Surely A Happy Ending - 97 - 98. The dignity of a top star (3)
98.[Gaiden] The Dignity of a Top Star (3)
Sarah remembered when she had spent some time with the starboard side.
It had been fun then, but then this happened.
Is that why I have the nickname ‘dog boy’?
Is that why I got the nickname ‘dog boy’? Because I had a good face and took him by surprise?
I blame myself for recklessly revealing my secrets to a stranger.
I’m the kind of person who needs to live alone and not rely on anyone else for support.
Lamenting in her heart, Sara called Fidon.
Fidon, can you cancel the entire schedule for today? There didn’t seem to be an obligatory seat.”
[Would that be better?]]
“Yes . I think we should be quiet today.”
Yes. I’ll handle it that way.]
And Mr. Cha Woo-hyun, can you give me your contact information?”
Oh, it’s for an extracurricular class today, right? You want to tell me directly?]
Fidong misunderstood his position appropriately. Sara answered without any other explanation.
Yes, I’ll email it to you.]
After ending the call, Hee-dong received Woo-hyun’s contact information a short time later.
A simple press of a button should have connected the call, but for some reason Sara couldn’t make the call right away.
“It’s early morning, isn’t it?”
It bothered her to wake him up when he wasn’t even supposed to be awake yet.
I snorted in disgust myself.
I found it funny that I was trying to be polite even though I was determined to question him.
After about three hours had passed, it was time to call Woohyun.
Sara’s hand trembled as she pressed the call button.
This is Chauhyun.
The starboard side picked up the phone immediately. Sara swallowed her dry spit and opened her mouth.
“It’s me, Yusara.”
The reply coming from the other end was tasteless. She didn’t think she could talk about anything serious on the phone, nor could she question him.
“I’ll see you.”
She said, “Let’s meet. The back and forth had to be said face to face.
Can we meet?”]
“I have to see you. No matter what.”
Okay, okay. Where can I find you?”]
The other man was willing to help. I wanted to get him to come here, but it wasn’t right to meet at home.
“I’ll come to you. Please come to the studio.”
Sarah instructed briskly.
Sarah walked out wearing dark clothes and a deep hat, with a large mask covering her mouth.
Even with her face well hidden like this, there would occasionally be someone who would notice her with a hawk’s eye.
Sarah moved quickly to call a cab.
You bad guy, damn you, I’ll kick your a*s if I see you.
I gritted my teeth as I got in the cab and moved.
As luck would have it, we didn’t run into any traffic lights, and the car made good time to the starboard side of the studio.
“Stop here, please.”
Sarah told the article in a different voice.
The article didn’t seem to care about the customer whose face was hidden.
Sara got out of the cab, opened the door to the studio and stepped inside.
She saw the silhouette of a man, slender as a model.
Woohyun, who had been loitering in the distance, immediately turned his feet and approached her as soon as he heard the presence of someone.
She wanted to scream and get angry, but the moment she saw his expression, Sarah’s accident stopped.
It should have been a guilty or sober look, but it wasn’t.
The brief look that touched her eyes seemed to say, “Are you okay? I felt as if he was saying, “Are you okay?
And then a straightforward Amuta hug.
Sarah was pulled into his bosom, not knowing why this man was like this at all.
He looked like a slender man, but he had broad shoulders, she realized. And he had such warmth.
No, what are you thinking about now that I’ve come to question you?
Sarah later regained consciousness and pushed his chest out.
“What? What’s wrong?”
He tried to speak in a raspy voice, but it was more oozing with rage.
His answer to her was sincere.
“Didn’t you come here because your heart was aching?
“I just wanted to take it easy and cry.”
He wasn’t teasing her, he was asking her how she really felt.
Sara was about to burst into tears at his reply.
There are times when facial expressions incorporate more language than words like Jus’.
Not this person. It’s not this person.
This person never told anyone about my past.
Face to face, I’m sure of it.
“No, sir. I’m here for an extracurricular class.”
Sarah replied matter-of-factly, hiding the tears she wanted to shed as she leaned on his shoulder.
“It’s your day for extracurriculars.”
His expression changed from one of comfort to one of dismay.
“You didn’t bring your camera with you, did you?”
“I have so many cameras here. Let’s just borrow one and use it.”
After that, his voice came out bright.
He didn’t comfort me.
Just the fact that it wasn’t his doing was enough to calm her down.
Starboard’s eyes fluttered until he adjusted to the unexpected reaction.
“Well then, use whatever you want.”
“Really? Are you sure you don’t mind what I write?”
“Then go with the most expensive one here.”
He didn’t even frown at Sarah’s outrageous request.
The starboard side moved straight and came back from the other table with a single large camera.
“I think it’ll cost forty million won for the lens.”
“…… That’s not very expensive.”
