115. Otaku bastard
The name of the work I participated in is [Love Rides the Wave.]
I thought it was closer to a crappy movie or animation title than a Korean drama, but after scanning the web drama titles, I found out that wasn’t necessarily the case.
As expected, I was walking with my head down on the map on my phone, thinking that the trend of the times was a joke, and before I knew it, I had reached the meeting place.
“Taemin!”
It’s still an awkward silhouette, but we’ll have to get used to it in the future.
It was the manager who was in charge of me.
“Ah. Hello.”
I bowed my head to welcome him, but…
“But are you filming here?”
It looks like there’s no camera or anything.
For a moment, I was about to feel embarrassed, thinking I had come to the filming location because it was too big.
“A. No! Of course, if you want to film, you need to get makeup first. “Follow me.”
The manager took me into a fairly decent building and took me into the elevator.
A strong smell wafts in as soon as the door opens.
It was a building that resembled the first floor of a department store.
“Welcome~”
When the automatic door opened and I went inside, a woman who looked like the director of a beauty salon chatted with the manager and dragged me over to sit on her chair.
“Nice to meet you. “I wonder if your name is…”
“Ah. “My name is Taemin Han.”
“Yes~ Taemin. “He said it was his first time using our shop.”
“Yes…”
Don’t talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me. Do not talk to me.
The beauty salon employees are my main enemies.
Even though this place was even more luxurious, it was already eroding my mental strength.
“A lot of other YM artists have also been here~”
“I see.”
“Taemin, you also have really beautiful skin. Male idols also suffer a lot from their skin.”
Why are you saying so many things you weren’t told to say?
I felt like I wanted to put in my earphones and show Luca’s video in front of me.
At school, I could easily reject someone who spoke to me like this, but now this is the workplace.
It was a space for business.
Powder and cream.
Pencil and lipstick.
Objects that I have never touched my face in my life are covering my skin.
“Wow… Taemin. “You look so bright?”
I’ve already reached the end of my makeup, and my face in the mirror is… Ok…
If I had to put it into words, the face had changed to look like a heavily reinforced mythical item.
“Uh… Thank you…”
“It’s over for now, but I’ll call the manager for a moment and talk about it before we wrap it up.”
“Yes…”
Left alone for a moment, I slowly turned my face left and right.
Is it okay for a man to have lips this red?
It’s my face, but I feel like I can’t get used to it.
Not long after, I heard footsteps and the manager looked at me and nodded vigorously.
“Ah, as expected, thanks to Director Geumson, Taemin’s face is alive.”
“Aw~ No~ I think it’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a great new face mask.”
“We also have high expectations from Taemin.”
The two people who left and received good words right in front of me.
I wanted to hide somewhere because they kept praising the person in front of me.
“Let’s go to the filming location.”
The manager took me to his car, and I got into the passenger seat and fastened my seatbelt with a nervous expression on my face.
“Taemin, how are you feeling?”
“Me? “I… well… I think it’s just okay.”
“I’m glad. “Aren’t you nervous?”
“I’m a little nervous.”
I don’t know how much makeup costs, but I think it should at least be worth the money.
“Oh, it’s okay if you don’t do that. As I said in advance, I might just walk around today and be done with it.”
Please say yes.
If there was an unexpected requirement, I wasn’t confident that I could fulfill it properly.
The filming location wasn’t too far, about a 10-minute drive away.
When I parked the car, got out, and entered the alley, equipment was laid out so that anyone could see that it was a filming location.
“That’s enough! Cut!”
When the man presumed to be the director shouted cut, the actors and staff began to move.
“Director!”
The manager drags me into the crowd.
And so we arrived in front of the director.
Wearing padding, he had a very strict look, fearing that he might not be the director.
His pupils, reflected behind his square glasses, contained the stubbornness typical of a strict person.
“Nice to meet you. “My name is Director Gyuhyuk Cho.”
“This is Han Taemin! I look forward to!”
