I admit that the madman was a person I needed. Maybe he was the most crucial person, just as he said. So I should have been thankful that he said he would fall for it if I seduced him but I developed a defiant attitude towards that guy first. Why did I become so agitated whenever I was with him?
The next day I headed to the office and it was thoughts about him rather than immediate concerns that filled my head. The reason I wasnât worried about the manager or Hansoo was that the manager didnât seem much different from usual when I arrived. The only strange thing was that he was looking for small roles or commercials that I could appear in. The manager had previously said that I was not good enough, so he would have liked me to learn more acting before I do some actual work. That is, as much as possible within the companyâs conditions. As I sat in front of the manager who was diligently making calls here and there, I could tell that the deadline for the roles were over.
Was this also the result of Myeongshinâs meddling? After thinking about it, I started reading the script that I secretly brought in yesterday. I was a little curious about the last work of the director, whose movies had failed twice and wanted to see how good the script was for him to choose this as his last work.
But as I turned through the first few pages, a question âHuh?â popped into my head. Some of the contents were strangely similar to my current situation. It was a bit eerie for it to be a coincidence, so I couldnât take my eyes off of it easily.
I checked the contents again while tuning out the managerâs voice on the phone, but at some point I realized that the surroundings had become quiet. When I raised my eyes, I saw the manager with a serious face and bowed head. He seemed to be looking for the next person to call, flipping through the phone numbers he had written on the back and forth in his old notebook. He seemed to be concentrating, and as I shifted my eyes back to the script, I heard a question from him.
âArenât you going to ask?â
He didnât take his eyes off the notebook and added after a while,
âIf you want to extend your contract, the company wants you to show some tangible results.â
Flutter, flutter~ He turned through several pages to see if there was a suitable number to contact, making a âhmmâ sound, and then closed his lips for a moment. His thick fingers flickered between the numbers on the paper. The hesitant fingertips stopped at the scribbled number.
âIs it okay if the work is a little underwhelming?â
âItâs okay.â
He raised his eyes without taking his finger off the number.
âAlright, youâll do well at anything.â
He smiled and praised me, but his smile didnât meet my eyes. Because his smile wasnât very genuine. It was like his lips were curved habitually. Was it also because of Hansoo? The manager called the number he decided on and started talking in a friendly tone.
ââŚYes, Iâm working at Dream these days. Thereâs a rookie I have and heâs great. Good at anything⌠Hm? No, heâs not a singer. Heâs an actor⌠I know you donât need a rookie actor whose face you donât know. But just take a look at him. Hm? We havenât known each other for a year or two⌠Ah, of course his face is amazing! His visuals in photos are no joke. Do you know Photographer Lee? Sigh~ Photographer Lee had been chasing me to meet up with him to take some pictures.â
The manager spat out compliments about me in a confident tone to the person on the phone. The managerâs voice gradually rose to see as if there was a small hope from the other side, but my mood dropped coldly. Something was strange. After the call was over, seeing him happily telling me what to do, the strange feeling became clear. Except for what I felt in his awkward smile, he seemed a bit too alright.
âCEO Choi is in charge of a lot of events here and there. The only thing you can do right now is at the level of a regular part-time job, is that okay?â
âYes.â
âAs simple as it is, it is not burdensome and wonât be difficult. Like supporting a stage event at a shopping mall to get peopleâs attention. In some cases people are hired in advance and planted to pretend to be an applicant. Thatâs what you do. The date isâŚâ
âManager.â
When I stopped him, he raised his eyes as he was writing something in his notebook.
âWhat about Hansoo?â
ââŚâ
âIsnât Hansoo coming today?â
âHeâs not coming.â
He straightened his upper body and added bluntly.
âHeâs not going to come anymore. He wants to quit this job.â
Was my guess wrong? The thought that the manager would give up on me without Hansoo turned into confusion at the managerâs calm reaction. Maybe the manager was a person who was not as swayed by emotions as I had thought? Perhaps all he had to do was to find another actor to replace Hansoo and make his dream come true. However, even if I tried to think simply, discomfort still remained. The situation of the manager who will collapse with Hansoo when he collapses was thought to be easier to deal with. This situation should have been a good thing from my point of view, but I couldnât find the reason why it was uncomfortable.