After a few moments of rolling her eyes, Sarah took the camera, answering flatly. It weighed more than her camera.
“You shouldn’t be afraid of this camera because I’m going to play with it.”
“I’ll touch it a lot. I’ll sell it at a premium.”
The starboard side hit back well.
“Let’s shoot whatever we want today. I’ll show you how to adjust the aperture and shutter speed.”
And suddenly the extracurricular photography lesson began again. Woohyun, who had been staring at her with serious eyes just a moment ago, returned to his teacher’s posture.
Sara, who had really been focusing everywhere and clicking the shutter, asked.
“By the way, no schedule today?”
Thinking about it, it was a little odd. There was no one who came to the studio pretending to be so busy.
“There’s no one here, even though you came in so suddenly. I guess you’re not busy at all.
“It’s been postponed.”
“Because I heard you were coming.”
She took the camera off her shoulder and stared at him with her naked eye.
“Are you all right?”
Starboard asked repeatedly about her condition.
Sara felt reassured that the other had expressed concern before she had. It was enough to make her smile.
“I’m sure the film company will be pleased that this happened before the film’s release. They’ll be telling the story that Yoo-sara’s acting ability and depth of emotional expression all came from her childhood scars. The film critics will add their comments one by one.
Sarah said what was expected of her.
“I might go to the Cannes Film Festival.”
He made a noise and then his nose turned white.
He looked over his shoulder and saw a single doorknob.
I explored every nook and cranny of the studio, but I couldn’t get to that one.
The usual curiosity arose as to what might be behind the door.
Sarah pointed with her finger and asked.
What’s behind that room?
It’s a darkroom. Where we fire up the pictures using analog methods.
The darkroom. It was a room with a name.
“You don’t need to learn that. Printers make short work of it these days.”
“But shouldn’t I try?”
“…… are you really going to be that greedy?”
“Can’t I just pay for it?”
Smiling at Sara’s mischief, the starboard side walked over and opened the door to the darkroom.
“Hey, don’t tell me to follow you.”
Sara mumbled to herself, almost inaudible, and followed.
It was a dark space with the smell of sour chemicals permeating the air.
The unnamed machines and chemicals reminded me of a science lab.
The awkwardness of the machines gave me a strange feeling that I had gone back in time.
It would take a long time to develop the film, so just print the photos.
The starboard side selected the developed film in the light and called Sara to the machine.
This is the enlargement stage. All you have to do is put the film in here and shine the light on the photographic paper.
After a brief explanation, Starboard reached over Sarah’s shoulder and turned on the arm.
The mere change in the color of the light made Sara’s shoulders tense.
Why did I tell you to go into this small dark room? It felt strange to be alone with a man in a dark room where the lights were bright red.
No, because I’m with a guy who looks different, a little different than the other guys.
“If you place the photographic paper here and adjust the position of the enlarger, the size of the picture will change. Try it.”
She did as she was told, adjusted the magnifier, aligned the image, and placed the photographic paper on top.
Before turning on the exposure device, he said.
“An exposure of about two seconds should be adequate.”
The award on the photographic paper was not certain because it was a negative image, but it was an image of an old lady holding something.
When I moved the machine, the image disappeared as if I had been dreaming for a while.
“Now, dip the paper in these chemicals and the image will reappear.”
Sarah stuffed the chemical that the starboard side of the screen pointed to into the paper.
Within seconds, the image appeared on the white paper. It was like magic.
Sara cheered involuntarily. The sound was quickly muffled by the uncomfortable atmosphere.
Soon an image was vividly carved into the photographic paper.
It was a black-and-white photograph of a gray-haired old woman holding a bouquet of flowers and smiling.
After fixing it as a fixing solution, wash it off and let it dry.
A buoyant Sarah replied cheerfully.
The rest of the process went without a hitch, as the starboard side guided.
Soon the darkroom was lit and a black and white photograph was in Sara’s hands.
It took ten minutes to make a photograph that could be printed and received in a few seconds.
He smiled, the first compliment he had ever received.
I was just doing what I was told, but he complimented me. But it still made me feel good.
“This is a picture of my grandma on her birthday.”
“That’s my grandma.”
It was a barren process, but it was a magical time.
I was so moved that even though my mouth was smiling, the tip of my nose was burning. Tears came to my eyes.
When I felt tears threatening to spill, Sarah smiled awkwardly and rubbed her eyes.
I’m jealous. She has a beautiful grandmother.
He was staring at her, and then he took a step closer.
My heart thumped inside.
Sara, who had made many melodramas, knew all too well what the situation was like. Still, the reality made her nervous.
Her heart was pounding.
As his breath felt closer and closer, her trembling eyelids gently lowered.
…… I had to touch him.
I had to touch him.
“…… Let’s get out of here.”
