80 – 80. A Cold Feeling
“What are you talking about?”
Wow.
“Don’t scare me like that, I’m really scared of ghost stories!”
I’m even more scared.
Seriously, can’t someone come and sleep with me tonight? I’m so scared I want to hold hands and sleep.
Except for Seo Yerim.
“Hyunho, let’s cross our arms!”
“O, OK.”
Ahn Hyunho awkwardly nodded and crossed his arms. The moment I saw that, I had no choice but to put down my phone, which I had been filming with.
“W, we have to do it again.”
I don’t really like Ahn Hyunho that much, but I felt a little sorry for him right now.
I’d like to just let it go if possible. I’m not trying to bully Ahn Hyunho, and anyway, who likes it when an assignment takes longer?
But the script clearly says…
“Hey.”
The expression of the refreshing and lively senior Joohee, who had been crossing her arms with Ahn Hyunho until just now, changes.
It’s creepy to see her staring at me with a serious face.
“How many times have you messed up? You were doing well in the other scenes until now, so what are you doing now?”
The senior’s bobbed hair flutters around.
Seo Yerim, Choi Iseo, and Yoo Arin, who were playing the roles of the followers, were taking a step back, openly expressing that they didn’t want to get involved, and I just wanted to pretend I didn’t see it.
That bastard Han Kang, it was smart of him to run away.
“Huh? Let’s do it well, Hyunho. It’s hard to act as a dumb girl with bobbed hair and crossing arms with a junior at this age.”
“Yes! Senior!”
“Yeah, if you make a mistake like this again next time, I don’t know what I’ll do.”
Senior Joohee pats Hyunho’s shoulder, threatening him without threatening him. If I were the boy lead, I think I would have cried right away and said I couldn’t do it.
The senior takes a deep breath and regains her posture. Soon, she smiles brightly with a cheerful expression.
“Let’s go!”
“Poof!”
…
…
Suddenly, everyone’s eyes were on me.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the senior’s cheerfulness, which was like a character in a children’s cartoon.
“Funny?”
Senior Joohee slowly approaches.
No, this is honestly not my fault. When you tell me to laugh out loud in front of me, how can I not laugh?
“Senior, I just thought of a funny story I saw yesterday.”
As I watch the senior walking towards me, I try to make an excuse, and Senior Joohee asks me, standing tall in front of me.
“Tell me.”
“….”
“If it’s not funny, you’re out. Tell me.”
“Once upon a time.”
Bam!
“Ugh!”
Senior Joohee’s blow came right on my shoulder. I let out a gasp without realizing it, and Senior Joohee glared at me with her fists clenched.
“The introduction is not funny.”
I admit it.
I suddenly tried to think of something and said something that didn’t make sense.
“Let’s go again. Focus and finish it in one go.”
As I watched the senior’s back as she began to concentrate in order to return to the refreshing and lively Min Joohee, I was amazed at how a scholarship could change a person so much.
By the way, Ahn Hyunho made three NGs in a row and was able to finish after getting hit a few times by Senior Joohee.
* * *
The filming continued on the weekend. There were some awkward parts at the beginning, but once we got into the flow, it didn’t take long to film a scene.”aaah!”
Senior Joohee, who is cute, falls down screaming. I’ve seen it so many times that I’m used to it now.
Honestly, I had a nightmare when I first saw it.
“Cut!”
Senior Joohee, who was playing dead, gets up as soon as the filming is over.
Then, she unties the two hair ties she has tied and throws them in the trash.
“Oh! It’s finally over!”
Yes, today is the last day of Senior Joohee, who is cute.
Since Senior Joohee died in the work, she no longer needs to appear.
By the way, the reason she died is because Yooarin put cyanide in the coffee that Senior Joohee drank, which is a rather bizarre setting.
“Wow, did it come out well?”
Yooarin, who is a screenwriter, actor, guest, conflict, slave No. 1, and manager, comes up to me and checks the footage.
Senior Joohee is shy, but her acting is quite good.
“Right? It’s not for nothing that the senior asked me to film it?”
I’ve been filming ever since I filmed it once last time.
I didn’t get any special treatment, but I did it on my own because after filming a few times, the composition and cuts came to mind naturally when I was editing later.
Even now, I was putting down my cell phone and briefly writing down the editing points that came to mind on a separate notebook.
“Hmm? Hey, I got an inquiry.”
Yooarin, who was watching the video on my cell phone, hands me the cell phone. I wondered what it was, but it was an inquiry from the bamboo forest.
“What if someone else had gotten it?”
“……I’ve been a little careless lately because I’ve been filming.”
“You’re not trying to save slave No. 2, are you?”
“Why? Would it be good if I saved him?”
“Honestly, I don’t really need it that much. But wouldn’t it be easier if I had it? I’d like to have a successor.”
What a soldier… no, is it the Han River?
I don’t know if No. 1 and No. 2 will find out each other’s identities even if I save them.
Even if Eunwoo, a 4th year student in the Department of Dentistry and Water, who is still active as Anonymous 90, became Manager No. 2, I don’t think he would have told Yooarin.
– Anonymous 243: Manager. Have you seen ‘My childhood friend is the daughter of a dragon slayer, but I’m a dragon?’ that I told you about last time?
– Anonymous 243: It’s a real masterpiece. It’s rated 4.6/5.0 by Daesoop Anijo. Please take a look.
“What is this?”
Yooarin, who checked the inquiry instead, frowns.
“If it’s 243, it’s an otaku called Anijo, right? The one who always gets beaten up by 11.”
