S-Classes Are Obsessed With Me

expected it It is an unavoidable gateway. I have prepared my mind to think that it will be a good hawk anyway, but that doesn’t mean that the hawk that gets hit doesn’t hurt any less.

The problem was Sunday.

That was the first thing I heard when I woke up in the morning.

“Hyunwoo, are you awake?”

Han Yoo-jeong was staring at my face.

Anne has never woken up earlier than me because she sleeps so much, but tomorrow the sun will rise in the west.

It’s on the west side, usually a little higher. It always rises in the east, so why today? If Han Yoo-jung overslept, I left it to sleep and tried to lose time.

He wiped his face and stood up.

“Yoojung, can you give me some water?”

I’ve tried stabbing it, but it doesn’t work either. He said again, stroking his sharp neck.

“Yoojeong, would you like some water there?”

Han Yoo-jung moves quickly. The hand that went into the shadows took out a water bottle and immediately placed a glass of water in front of my eyes.

“Thank you, I’ll drink.”

Han Yoo-jung, who was staring at me quietly, taps my shoulder with her forehead.

“Hey, stop it. The blanket gets wet.”

“Please do it right. Don’t call me Mr. Yoojung only when it’s necessary. Hyeonu-san promised to grant wishes.”

“I’d rather do a palm. How can I respect you… … .”

“Then Hyeonu–”

He covered Han Yoo-jung’s mouth with his hand.

“I’ll just speak up.”

Let’s wait three more days. only three days.

Damn, is that still too long? I have to go to work again tomorrow.

He shook his head and headed to the kitchen.

After the Hunter exam, Han Yoo-jeong found freedom of taste.

It seems that the initial determination has not yet been made, and it seems to keep the good, but I don’t know how far it will go.

After dinner, I emptied the dessert and sat down on the sofa. And while I was browsing IPTV, I suddenly fell in love with Han Yoo-jung.

“Ah, Yoojung.”

I’m speaking with my tongue, but it’s really unfamiliar and makes me chicken. Rubbing his spooky forearm, he asked.

“Is there anything you would like to see?”

“No, I am fine. Look at what you want to see, Hyunwoo.”

I pressed the button on the remote control without hesitation.

If it had been the same, we would have chosen a drama together and drove for a long time, but today was a little different.

I found a variety show on IPTV.

‘Surviving Alone’ is an observational entertainment that Lee Ji-ah has decided to appear on.

I think you know what the format is like with introductory texts and short scenes, but you should take a look at some of the latest episodes.

After the advertisement ended, the broadcast began.

I don’t watch a lot of variety shows, but just by looking at the studio, I thought I knew how it was going.

And it was too. There was nothing that looked very different from other observational entertainment. What’s unusual is that the camera work is very dramatic?

In the directing scenes that gave me strength for a while, I showed a visual beauty that was as good as a drama. Why are you wasting such a waste on entertainment?

After a long time watching the stories of celebrities who are not interested, Han Yoo-jung, who was next to him, asks a curious question.

“Why are you suddenly watching a variety show?”

“yes? No, yes?”

“You don’t usually watch variety shows.”

“Ah, this one.”

He answered with a sigh, pressing his next anger.

“Because of Jia. I was scheduled to film an observation variety show next week, but I decided to take charge of it, so I checked it out in advance.”

The shoulders that are facing each other stiffen. Without realizing it, I looked at Han Yoo-jung’s face first. It’s the same expression as usual.

“Why, uncle?”

By the way, it seemed that he could fully understand what he was confused about by his previous choice of words.

Han Yoo-jeong wheezes slightly and lowers her head. The way he hugged the pillow tightly looked like a swallowing child.

This quick-witted, goofy girl bit her lip as if she had noticed her mistake.

“No.”

Han Yoo-jung rests her head on my shoulder. He spreads his arms out of fear that it would be uncomfortable, so he creaks into his arms. And he hugs me like he doesn’t want to be taken away.

I feel like I have become a baby’s attachment doll. He rolled his tongue in his mouth and barely spoke.

“Yerim is busy, but I’m the only one who can take charge of Ms. Jia. I’m resting because I’ve worked hard all this time. You will be busy again.”

At Tyr’s words, Han Yoo-jung’s hair shakes. Maybe it’s nodding my head, maybe it’s me.

