[BL] Gomtaeng Hunting Method

Chapter 12 - Part 3

I got a call from my manager, but he didn't answer. I received a call from Beomsan Lee. He was worrying about me needlessly.

- Are you really okay?

"huh. But I go back and forth between not being able to sleep and coming back too much."

- That's a sleep disorder. Go to the hospital.

"bothered... ."

Lee Beom-san sighed heavily.

"Just tell me about that person from the company you mentioned before. So what happened?"

- Well, so... .

Listening to his chatter made me feel a little better. I guess this is what good friends are like.

And within a few days, permission to go out was issued. My manager had found me a new, small job.

The content was simple. It was a short message to be used in a campaign video for rare disease patients. In total, it took less than 20 seconds. Since it had a good purpose, it seemed like my father gave me permission. Since I didn't really need a studio, I decided to film in the company's audition room.

"Oh my, our Hee-seol, her face has become half-faced. What should I do?"

The manager said fussily. My brother was very worried and was in trouble.

"Hey, you really lost weight, right? Oh, did you exercise?"

"Uh, I'm trying to take care of myself. I'm also old. By the way, you really... are you okay?"

What was the point of asking if I was okay? I suddenly felt like I was crying.

"I don't know why everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay."

"... Hee-seol."

Even after seeing his brother stiffen as if he was a little surprised, this guy's mouth didn't stop.

"I'm honestly tired of asking if I'm okay. I live in a rich family, protected by my rich father, eat well, and play hard like an unemployed person, but money is piling up in my bank account. "But what's not okay?"

"... ... ."

"Now I have to prepare for my next project. "Still, there will be people waiting, so I need to come to my senses, but I don't want to work, so I'm just sitting around."

It shouldn't be like this. What's wrong with my brother? You look like a mean Joo Hee-seol. He could only stop talking after scolding himself.

"... "I'm sorry, bro."

"No, no."

The manager waved his hand. In fact, his older brother looked more sorry. I wanted to punch myself in the mouth.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the staff came in right away and started filming. I stood in front of the camera with only simple basic makeup.

'Why does it seem like it's been such a long time?'

The lights turned on and the camera came on. I adjusted my expression and started reciting the words I had memorized.

"Hello, this is actor Joo Hee-seol. For rare disease patients... uh... ."

First, there was an NG.

"sorry."

"no. "Let's go again."

It's a very short comment, so why bother with this? I tilted my head and looked at the camera again. And the moment I opened my mouth, strangely enough, my heart started pounding.