It could be called the exclusive punching bag of Anonymous 11, who is a troublemaker. However, Anonymous 243 doesn’t seem to react much to Anonymous 11.
“Anijo sends you this kind of thing too?”
“Anijo is the only one who sends it to me.”
The inquiry function was actually a 1:1 chat with the manager, so there were quite a few people who wanted to say what they wanted to say in this way.
Just then, another inquiry came in.
– Anonymous 69: I want to have s*x!
“Wow, this guy was doing this with inquiries too.”
“……”
I wonder why Seo Yerim, who said she was late because she had an appointment today, sent me this kind of inquiry.
I didn’t want to know, so I just ignored it and put my cell phone in my pocket.
I didn’t want Yooarin to see that I had gone up and talked to Anonymous 69 personally.
“He’s disgusting. What has he been doing for months?”
I almost blurted out that he was your high school classmate and best friend, but I swallowed it back.
“I only manage the bulletin board, so I didn’t know that inquiries like this keep coming in.”
Yooarin, who seemed to understand my complaints, nodded and took out a lollipop from her arms.
I thought she might give it to me because she said I was having a hard time, but it went straight into Yooarin’s mouth.
I threw a word at Yooarin for being mean.”Hey, but isn’t the script getting a bit too extreme? It wasn’t like this when we did it at the PC room.”
I remember it being a romance with a ghost, but it’s suddenly turned into a story about a psychopathic schoolgirl killing all her friends because of a boy she likes.
Yoo-arin laughed bitterly at my words. She looked like a writer who was writing what the world wanted, not what she wanted.
“The professor is a bit older, so he likes these kinds of extreme dramas. Joo-hee sunbae asked the third-year sunbaes who took this class before, and they said that the more intense ones got better grades.”
“Wow, I thought it was about the completeness of the story.”
“I guess the professor thinks this is complete. I think he’s a morning drama enthusiast.”
As we were chatting and giggling, Yoo-arin’s phone suddenly rang. She has a lot of friends, so she gets calls often. I was right next to her, so I could see her phone screen naturally.
– Pyo Jin-ho –
“Is your last name Pyo?”
I thought it was an unusual last name, but Yoo-arin stared at her phone screen and turned her body slightly.
“I’ll take this call.”
Yoo-arin left. I wondered what Joo-hee sunbae was doing, and she was in the smoking area, smoking a cigarette. Judging by her still-crumpled expression, she seemed to really dislike the awkward atmosphere.
‘The filming is almost over.’
There were still a lot of major scenes left to shoot, but there was less time left than we had already filmed.
Honestly, my hands have been itching lately. I downloaded an editing program and I’m studying on YouTube, and editing is a pretty interesting field.
Even though it’s for an assignment, I wanted to try out what I learned on YouTube properly, so I subscribed to a paid editing program for a month.
‘I want to try it out soon.’
At first, I was annoyed, and later I started to do it while watching Joo-hee sunbae’s reaction. But in the end, I’m interested in learning about it myself, so isn’t it a good thing?
Seo Ye-rin, Choi Yi-seo, and Ahn Hyun-ho said they would join us in a bit, so I thought I could rest for a while.
Woong!
My phone rang. I thought it would be either Seo Ye-rin or Choi Yi-seo, because even tigers come when I call their names.
– Jung Chan-woo –
It was Chan-woo, out of the blue but welcome. It’s the weekend today, so he must be working at the PC room.
“Hello.”
I answered the phone with a smile.
– Woo-jin-ah.
Chan-woo’s voice was unusual. I could hear the usual noise of the PC room in the background, but his voice seemed to be lowered.
– Is Arin there right now?
“She is, but she went out to take a call.”
Chan-woo sighed in relief at my words and asked me a favor.
– If possible, can you stay with Arin today? Don’t come near our PC room.
“It’s not difficult, but I want to know why.”
I’m not nice enough to just help out. I wanted to know the reason, but I could hear someone calling Chan-woo’s name from far away.
Chan-woo seemed to be in a hurry, so he explained hurriedly.
– I’m sorry. I’ll explain later. Or… just tell Arin that Pyo Jin-ho came.
Pyo Jin-ho?
“Uh…”
I was about to say that he was the person Yoo-arin just took a call from.
Click.
Chan-woo hung up the phone.
“What the heck.”
The atmosphere was strange, so I went to the place where Yoo-arin said she was taking a call.
“Yoo-arin?”
Yoo-arin was nowhere to be seen.
I had a bad feeling. I’ve felt like this once before, but I can’t remember when.”Yoo Ah-rin!”
Anyway, there were more than one or two ominous signs since Bang Geun-chanwoo’s call.
“Where are you!”
She wasn’t the kind of person who would suddenly disappear without a word, so I hurriedly looked for Yoo Ah-rin’s number while continuing to look around.
“Hey! Yoo Ah-rin!”
“Ah, why are you calling me, you bastard!”
At that moment, Yoo Ah-rin walked out of the bathroom in the distance. She was shaking off the water, annoyed, as if she had just washed her hands.
‘Ah.’
I remembered when I felt this way. The last time I went to see Minji, when I thought she was making an extreme choice, I felt exactly like this.
“Why are you calling me like that?”
I looked at Yoo Ah-rin, who was grumbling as she approached, and answered with a serious face.
“I didn’t call you?”
“What the hell. What’s going on?”
“I said I didn’t call you? I sang a pop song. You are in~.”
Yoo Ah-rin looked at me with a look of disgust as I hummed a pop song I didn’t know.
“If you’re going to take a sh*t, do it on the toilet.”
“……”
Damn b*tch.