Chapter 566 – Episode 566. Help.
“Hey, when did you seduce Sena?”
“Huh?”
An interview talk show that is doing well recently? As I was about to accept the invitation and leave, Chaehee, who was arranging my clothes, asked.
“No, there was never a point of contact?”
“Ah…”
Juseomjuseom.
I smiled lowly as I put some clothes on Chaehee’s body, who was not wearing any clothes because she was rolling around with me before going to work.
“No. The point of contact.”
“Huh?”
“But I’ve met you before.”
*
4 Personal interview.
From celebrities, hunters, famous influencers to ordinary people.
There was some criticism that most of the people being recruited were famous
Each of the four panelists presents a different style of interview.
It was a very popular program in that it gave a glimpse into the various human aspects of people as distant as celebrities, such as their honesty, cheerfulness, and seriousness.
As can be seen from the name 4-person interview, the characteristic is an honest interview between 4 panelists with 4 guests each.
They helped as seniors, learned as juniors, and were the number one contributors to showing various aspects to the public.
And.
‘You said you were coming, right?’
My heart is pounding.
Before leaving the room, Sena smiled brightly as she looked blankly at Lee Sia’s photo album and the poster with the name Freedom on the wall.
Tiririring- Tiriring- Tuk-
AM 6:45
That morning, I was 5 minutes late, to the point where the road manager asked what was going on.
Her heart was fine. Rather.
“Sorry. Let’s go quickly.”
Something was exciting.
The frustration was constricting my throat a little less.
*
And finally the time for filming arrived.
Sena, who was nibbling on freshly served biscuit pasta at the outdoor rooftop prepared for lunch, glanced at Isia in front of her and muttered to herself.
‘It’s frustrating…’
Zek-
Swoosh-
Sena looked at the cue sheet prepared today with her dead eyes and asked a question, replacing the sigh that was about to burst out with a slight bite of her lips.
“Okay then, today’s interlude question! What was Sia’s impression when she first saw me?”
‘I didn’t want to ask this.’
It’s not fun.
Sia, I’m sure you won’t find it fun either.
The moment that moment passed through her head, rainwater of regret poured down on her cloud of frustration.
What on earth were they thinking when they called it that? It would be difficult to ask what I want to ask anyway.
“Well…”
Ishia, who was slightly scratching her chin, looked blankly at Sena without even looking at the cue sheet, which she had not opened even once since receiving it, and muttered.
“Busy? Pure?”
“Eh?”
“Ah! Are your eyes dead?”
Sena, who was trying to eat her soup, was embarrassed and gulped down the water through a straw.
A totally unexpected answer.
“Well, what does that mean?”
“I guess so.”
Lee Sia smiles and hands over a napkin.
As she was handed it, Sena wiped the corners of her mouth so that the traces of her lipstick were dark and smiled as she carefully scooped up the soup.
“I’ve never heard that before.”
She didn’t feel bad at all.
No, on the contrary, she felt good.
No matter what she was like, he still maintained his own freedom.
*
Eumpppyeppyeon-
Time to fix your makeup after eating.
Sena spread the light pink tint lightly applied by the coordinator onto her lips while making a sound.
She sat across from her and looked blankly at Sia, whose makeup was being fixed by Chaehee.
“Oh, you angry bastard, I told you to stay still.”
“No, I want you to be fucking honest, be honest.”
‘I guess you’re close with the manager. Oh, come to think of it.’
Although they seemed to be arguing back and forth, Chaehee’s hands were full of affection as she busily arranged Sia’s hair. A smile appeared on Sia’s lips as she grumbled.
“Kid… He’s handsome.”
The moment Chae-hee, who was stroking his cheek lovingly, finally kissed him on the lips, Sena nodded, convinced that the woman she had seen in the pictorial was his manager.
‘He was still working as expected.’
The ‘conspiracy’ towards Sia that was blooming with that photo
However, Chaehee was still by his side, working with him casually, or even more intimately.
‘Stylish. ‘Sia.’
Sena felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and good mood at that fact and smiled softly as she stroked her armrest.
“Now that I think about it, we are spherical, right?”
“Yes?”
After the makeup, it was time to take a little break. When Lee Sia, who was sitting across from her, asked with sparkling eyes, Sena asked back in confusion.
“This is what Sena gave me.”
At the same time, like magic, the thing that spins and is caught in his hand.
