he possesses Midasâs hand.
I closed the window after reading a few comments. I wanted to see netizensâ reactions on Lee Songhaâs next project, but there were more discussions about me. How long would it take for this to quiet down? No, would it even quiet down?
Just as I sighed, the clamoring noises suddenly became distant.
My vision went dark.
The moment I saw the noisy static, my heart tensed.
It was the future. The future I had been longing for while pondering over sleepless nights.
What was this? Was it a future about the new drama? Considering the timing, this was most likely.
I quickly examined what I could see. I saw a soju gla.s.s in front of me.
I was at a bar.
It seemed I already had a few drinks as a bitter taste swirled in my mouth. Because I had my chin propped up and was looking down, all I could see was the wood patterned table, half-empty bottle of soju, and what looked like fried chicken.
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I focused my eyes and ears to find anything that could be a hint.
âHow can a person always succeed? Thereâll be times when you fail.â
I heard a voice that seemed to be trying to cheer me from across the table. It was a womanâs voice, but who was it? I couldnât tell who it was because her voice was mixed with static. Just as I hoped she would speak a few more words, she said,
âItâs not like Royal Family flopped because of you anyways.â
{1} Referring to King Midas who turned everything he touched into gold