It must have been because of this that I couldnât keep Hansoo out of my head. Fortunately, there was nothing to worry about in class. Instead of the sharp-looking guy and the ugly guy, a few new trainees joined the class. Yellow haired and the good-looking one didnât attend because they apparently had to go to some audition. It seemed that they had definitely got something by being Myeongshinâs lackeys. Because there were no annoying guys, I left the class I could hardly remember and headed to another place instead of Aliceâs Labyrinth that I always went to.
Iâve been to college a few times. When I applied to another area and worked as a courier, I had to deliver to a university in that area. However, the clearer university landscape in my memory was earlier. When I was working at the loan company, there was a time when I had to collect money from a college student. The school he attended was quite famous as it was a university I knew.
The so-called prestigious university student was of the same age as me. It was probably because of his past that he studied hard (unlike me) but I was more tenacious in chasing him for money. Perhaps it was because I wanted to assert my authority and say, âLook, you may be studying hard like a regular person but you still had to yield to meâ. I had used violence, so even after he later repaid the money, he was so embarrassed that he couldnât go to school.
I didnât feel guilty about it then. It was his fault that he borrowed money in the first place, and he met me because he was unlucky. A world where divine punishment did not exist, but retribution did. Even a small mistake could have consequences if you make the wrong decision. Sometimes the consequences might be too large to handle.
Now I knew very well what I didnât know at the time when my head was filled with pride and self-indulgence. So even if it seemed as if I was walking on a similar path that reminded me of the university incident, it seemed that I was emotionless. Just as the college student met the detrimental consequences of his mistakes, I just have to accept the consequences of my mistakes. I donât know when or how I would even it out. I must pay the price for what I have done. I made a great sacrifice realizing this simple fact.
The funny thing was that even after attaining that epiphany, I didnât change. I knew I wouldnât stop taking revenge at any cost. I would use the people I needed, and create traps. But why was I here now, wasting my time in vain? I was skeptical, but I pushed it aside, thinking of meeting Hansoo. Letâs find Hansoo first.
It was already dark because I went to the theater to find him for the first time and heard that he would stay up all night at school for the event. When I entered the building with a small signboard called the College of Arts in the spacious campus, I was able to easily find the office of the department where Hansoo attended. Several voices were heard inside along with bright lights as if there really was some sort of event happening.
The door was half open, so I pushed and entered. The eyes of those who stopped talking to the appearance of strangers turned to me. I looked inside without saying a word, looking for Hansoo with my eyes. Then one of the students asked me first.
âWho are you?â
âWhere is Lee Hansoo?â
âHansoo went out to buy something. Heâll be right back.â
I nodded and answered the man, âTell him Iâm waiting outside,â and turned around and heard a question.
âWhose name should I give him?â
â⌠Lee Yoohan.â
I heard a murmur as I closed the door behind my back.
âDid something happen to Hansoo? He went to buy alcohol because he suddenly said he wanted to drinkâŚâ
How should I express it? It was an unpleasantly quiet and dark atmosphere. The ghost-like stillness was different from the university during the day which was always lively. The large buildings and parks where students left seemed to emphasize that this was just a temporary place. An ownerless space where people in need come in and out like low tide. Maybe I felt this way because I didnât belong to a university. What a lonely place this was. And as someone else who shouldnât be here, I sat on the bench feeling uncomfortable as if I were wearing the wrong shoes.
However, Hansoo, who was supposed to be back soon, did not come out even after more than two hours. I thought about visiting the office again, but I didnât go there on purpose. It wasnât because I was afraid I would see Hansoo there but I didnât want to visit him again because he didnât seem to want to meet me. Was it funnier to keep waiting for a guy who didnât want to come out? It was when I decided to stand up with a blank mind 30 minutes later that I heard footsteps stopping nearby. I could see Hansoo with a frown on his face under the dim streetlight.
âWhy are you still here?â
I got up from my seat looking at Hansoo standing at a distance.
âIâve been waiting for you.â
âWhy? Isnât it obvious that I didnât want to meet you since I didnât come? You shouldâve just left. Or try calling me.â
âI donât know your phone number.â
ââŚâ
In an instant, Hansooâs face changed as if he was dumbfounded.
âYou donât know my phone number? Ha⌠Then again. You didnât seem interested in me anyway.â
He muttered to himself, and asked in an annoyed voice.
âWhy did you come all the way here?â
It was completely different from the usual him who always smiled and acted intimate, but I was more comfortable dealing with this kind of rejection. He must have been a little awkward because he wanted to get close with me. When I realized it, I couldnât understand more about myself right now.
