## Chapter 237 – (11)
Even dancers have peak and off-peak seasons.
I don’t know about other dance teams, but dance teams managed by entertainment agencies tend to have relatively distinct peak and off-peak seasons.
And right now, my dance team was smack-dab in the middle of the off-season.
Part of the blame for that off-season rested on my shoulders.
‘I don’t want to appear on anything that isn’t a dance-related show.’
Because of what I’d said exactly six months ago, unlike other teams that seized the opportunity when it came, my team’s fame had quickly faded.
The team members comforted me, saying they didn’t care, but seeing them look enviously at videos of other teams made me unable to lift my head in shame.
That’s why I decided to appear on this dating show.
Not for romance, but to promote the dance team.
Hoping for the same promotional effect as the dance competition show six months ago.
Fortunately, this show seemed like it would fulfill those high expectations.
A dating show that had rented out an entire resort in Hong Kong, with many famous participants, the promotional effect seemed guaranteed.
I even saw a famous model at the airport who was expected to appear on the show.
‘It’s Hanna…’
She was someone you couldn’t not know if you used social media.
Although she covered her face with sunglasses and a mask, she couldn’t hide her model-like proportions and Hanna’s charming aura.
I was even a fan of Hanna.
I often watched her broadcasts and videos, and I’d jokingly try to imitate her dance challenges.
‘Who’s that next to her?’
A large build with a sturdy body.
Even though he was sitting down, it was clear that if he stood up, even tall me would have to look up quite a bit.
A man who was perhaps even more noticeable than Hanna was sitting next to her.
It wasn’t just sitting together; when the man was looking at his phone, Hanna would get jealous of the phone and hug him tightly.
And the man just calmly accepted it as if it were natural.
‘Hanna’s boyfriend, huh.’
Come to think of it, I think I saw him on Instagram.
I just didn’t realize he’d be that big in real life.
Is he going on the trip with Hanna?
Maybe he’s accompanying her as a manager of sorts.
Hanna has as much popularity as a celebrity, but she doesn’t have an agency or a manager yet.
Since she has a boyfriend, Hanna is probably appearing as a panelist in charge of reactions.
Just Hanna’s appearance alone was enough to expect a certain level of viewership.
Yes, I didn’t know it at this time.
Hanna’s boyfriend.
That Seonghan was appearing on the dating show.
[Hanna told me to go.]
When I asked Seonghan why he was appearing, he snatched my phone and wrote those words.
I was so dumbfounded that I let out a hollow laugh.
His girlfriend, Hanna, sent her boyfriend on a dating show?
I couldn’t understand it, and I couldn’t accept it.
But at the same time, I also had this thought.
‘Did Hanna really tell him to go?’
Otherwise, there’s no way things could suddenly be like this when the two of them seemed so good together at the airport.
After a complicated train of thought, the conclusion I reached in my head was—
‘No, does he really just go because she tells him to?’
It might be unreasonable, but as a fan of Hanna, I was already looking at Seonghan negatively.
And then the second day came.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Ah, yes…”
Kangryul and I exchanged awkward morning greetings.
It was the first time I’d slept in the same room as a man other than my dad.
Nothing special happened, but they say that if your bodies are close, your hearts also get closer.
I definitely felt like we’d become close in an instant.
Plus, Kangryul was handsome, a famous drama actor, and proactive at the same time.
He was also in good shape, being a former model.
It was harder not to develop feelings for him.
It was after I had that thought that Seonghan approached me.
[I’m getting jealous?]
‘Huh?’
My mind went blank for a moment.
Seonghan came up to me and said he was jealous of the relationship between me and Kangryul.
Hanna.
Or, Jessica, who’s on the same show.
Why would he be jealous of me when he’s already being pursued by women who are more feminine and prettier than me?
Right, the ticket. It must be because of the ticket.
I said I couldn’t give him the ticket because I was going to exchange it with Kangryul.
But Seonghan said nonchalantly.
[I’ll give you one. A ticket.]
What on earth?
Because he said those words with such a nonchalant expression, I was the one whose face turned red, and I had to fan myself with my hand.
I had been glaring at Seonghan just a moment ago, but when Seonghan became proactive, my face turned red.
I might be an easy woman.
After that, Seonghan continued to be proactive with me.
He was still the same even after we ended up using the same room.
Because of that, I now unconsciously swept my hair back whenever I saw Seonghan.
I unnecessarily fixed my disheveled hair.
The third day came.