Before she knew it, he was walking past her and grabbing the doorknob.
Her lips, which had been so quietly closed, opened vacantly.
What, what, what!
What are you doing, now?
It was ridiculous. What kind of person is this? What kind of idiot is this?
I couldn’t see his expression as he stood there with his back to me.
Isn’t he mocking me?
I felt like I’d been robbed, like I could only see all of my people.
That day’s extracurricular class ended without a hitch.
Fidon came to the studio a few minutes after I left the darkroom, and after we ate together, the other guests crowded in.
Three days have passed since we parted in that way. There was no word from the b*****d, and Sarah was left with nothing but loneliness in her heart.
Were you touched by my pretty words that day, when I called you beautiful?
Did she like me a little because she thought I was good to her?
Or was it that I looked so depressed that day that you tried to comfort me?
After leaving the office to do an interview for the film’s publicity, Sara began to think only of herself.
“My sister,” the representative said. The day before yesterday’s article was provided to the reporter by a classmate from preschool. If any of the content of the article is hurtful, I can sue for libel, but what should I do?”
There was no way Sarah was going to take Fidon’s words seriously.
“Fine. Leave it.”
“By the way, the new director wants to do some storytelling with that story. That’ll make the movie sell better.”
Say, “If you want to do it, do it.”
“…… Are you sure?”
“Suit yourself, people. Suit yourself.”
That’s not the point right now.
Sarah wanted to finish the interview and go home. The whole thing was bothersome and depressing.
“Then I got a quickie in front of my sister. A document envelope.”
“You’ll have to handle most of it.”
“But this came from the writer, Cha Woo-hyun.”
Sara’s eyes, which had been bothered by all of this, opened wide.
Sara quickly took the envelope of papers that Fidong was holding and opened it.
In it were three sheets of paper. On top of the paper was a small piece of notepaper.
-You can tear it up if it’s too rough.
The handwriting on the note paper was suspicious. Sarah removed the note and examined its contents.
By the way, the words on the flip side of the paper are …….
A love contract?
A sigh escaped from between her lips.
In short, it said, “If we fall in love, let’s keep it a secret.
It seemed to be a contract sent out in case they fell in love and broke up.
If I told her that the celebrity had a girlfriend, the grandmother who was expecting her would get worried and everyone around her would make a big deal out of it, so she had an excuse to keep it a secret for Yusala’s sake.
“What, you should be grateful if I go out with you.” Where was she going to play games!
Nonetheless, the content was cute and made me laugh.
An itchy feeling began to grow in my chest.
I hadn’t heard from him in a long time, but after a long time of worrying, this was it.
The reason why he hadn’t kissed her in the dark room at the time was that it wasn’t clear.
However, she could not accept this content.
Sara prepared other documents and sent them to Woohyun.
The response came back quickly.
After the interview, before moving on to another schedule, she ran into Starboard, who was visiting the company.
“Oh, what a surprise. How did you get here?”.
A bit predictable, but Sarah pretended to be surprised and asked innocently. I was amused to see the serious expression on her starboard face.
But I was also worried for three days when I didn’t hear from you.
I came because Mr. Fidon told me to.
He answered. Sara asked with a dazed look on her face.
Why did you come? Do you have a job?
I came to see Mr. Yusala.
“You pretended to be very busy, but it seems you have no time. You have time to come and see me like this.”
I’ve extended my schedule.
I sent her a love contract to try to make love, but I had no idea what it meant to get a marriage license.
Sara coolly printed out the marriage certificate, wrote down all the details for herself, signed it, and sent it to Woohyun.
Her lips lengthened softly. It was a little hard to keep from laughing.
“If you don’t do that much to make a contract, what kind of love contract do you think you’re going to make with me?
“I’m not playing games, I’m serious.”
“So I don’t want to make a deal with you, but you put your stamp on it. I’ll just stamp yours and deliver it to the ward office and we’ll be husband and wife.”
“You can easily fall in love without worrying about other people’s moods. And we won’t have to worry about breaking up.”
Seeing Sara’s relaxed face, he relaxed a little.
“It’s not because of that.”
“Then what is it?”
I’ve never met anyone so beautiful.
“It’s because I’m worried.”
I’ve heard that story all the time, everywhere, all the time, but when he said he was beautiful, it kind of pissed me off.
“Are you sure?”
He can be insecure, too, can’t he? I was glad to see his human face.
But top stars don’t smile all at once.
“There are others who are as beautiful as you. Oh, Gowon.”
His face flushed at her absurd point.
“How can that girl’s story come out of here!”
“Why are you so excited . If you’re not, just laugh it off. Is there anything that could sting me?”
If they keep teasing you, you can really get your marriage license.
“As you wish.”
Sarah smiled lonesomely.
She smiled as if her starboard side was no match for her. She’d never had a start like this before.