But I know one thing.

He is possessive, dependent, obsessed with me… That you have such similar and complex emotions.

“Don’t worry, I won’t go anywhere. You have to keep it a secret, so even if you want to entrust it to someone else, you can’t.”

Han Yoo-jung, startled, raises her head. The eyes that met each other tremble slightly.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“know.”

“It’s true.”

“Who says what? Because I know.”

The calm tone seemed to calm him down a bit, and his strength drained from the hand that was holding the hem of my clothes.

*

I made an appointment with the writer to survive alone. It was a pre-interview before the broadcast. The artist, who came to the cafe near my house, greeted me brightly.

“Hello, I’m Sujeong Choi, the writer of the Survival Alone team that I called yesterday!”

“This is Lee Ji-ah.”

“Bastard Sword Management Team Leader Hyunwoo Kim.”

Writer Choi opens his eyes wide as he greets each other and handed him a business card. she asked with a fuss.

“You look young, are you already a team leader? You must have started work very quickly? You seem to have good skills.”

People in the hunter industry recognize my name and company immediately when they hear it, but the response is fresh because I am a TV station writer.

Usually it’s like, ‘Oh, you’re that bastard you’ve only heard rumors about?’ It’s the same eyes.

He smiled and shook his head.

“It was luck rather than ability.”

The CEO of the company is a friend. It is not a position obtained by ability.

“Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule. The pre-interview was also an interview, but it was the first time Lee Ji-ah appeared on a variety show, so I didn’t know how to capture the character.”

“Ah, if you have to do a face-to-face interview… .”

“really sorry.”

Writer Choi nodded. I think I’m losing my head because of Lee Ji-ah’s broadcast character.

She burned her fighting spirit as if she was determined to find an interesting story.

“What kind of things do you usually do, Lee Ji-ah?”

“Usually?”

“Yes, like a hobby or a private gathering. Anything.”

This is the most frequently asked question due to the nature of observational entertainment. And I wiped my face when that question came up.

I think I already know what the answer will be.

Again, Lee Ji-ah responded by stroking her hair.

“Hey, cell phone… .”

“yes?”

Choi blinks his eyes. Lee Ji-ah spoke again in a crawling voice.

“I use my cell phone in my spare time. SNS or watching a drama.”

Writer Choi laughs.

“No, don’t say that. I must have said it wrong.”

No, I said it right.

“Do you have any active hobbies? Well, it’s impossible for Lee Ji-ah to do that, but it’s like starting a band or going to a concert somewhere. or ride a bicycle.”

“ah.”

“Tell me about your hobbies.”

“I watch social media or dramas.”

Choi’s eyebrows tremble. She rummaged through her bag with an awkward smile. Then he handed the notebook and pen to Lee Ji-ah and said carefully.

“Um, shall I do this? Divide your daily routine by time and write it down. There are probably many things that come to mind.”

Lee Ji-ah ponders and draws out her pen. Anything to worry about? I sat next to him, glanced at the paper, and whispered in my ear.

“Jia, you have to visit the company as well.”

“Oh right. thanks.”

There was nothing wrong with having to write a company.

It means that you should write down the number of blood donations and even a driver’s license on your frivolous resume. Lee Ji-ah gently handed the note. Writer Choi’s eyes widened and cracked after a light glance.

“Uh, Lee Ji-ah?”

“yes?”

“Gee, is this really all? Except for work, I only watch social media and dramas.”

Lee Ji-ah smiles shyly and braids her hair. He groaned and intervened.

“Jia likes to do things alone.”

“Oh, I’m alone. Haha, that’s right. It suits the concept of ‘surviving alone’ best. doing it alone… … .”

Even if you don’t look into your heart, you can tell that your eyes are full.

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Maybe it’s defamatory?

“it’s okay! Not everyone on the show is an extrovert!”

Writer Choi, who has regained his energy, raises his head vigorously.

“Are there any hunters or celebrities you are close with? I call home, eat simple food, and go out to play, and the amount is drawn. It’s a topic of discussion as a personal friendship, so it’s good for the other person to get their name out too.”

I thought it was okay for the manager to do this in the interview with Lee Ji-ah, but I thought he would be reluctant to answer, so I intervened again.

“Did you know that Jia was hearing about the Abyss Dungeon?”

