
Jang Hyun Joo hung up the phone with a feeling of pleasure. It was as if, like there were fireworks burning in his head. The words that Daehyun spoke today sounded sweet in his ears. In fact, in the ears of others it seems ordinary - ordinary.
“Who are you talking to?”, a man asked suddenly - arriving behind him.
Jang Hyun Joo who raised her legs on the makeup table was shocked and accidentally almost fell down.
Hyuk Jae's. The man who had just surprised her was right behind her. Hyun Joo looked panicked.
‘Since when was he there? He didn't hear my conversation just now, did he?’ Hyun Joo said in his heart.
He still had not answered the question Hyuk Jae had just asked.
“Since when were you there? Why is it like a stalker, coming in not saying - say it first?”, over - instead of being meek, Hyun Joo immediately scouted Hyuk Jae with a lot of questions.
Hyun Joo has tried as natural as possible. However, there remained a trembling tone in his voice from nervousness and fear. Yes, he was afraid that the man would hear his conversation and then interfere in his affairs. The ship hasn't sailed yet, can - can Hyuk Jae already destroy it first.
“Why? You're afraid I heard your talk?”, in a defiant tone, Hyuk Jae unreservedly went straight to the point on Hyun Joo.
“You eavesdropped on my conversation?”, Hyun Joo did not accept.
“Please do that. You want to say who you just talked to?”, asked Hyuk Jae back to the original question.
‘Looks like he didn't really eavesdrop on my conversation with Daehyun. And, I'm sure he doesn't know I'm talking to Daehyun, the vocalist of Triple Kill. He was just pretending. Yes, otherwise, where might she ask like that.’, Hyun Joo thought inwardly.
He was so sure of his guess. Therefore, Hyun Joo was more confident.
“What did I tell you. That's none of your business. If you have no interest, you better just go out.”, said Hyun Joo evicted Hyuk Jae from there.
“Heh.. You forgot this is our dressing room. Why did you kick me out?”, said Hyuk Jae holding Hyun Joo's chin. He didn't even hesitate to push it up a little.
“We start shooting in 10 minutes. I'll get both hair straight. You set the make-up again.. I hope this part is done right away. We have to move two areas today..”, sayup - sayup heard the chatter of the crew that made Hyuk Jae release the grip on Hyun Joo's chin.
Hyun Joo raised a sharp and angry look at Hyuk Jae.
“Oh. I thought we should call you first. All right, then we can go faster. It was starting to get a little cloudy outside. Lighting will be less than good in a few hours. We have to hurry.”, he told both.
Hyun Joo changed his facial expression to smile as the crew had already entered the dressing room area. On the other hand, Hyuk Jae immediately showed his professionalism shortly after previously sending a sneaky smile at Hyun Joo.
As if to say, ‘just wait for the game later. I haven't started it at all.’.
Hyun Joo immediately sent a message to his manager to keep sticking to him like glue. She doesn't want Hyuk Jae this sneaky guy to steal the opportunity when they're both off guard.
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“What are you two related to?”, asked Daeun in the hallway on her way back to the shooting area.
“Why do you want to know?”, Daehyun replied casually.
Daehyun felt that the tie was giving her some discomfort. So, he took off for a while. Several times he tried to put it up but still could not.
“You why?”, asked Daeun to see Daehyun who did not focus on answering her question.
Upon seeing, it turned out that the man was busy and had trouble putting a tie around his neck.
“Hah..why not say from earlier that you can not put a tie. Why trouble yourself? Am I not your manager? Although only today.”, said Daeun stopped and blocked Daehyun's steps so that the man also stopped.
“I can. Who says I can't put it up. I just walk along. You don't know how hard it is to put a tie up while walking?”, Daehyun said not to lose.
“Really? It seems like anyone who can put a tie up also has no problem installing it while walking. I'm sure, even some people can also install it while running.”, Daeun said in a defiant tone.
“Who can do it? You think this is a running race.”, Daehyun does not accept it.
“Sini, let me help you. We should be back in 10 minutes. If you insist on putting on a tie, we'll be there tomorrow morning.”, Daeun releases Daehyun's two hands that are still attached to the tie.
“Ehem – ahem..”, Daehyun arrived - arrived back slightly immediately.
“Don't back down, I'm in trouble. You stand straight. Soon it will be finished.”, Daeun said casually without burden.
‘Why with me. Conscious Daehyun, he's just a rancid boy pairing your tie. No, he's just a temporary manager. Ah. Maybe the effect finished talking to Hyun Joo. I feel strange.’, Daehyun said in his heart.
“Already. Hurry, right. Why do you have to insist on installing it yourself.”, said Daeun patting - plump and give gestures like cleaning dirty stains on Daehyun's clothes. Though the shirt is new, of course there are no stains at all.
Daeun immediately walked forward.
“Ayo.. You want the photographer and the person in charge to scold you?”, shouted Daeun from a distance of several meters.
“Heh.. why he could be so relaxed after pairing a tie and patting a man on the chest. Am I overreacting here?”, said Daehyund in a soft voice.
Inevitably he had to follow Daeun from behind.
Arriving at the shooting location, Daehyun immediately put on the next outer and took a position. This guy is talented. Once in the shooting area, his facial expression immediately changed to animate the clothes he was wearing.
Meanwhile, Daeun breezes off to the toilet.
“Hah... huh..hah.... what have I done? Why is my heart beating? Ha-has.. Have I gone crazy? Do all the fans feel the same way about me? But why is my heart pounding too. Wait for my cheeks to turn red?”, Daeun said in shock as she looked in the mirror.
Before joining Daehyun's agency, he had seen Triple Kill perform at school events and on the streets. At that time they were not under the agency.
Daeun always saw them from a distance. He used to wear a jacket often and continued to cover part of his face with a scarf or scarf. Not many wanted to be friends with him because he was from an orphanage. So, every time he came home from school, he would take the time to watch them.
At first, he did not really pay attention to each of them, especially the vocalist. He was simply amazed by the sounds, melodies, and songs they performed.