TMMIB!

96

I stared at Choi Gun Young, who was swaggering in front of me, and organized my thoughts. 

Today, there were two outcomes I needed to achieve. 

“God, this isn’t what I imagined….” 

One was finding out the reason behind Logan’s impending departure, who was muttering anxiously behind me with a somewhat uneasy expression. 

Specifically, why he had decided to quit and whether it was something I could stop if I tried. 

And the second was to successfully complete the busking performance—for both my ranking and to address the situation at hand. 

Given that a sudden mission had popped up, it was clear that we wouldn’t be able to proceed with the busking unless we resolved the current conflict. 

“Anyhow, it’s our team’s performance time right now. So either you move or you wait until we’re finished. Those are your only two options. Got it? Now get out of the way. You’re annoying.” 

Since I’d remained quiet, Choi Gun Young, seemingly thinking I’d backed down, snapped at us with a sharp voice, assuming his attitude had overwhelmed me. 

“No, but this is our scheduled time that was filed properly. We have all the paperwork to prove it.” 

“We also submitted our application to Mapo District Office. I even showed you the reservation earlier. And we were here first, so stop being unreasonable!” 

From the conversation between the junior staff and Choi Gun Young, I immediately understood why the wait had dragged on for so long, and why this situation had arisen. 

Both parties had submitted performance requests to different agencies, and due to an administrative error, the times overlapped. 

We had official documents on our side, giving us legitimacy, but they had booked the spot and arrived earlier, so they had the right to claim the space. 

Whatever the situation…. 

“Excuse me.” 

“…What?” 

I couldn’t just stand by idly any longer. 

I swiftly removed the hat and mask that were half covering my face and locked eyes with Choi Gun Young. Upon getting a full look at my face, he visibly flinched. 

“What, wait. A trainee…?” 

He’d been causing a fuss about me, claiming I didn’t look like a dancer based on my eyes alone. 

“Yeah, that’s right. Let’s just talk this through, shall we?” 

Not quite what you expected, huh? 

I’ve received plenty of nasty comments because of my thug-like face, after all. 

I glanced between the startled expressions of Choi Gun Young and the junior writer, keeping my tone casual as I continued. 

“Why waste our energy? How about we just do this together?” 

“Wha-? Trainee Kim Chunyong, what are you…?” 

“From what I heard, if we both make a few compromises, we should be able to perform together just fine. It’s not our fault the permits overlapped, right?” 

“—Nonsense. You think the sound won’t clash? One side’s singing while the other side’s dancing? You think this space is big enough for that? Get your head out of the clouds!”