Life suddenly brings two old acquaintances together, who were separated due to a tragedy. Hwang Seohyun (황 서현) meets her classmate again after so long.
Their worlds that were different for 7 years collide once again and become one. Unexpected secret...
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"Hmm, yeah. Your classmate's story sounds very inspirational." Mr. Shin agreed as I narrated to him about Sunghoon's highschool days.
"That's... That's so wholesome" Jinhyuk mumbled before burying his head into his palms, "I wish I had a friend like you." Was he crying? He sounded like he was sobbing. Him sobbing was the last thing I could expect to witness today, didn't know he could be this sensitive. I dragged my chair closer to his as I patted his back gently. He didn't say anything and let me caress his back.
"And you're saying we should make a film on it?" Mr. Shin asked, sounding confused. I nodded and I could feel Jinhyuk raising his head as I pulled my hand back.
"The problem of having a story will be solved then" others spoke.
Mr. Shin drew in a long breath, "right, But our main problem is still unsolved. We have no scriptwriter for us to write a script for this story."
I let out a sly smirk, feeling smart. "I knew you would bring this up, I've already done my assignment for that sake. If you approve, I'll set up an appointment for you with a scriptwriter my sister told me about. Her name's I think Hayoung? I forgot but she's currently in trend for her writing style." Mr. Shin slightly opened his mouth to speak but I shut him up, "the charges will be on me, don't you worry."
I expected him to be happy at what I said but it didn't seem to satisfy him much as I saw him sigh, "You don't seem to have completed your assignment properly. You forgot one thing, Miss Hayoung doesn't allow male clients."
"Then who'll go?" I looked around the studio, realizing that I was the only female working there. I cleared my throat, "do I have to...?" Mr. Shin nodded with pursed lips, making me wince.
"You should go, Seohyun!" Others cheered, deeply emphasizing on me to go and I couldn't argue with all of them, so I gave up without even trying.
"Alright- alright! I'll go." I stood up right away, waving my hands in defeat as I grabbed my bag. I looked back at others, realizing that Mr. Shin was staring at me with a confused look as I was ready to leave. "What? I need to leave early for the appointment, we can't delay it more."
I pulled out my phone on my way out of the studio, dialing Aecha's number. "Yah, Aecha, what took you so long to pick up the call?" I knew she was ready to argue but I wasn't going to listen, "Set an appointment for me with that scriptwriter within half an hour."
"What? How can I?! She's a very busy person, Seohyun." She spoke over the phone, worry visible in her voice.
"I don't care, that's your and her problem. Send me her address, it's urgent." I hung up the call not giving her any chance to complain. I've never been so eager about anything but I've always been quite stubborn about so many things.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I received a text message. I smiled at the text, it was the writer's address. And after a few minutes I received a call from Aecha. "The appointment is within an hour, it'll take you more than half an hour to get there. Behave politely with her, she's short tempered." She explained to me like a child, "and leave immediately, I wouldn't set another appointment if you miss this one."
I laughed as she hung up the call, she's pretty similar to Mr. Shin. I hummed softly as I walked, I knew today was going to be a long day but I think it'll be fine enough to endure.
I raised my head up, staring at the crowded road. Seoul is a busy and cold city, it's hard to find people you know amidst the crowd here. So many people come here for their dreams whereas, so many to earn money. So many leave their families to live here whereas, so many leave their own little cities to settle and live with their families here. But I was here for all of that. Seoul doesn't familiarize with my soul even after the seven years I've lived here, it's still not my home.
I covered my ears and lowered my gaze when I heard a familiar sound. It was a bus. I hated buses, especially when it's full of passengers. I couldn't dare to look up knowing there was a bus, my body shivered when it rushed past me. I immediately called out for a taxi and sat inside, ignoring my pounding heart.
When I could finally breath, I leant against the window and closed my eyes, "Mom and dad, I miss you.." I felt my eyelashes getting heavier and didn't realize that I soon fell asleep.
It felt like only a few minutes when I could hear faint sounds of someone calling out for me. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking and saw the driver tapping the window. My eyes darted outside, making me realize I was in a different place.
"Is it already Gangdong?" I asked and he nodded, telling me that I've been asleep for more than thirty minutes. I opened the taxi's door and came outside. I gave him the fare and thanked him as I bowed. Now, I had to look for that writer's office. Why am I even spending so much on it? I didn't know but I just felt like I needed to, his story truly is encouraging.
I wandered around the streets for fifteen minutes more and finally came across the office. Without any delay, I hurried inside. Even the bodyguards and staff here are all females, I wonder why honestly. As I walked inside, I saw the waiting area being crowded. Damn, Aecha didn't lie when she said this writer's a busy person. How did she even get me an appointment this easily? I could never do it on my own.
I sat away from others, not having the will to interact with any of them. After a while, my name was called as I stood up. I was kind of nervous to meet her, remembering Aecha's words. All famous people have a bad temper, it's not going to be that bad. I'll manage it.
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I have a bad temper too, haha but it's not that bad anyway.