âI heard you quit. Is that true?â
I asked after a short pause and Hansooâs expression hardened.
âYes. Are you here to confirm it?â
âWhy are you quitting?â
Itâs not the first time heâs got camera phobia, he had been preparing to be an actor for several years. I was going to add those obvious words, but he opened his mouth coldly.
âIt has nothing to do with Lee Yoohan.â
ââŚâ
âIf thatâs what you came here for, Iâm going in now.â
âMyeongshin.â
I was hesitant to bring out these words so I kept my mouth shut for a moment. However, seeing Hansooâs expressionless stare, I continued my words.
âMyeongshin did it. He deliberately called the camera to be brought to the theater to sabotage you.â
âSo?â
ââŚâ
âYeah, that doesnât change the fact that Iâm a fool. Even if a fool like me had divine luck, I no longer want to do this anymore. Or do you want me to get revenge like you?â
His retort left me silent. To be honest, I thought that he would be angry that I brought up Myeongshin. But when I saw Hansooâs unsmiling face, I realized that I didnât know anything about him. No, I thought I knew. Not only Hansoo, but everyone else whom I thought I could lead in the direction I need to go.
âIâm a fool so I canât take revenge. I donât even have the ability to do that. So please stop worrying about it and mind your own business and work hard. We werenât even that close, were we?â
Hansooâs last words were heard particularly clearly. Ah, right. We werenât close. I hadnât even thought of that. I didnât know Hansoo particularly well.
âGoodbye.â
Hansoo mumbled, turned his back and disappeared. The conversation ended in less than a minute after waiting for two hours, but it was not in vain. I looked around again and realized that there was no one around.
I saw Hansoo as the consequences of what I had done. If I hadnât decided to take revenge, he might not have been so detested by Myeongshin and would not have broken down like this. Even if that was the result that would have happened anyway, it was certain that it came about more quickly because of me.
The reason why I felt so responsible and concerned about this was because⌠Right, he was âHansooâ. I remembered the unpleasant feeling I had that followed me when he introduced himself on the first day we met. I guess I am pretty sentimental too.
After a day or two of absence, I visited Aliceâs Labyrinth and the manager guided me to the bossâs office first. I had a hunch that he was going to call for me, so I was preparing myself in advance. It was obvious that he was going to tell me to give it a shot with the madman.
Anyway, I had something to ask the madman so I planned to end the conversation with the boss quickly. But I was at a loss for words from his unexpected first greeting.
âYou came from working at the gas station today too.â
ââŚâ
âHuhu, no need to be so surprised by my deduction skills all the time. That aside, do you have a good plan?â
What plan? He immediately noticed the question that appeared on my face.
âAh, Iâm talking about revenge, revenge! You have to bring that punk down right now!â
The boss waved his clenched fists.
âSo when are you going to bring him down?â
â⌠After all preparations are complete.â
The truth is, there was still a long way to go before I could bring Myeongshin down. Fortunately, the overexcitement faded from his face.
âPreparation? Hmm, making Dreamâs Director⌠Yoon a sponsor? Hey⌠Baekwon doesnât know who Director Yoon is, do you?â
When I affirmed, he said, âOf courseâ with a strange expression on his face. Why was he reacting strangely whenever we talked about Director Yoon? Moreover, with those restless eyes.
âDo you have anything to say about Director Yoon?â
When I asked, he coughed in vain to hide his embarrassment.
âHmmm, no, I donât have anything to sayâŚâ
So there was something he really wanted to say. This time I narrowed my eyes and stared at him, and he secretly avoided his gaze and changed the subject.
âA-Ask Jay about the Director Yoon. Well, if you want to approach Director Yoon, it would be better to get to know Jay. No, no one else but Jay.â
He said the same thing as the madman. These two were quite close, werenât they?
âAre the two of you old friends?â
â⌠Something similar?â
âSimilar? Are you relatives?â
âNot relatives.â
He let out a suspicious voice as I watched him crinkle his face as if he was uncomfortable.
âAre you two close?â
âThatâs right! Itâs like weâre one flesh!â
The boss raised his voice with excitement, but soon lowered his voice with a cough.
âHmmm, well, close to that extent.â
ââŚâ
âAh, itâs true?â
I guessed he was hiding something from his squeaky voice. I nodded my head to say I understood.