I slept right next to Kangryul in the tent, but I wasn’t as excited as before.
I was just a little complicated.
‘Kangryul was proactive with Jessica too.’
Seeing Kangryul being proactive with Jessica, I couldn’t help but realize that he wasn’t treating me in any special way.
It’s not like Kangryul did anything wrong.
I just felt inexplicably disappointed.
I came on the show for publicity, but at some point, had I become too immersed in this dating show?
To clear my cluttered head, I slipped out of the tent and saw Jessica and Seonghan already awake in the living room.
It seemed like they both woke up early.
Jessica was being proactive.
She was chattering away, sitting right next to Seonghan.
For some reason, my heart felt a little wistful.
“Do you usually work out separately?”
“…Sometimes…”
As she said that, Jessica massaged the man’s arm.
Natural flirting.
Laughing and playfully hitting his shoulder, admiringly stroking his arm.
It was an action I could never do, even if I died and came back to life.
‘Ah, she’s pretty…’
Even if I did it, it wouldn’t have the same impact as when Jessica did it.
If I were a man, I might be charmed if Jessica was doing that next to me.
But Seonghan’s reaction was more curt than I expected.
“Tsk.”
“Eeeh…”
It was as if he was training a dog, resolute.
I felt relieved for some reason at that sight.
Then Seonghan sensed someone and looked this way.
A grin.
A smile that women who see Seonghan for the first time might find a little scary.
But right now, I met that smile and smiled back.
I don’t know what kind of story led him to leave Hanna behind and participate in this show.
But I wanted to forget all the complicated things and maintain a good relationship with Seonghan, at least on this show.
***
[Those who have finished eating, please come out to the resort and gather on the beach.]
[The results of this vote will be announced on the beach.]
“Wow!”
“Are we swimming? Oh no~ I didn’t bring my swimsuit.”
“I brought one just in case since it’s a resort…”
Cheers erupted from both men and women.
The beach.
Are we really swimming?
Unlike everyone else’s expectations, I was a little worried.
I’ve traveled through so many worlds.
But I couldn’t recall ever swimming seriously.
I finished my meal with the thought that things would work out somehow, and slowly came out to the first floor, where swimsuits were hanging in a row.
“This brand is…”
I remembered this brand.
There was no way I couldn’t know.
It was a sports brand that Hanna was the main model for.
I was a little happy.
Everyone decided to wear swimsuits from this brand instead of the ones they had prepared.
It was obviously PPL, an advertisement.
Still, everyone didn’t seem to have any complaints, as there were almost 70 swimsuits for 10 people.
Thanks to that, everyone was able to choose a swimsuit that suited their taste.
I just picked out some swimsuit shorts and sunglasses.
“Ah, I squeezed out too much sunscreen.”
“Oh! Give it to mㅡ”
“Would you like some?”
Jessica said that and came walking towards me with small steps.
Didn’t a man behind me just ask for it?
I received the sunscreen since I needed it anyway.
Our hands naturally touched.
“Hehe.”
Jessica smiled brightly.
I finished applying the sunscreen and went outside.
The beach in Hong Kong was clear.
Above all, the sand on the beach was so well-maintained that I wanted to walk barefoot, the color and texture of the sand were so good.
“Where exactly are we supposed to gather?”
“I don’t know. Shouldn’t there be some kind of sign?”
“Isn’t it over there?”
Flags were planted far away on the beach.
Exactly two of them.
Everyone was looking at those flags with a slightly uneasy expression.
I could feel an atmosphere that something was about to begin.
“I’ve seen those flags a lot on variety shows.”
“Right. The kind where everyone rushes to be the first few…”
[First two people!]
As soon as I heard that, everyone started running.
Just like a variety show.
Suddenly doing something like this.
I was a little late to start, but I lightly put on some power and started running.
It had been a while since I ran on sand, so it was a little awkward, but I was soon able to overtake one, two people with ease.
I quickly became first place and adjusted my speed, maintaining a moderate distance from second place.
And, of course, I took one of the two flags.
“Haa… Haa… Wow, hyung… Are you a dump truck?”
Second place was Taesung.
I have a good compliment like cheetah, what are you talking about.
Of course, I also knew that I was more suited to the metaphor of a dump truck than a cheetah.
“What are those two doing…”
I looked to see what Jessica or Ella were doing in the distance.
Ella was panting heavily and staring blankly at me, and Jessica was—
“Owaaa…”
I don’t know. She’s praying.