He, the director, and I understood my position as an unknown rookie, so I bowed my head as hard as I could to show my respect.
“First of all, manager, please go and put some clothes on. “I think it would be better to film it right now and move on to the next one.”
“Yes! All right!”
The conversation ends there.
The manager hurriedly went to another staff member and took over the clothes.
“Taemin, you can go in there, change and come out!”
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…It’s a school uniform.
I thought I would never wear school uniform again in my life.
No. If Do-ah had asked to go on a school uniform date or something, he would have thought about borrowing them and wearing them.
And Doara in school uniform…
Something… Hmm…
-Knock knock knock
“Taemin! “Please do it quickly!”
“Ah. Yes!”
It was not the time to be like this.
When I got dressed and came out, a woman who looked like a coordinator adjusted my clothes.
“Let’s start filming!”
The requirements were truly so simple that it was almost ridiculous.
Just walk from the end of the alley to the streetlight with your hands in your pockets.
“I wonder if your expression is… How…”
Walking is just walking, but what do you do with your face?
“Taemin, you always have that calm expression. A somewhat expressionless expression. “I think you just need to do that.”
“Ah… Yes…”
“I think you can just think of it as naturally passing by on the street. “Don’t feel too pressured.”
As I reached the end of the alley, led by the manager, other supporting actors besides me were preparing to follow me.
Looking at the visuals, it seems like they are trying to express the group of school youth characters that are unique to youth dramas.
I wasn’t an experienced person, but I walked forward with an indifferent face, and as I was an authority figure, I slowly walked forward at the cue sign.
“Cut!”
Ends in less than 10 seconds.
Is this really the end? Is it over already?
Even if I had to order it again because I didn’t like it, I could have done it 10 more times.
A director with a mysterious expression.
I and the supporting actors stood there silently, waiting for the next instructions.
“Manager Taemin Han! “Would you please come here for a moment?”
When my manager, not me, was called, my body began to stiffen.
Shiva. If you’re going to get scolded, I want you to get scolded…
No. But does this also mean there is something to be scolded for?
I really didn’t want others to get scolded for my indiscretion, so I just waited for the manager with an apologetic face.
The manager is walking towards us with a very serious expression.
I swallowed my saliva.
“I… Taemin.”
“Yes?”
“Is it possible to just have one line?”
…Ambassador? Are you telling me to act with words?
“Uh… What is it…?”
“The director asked if I could say just one word about this.”
If it was difficult, it was definitely impossible.
If you have to raise your voice and shout or require excessive action, you have to say you can’t do it.
“Yes, yes.”
“[Otaku bastards have to make fun of themselves.] Is this it?”
The line was also a line, but why was the content…
Why are you suddenly hitting someone?
Of course, you didn’t mean to do that, but a frog gets killed by a stone thrown without thinking.
This frog seemed to be me.
“What kind of tone will this be…”
“The director asked me to make it feel as cheap as possible. “They praised Taemin’s face and said it matches the current scene very well.”
The manager must have been very earnest and explained to me what a great opportunity this was.
“If you try it and the director says it’s not good, he will edit it, so let’s just try to keep that feeling as best as possible.”
I wondered if this was right, but at least it was just one line.
I couldn’t even do this and couldn’t even lie down, so I muttered my lines the whole time before going in.
Otaku bastards need to make fun of themselves.
Otaku bastards need to make fun of themselves.
Otaku bastards need to make fun of themselves.
Yes. You can just use that unlucky tone that Luca uses when he’s acting out a situation. That’s not what I’m saying.
When the cue sign comes on, walk forward just like before.
When I reached the streetlight, I turned my head slightly and looked at the camera with disdain.
“Otaku bastards should make fun of themselves in moderation.”
Of course, I think the chances of otakus watching web dramas are very slim, but I apologize in advance. Everyone.
After internally expressing my unattainable apology, I stood still and watched the director’s reaction.
The director seemed to be replaying a scene from before…
“Hey… This is done.”
…Does this mean I did well?