“Ah yes. Of course I know. I watched it live then.”

“Then you must have seen that not a single witness appeared on Jia’s side. My former colleagues refused to testify and hit them all in the back. People in the industry have lost contact so I can’t call them.”

Lee Ji-ah pulls my sleeve.

“yes? Hyunwoo, that’s not it. I am not contacting you.”

“That’s it.”

“It’s different, that’s it. How do you two look?”

“Can I be honest? It’s not that Jia doesn’t contact me, it’s that those people… … .”

While arguing with Lee Ji-ah, Writer Choi asks while crying.

“A celebrity or celebrity you know… ?”

While making eye contact with Lee Ji-ah, they shrugged together without saying anything.

Could there be such a thing?

*

PD Park scratched his head and entered the conference room.

The producers were betting money on each other. The assistant director scribbled his name on a piece of paper and shouted.

“From a stake of 30,000 won. The items are based on average ratings. Walk.”

“11 Pro Up.”

“10 percent down.”

“Are you kidding me? How does a 10% down come out when Lee Ji-ah appears? 13 Pro Up.”

“No more, no less, 12 percent.”

Stacks of money piled up on the paper. ‘ PD Park clicked his tongue.

“What are you doing?”

“Are you here? Do you want to go to the PD-nim too?”

PD Park took out his wallet from his back pocket.

The PD must call a high number. Because I could call it low for nothing and get cheated.

Contemplating, he tossed 30,000 won on the piles of paper.

“Up to 18 percent, do it in moderation and put it away. The meeting has to start.”

“Yep! Youngest one, put it in the stake cabinet and lock it. The key is stolen by a thief, so swallow it in your throat!”

The chaotic atmosphere was cleared up. PD Park sat down on a chair and looked around the production crew. One was not seen.

“Where did Writer Choi go?”

The assistant director answered his question.

“I went to a pre-interview with Sujeong. It’s Lee Ji-ah.”

PD Park glanced at his watch. Four hours have already passed.

“But you still haven’t come back?”

“yes. Shall I call you?”

“Okay, I don’t have anyone to go play with. When the time is right, I’ll come and see you.”

The meeting was held in a rather friendly atmosphere. Because Lee Ji-ah will appear. They were able to free themselves from the pressure of ratings in a short time.

“I want to take it out for three or four weeks when it comes to servings.”

“The viewership rating is also the rating, but the internet reaction is no joke, right? It’s already a riot of comments.”

“What do you mean?”

“Wait. ‘Lee Ji-ah is coming? I take care of it’, ‘I see Lee Ji-ah appearing in variety shows in my life. I think I’m going to die soon’, ‘Are you going to take a dive after receiving malicious comments again?’ Would you like to read more?”

“no. The topic is right.”

It was clear that the attention was drawn in a good or bad sense. Whatever it is, the ratings should be good. Because variety shows are all about ratings and the best.

An hour later, PD Park finished the meeting.

“Well, there was something we talked about with Bastard’s representative, so the amount of publicity had to be subtracted, so the writers should pay attention to that part. It’s a house where a woman lives alone, so set up the camera well so that it doesn’t cause a problem. Not a celebrity, but a hunter, and that’s Lee Ji-ah. you know, be careful If you don’t want your hair to fly away.”

Everyone laughed a little at PD Park’s joke.

Suddenly, his eyes turned to the empty seat. Writer Choi hasn’t come back yet. It’s been 5 hours already, and this was a bit strange.

“Sung Jin-ah, one phone call to Choi… … .”

Before PD Park could stop speaking, the door to the conference room swung open. The producers turned their heads. Writer Choi walked in sullenly.

“What, why are you here now? Writer Choi, where did you come from to play?”

Everyone added a mean word to someone’s joke, but when they saw Choi’s face, they shut their mouths.

A younger writer in the corner asked in surprise.

“Sister, are you crying?”

“Why did you go to the pre-interview? Is Lee Ji-ah really the same personality?”

The roaring noise grows louder. Writer Choi ignored everything and walked to PD Park. PD Park stuttered and asked.

“Why, why, Writer Choi? What happened?”

Writer Choi knelt down and grabbed PD Park’s sleeve.

“Peddy… .”

she cried and cried.

“We are ruined… !”