“Ah!”
The day she saw him at the broadcasting station. Sena pretended like nothing was wrong and handed it to me
‘Nice to meet you, Lee Sia Hunter, please enjoy the album. Thank you.’
(Ღ’ᴗ’ღ)
A signed comeback album with emoticons.
She let out an exclamation of embarrassment.
Shrugging her shoulders, Sia Lee put the album on the table and smiled mischievously.
“It was my first time getting an autograph from a celebrity.”
Ah.
Ah.
Ah!
‘You remembered!’
A bright smile appeared on Sena’s face at the thought that Isia remembered her meeting with her.
‘Uh…? Ishia Hunter…? Right?’
The trembling of that day.
The day I thought we had met by chance, just like in a movie.
That day I was able to hand him the album with only the last copy left, and I felt fortunate that I had some spare time and a pen.
At the same time, he pounded her head, saying what a fool he was for only giving her an album.
However, when asked what more she could do, she was passive and frustrated, but there was nothing she could do.
“That’s right… I saw you that day.”
Feeling her head light up, she smiled brightly and took a sip of the drink in front of her.
“But why are your eyes even more dead than that day?”
“Ah.”
And murmur-
The curtains were drawn, and a thunderstorm rumbled outside the window.
“Do I look like that?”
Maybe it’s the depressing words that come out of the blue, heard from one’s idol, one’s idol.
She lowered her head while using a straw to stir up the pulpy debris that had settled in the ade.
Jeonggok.
I guess it’s the perfect answer.
For a free person like Isia Hunter
All my frustration must be showing.
No one knew
And she was the one who wanted to be known, but she
The moment someone noticed, she truly realized.
What she wanted, not to notice-
Kuuk-
She clenched her fists and pursed her lips as she thought over the questions she really wanted to ask.
I couldn’t even ask a single question, even during break time.
I couldn’t remember much about what happened after filming that day.
However, he still seemed free, acted as he wanted, and still drew everyone’s approval.
I’m jealous.
An envious person.
A free person.
She and he were so different.
The feeling of frustration rose to the very end of my throat and I felt like I was suffocating.
Just as cigarette smoke filled my lungs and made it difficult to breathe, frustration filled my body and my head was gasping for oxygen.
“Ah… Yes…”
Trying to answer with a smile.
“Wow!”
Repeating mechanical reactions.
I was exhausted and tired.
It was frustrating.
Cold sweat was dripping from the underwear I wore underneath my t-shirt and skinny jeans.
Clothes that were normally fine felt too cumbersome and heavy.
I just wanted to shake off everything, starting with this frustration.
Rattling.
Private lounge.
She put her trembling hands into her bag and took out the item.
A syringe filled with cloudy milky liquid.
Senna quietly picked it up, looked at her ceiling, and swallowed.
The faces of Sobit, Yuna, Rua, the agency family, and many other people passed by.
‘I’m sorry… I’m sorry…’
I knew very well that it was something I shouldn’t do.
But I wanted to be comfortable.
My head was too heavy.
For some reason, it was only today that I gained some courage, or rather, a little bit of giving up.
Because I am different from Sia.
“Well, so.”
Dalkak-
While she was struggling to get her bearings, the door to her waiting room opened.
“Oh my.”
At that moment, she felt the blood in her body turn cold.
A situation where a national idol was caught trying to administer drugs.
With the thought that something big had happened, her head became dizzy and dizzy.
What should I do?
What should I do?
What excuse should I make-
“This is not good for your health.”
Lee Sia picks up the syringe and crushes it with a mischievous smile.
A white liquid that flows from your hand and disappears as if it had never happened.
After getting rid of everything, Isia took her hand away and asked with a grin.
“Can I help you?”
“… Yes?”
“Shall I help you? “I asked.”
She felt the blood in her body turn cold once again.
The air was cold, my vision became clearer, and I could clearly see Isia’s face.
He was holding her chin and looking down at himself, smiling mischievously.
That mischievous smile, her hand that he was holding. Feeling a bit caught up in reality
Somehow, the frustration seemed to have gone away.
“Yes. Please help.”
She answered as if she were fascinated.
“Good job.”
Seeing her bright smile, he lowered his head, touched his forehead with hers, and smiled.
He loved her so much that he couldn’t help but laugh, holding her in his arms with a childlike smile.