âIs the boss also close with Director Yoon?â
âOf course weâre close. Director Yoon isâŚâ
Is� I wanted to hear the next word, but the president swallowed the word and changed the topic.
âYouâll find out later, why didnât you come yesterday?â
Itâs not enough to get an attendance check from the madman, and now I had to get it from the boss too. I sighed and replied that I had something going on. Then he replied that it wasnât a big deal.
âIs that so? Sounds like someone you know is going through something and youâve been told to mind your own business.â
ââŚâ
âMore importantly, todayâŚâ
âHow did you know?â
I subconsciously blurted out a stern question. Frankly, it was creepy. His casually spewing words stabbed all the points where I was uncomfortable. However, the president still spoke casually.
âYou said you had something going on. From Baekwonâs personality, you donât seem like you particularly care about anyone. So since you couldnât have said kind words to the other person, the result is obvious. The other person must have cut you off and told you to mind your own business in a bad mood.â
He added indifferently, explaining quickly as if tired.
âItâs not something unexpected so itâs no big deal right? Letâs focus on our Jay more than that.â
Then he held out a business card.
âGo there, Jay is waiting for you. Can you hold your liquor? Jay is rather innocent so heâs a lightweight. I think thereâs a party over here, so go and have a drink instead. Itâs a chance to get to know each other a little while holding each otherâs hands and hugging each other so that the other guys canât even touch him, hm?â
I couldnât perceive the smiling face of the boss, who spoke nonsense innocently. Even though I knew that this person was not that formidable, I was surprised yet again. It was also true that it hit the nail on the head unexpectedly, but this time, one more thing surprised me. Or rather, It would be more correct to say that I realized it.
The boss was moved to tears by my story, but the most important person to him was the madman. Someone I should pay more attention to, according to him. But why would he be willing to set me up with that man without any hesitation? I was only now stupidly asking a simple question that I should have thought of first.
âWhy are you trying to set me up with Jay whom you adore so much?â
The president who was grinning with his imagination running wild then slowly turned solemn. If he had answered, âI want to help you,â I might have been offended and stood up. Fortunately, I got an honest answer.
âBecause youâre the one Jay is interested in.â
âYou mean it doesnât matter if itâs a man?â
âItâs the first time in five years that heâs shown an interest in someone,even if itâs a rotten opportunity, shouldnât I grab onto it?â
⌠So Iâm the rotten opportunity.
âNormally, if anyone approaches him, he either buries him cleanly or crushes him to the point where they canât get out of the house. Baekwon is the first person he cherished enough to bring into his place of work.â
Confusion came the second time I heard the word âcherishedâ. Maybe I was misunderstanding what that word meant?
âBesides, after hearing Lee Baekwonâs story, I couldnât help but help you. Itâs not that I was touched or anything like that.â
He hardened his face, but the corners of his eyes were already moist.
âFortunately, I also liked Baekwonâs personality.â
âHow many times have you seen me?â
âHuhu, thatâs what I like about you.â
ââŚâ
âIn normal circumstances, if someone says they would help, one would see it as a good opportunity and take advantage of it, but you ask why. Youâre so honest that the other person might even take their offer of help back because they were offended.â
âNothing is free in the world. So I couldnât completely understand it.â
The boss smiled again. But it was a smile that felt different from before. This time, I was sure that the smile was similar to that of the madman.
âLee Baekwon.â
I heard a kind and soft voice, but I only trusted the eyes of the other person who wasnât smiling. Questions that entered my ears were filtered like sand and spread inside.
âDo you believe that people can change?â
âNo.â
I answered without hesitation. Then, a satisfied smile spread in the eyes of the boss.
âI think so too. People donât change. Thatâs why even if you were shitty in the past, no matter how much you improved, your nature hasnât changed, thatâs why youâre getting revenge. If youâve really changed, you shouldnât want to avenge yourself.â
âWhat does that have to do with my question?â
âThat is the reason. I believe that people donât change, so it doesnât matter if youâre a man as long as Jay shows interest in you.â
âI donât know what youâre talking about. If you think I havenât changed, shouldnât you want to keep me farther awayâŚâ
âI think youâre mistaken, but youâre not the one whom I believe hasnât changed.â
For a moment, I felt like I had been hit by cold water. The boss realized what I had realized and let out a bitter laugh.
âBecause I want Jay to be able to genuinely smile like he used to.â