“Jun.”
“Yeah, I’m looking.”
Jun responded as he looked at the two approaching us from a distance.
Even though I thought about comforting Haru, who was now looking at me with a sad expression, it seemed unnecessary. The fact that she was upset right now was probably not because of those two; at least, that’s what I reasoned.
“They’re getting closer. What should we do?”
“Haru, you can leave me now if you want. Oh, but who’s going to drive?”
“Are you saying that sincerely now?”
“Come on, I’m just kidding.”
My attempt to ease her tension with a casual remark seemed to backfire. I felt Haru’s breath quickening, as if she might cry any moment.
“It’s okay. It’s not a sin for me to like you.”
Haru’s eyes, which seemed to question whether what he said was really considered a statement, pierced me. I chuckled. Now that the two of us had come close enough to hear even the whispered words, there was an intimate distance between us.
Perhaps it was because of my mood, but I could sense a momentary understanding in Jihun’s eyes as he briefly scanned my school uniform.
Of course, it was just a fleeting moment. Immediately, the composed look vanished from Jihun’s face, and I felt a slight waver in the stability he had been calmly maintaining.
Since Hyunsoo probably already knew about our relationship, the remaining question was Jihun. No, it had to be Jihun.
“The director and the writer said that their lodgings are right in front, so did you come out to see the sea together for a moment? The weather is nice, and it seems like a waste to let a day like this pass by.”
The casual greeting I was about to offer was swallowed up by confusion. Hyunsoo’s eyes, showing a determined spirit to comfort us, met my eyes that were shaking.
We had already been caught in this situation, and the intention was probably to shield us as a meeting of two healthy colleagues. However, the lines I was about to deliver… a rookie actor wouldn’t fall for such lines.
Instead, our options for a counterattack seemed to have significantly narrowed. No matter what I said, it felt like everything would be reduced to a feeble excuse to avoid the current situation.
“Ah, yes. Well, you know. This writer doesn’t have a license. In fact, it’s a place with a lot of personal memories. Killing two birds with one stone.”
“Oh, I see. I completely understand. Since you two must have built many memories together. The sea, especially, must have become a nostalgic memory.”
…I’d rather you stop talking.
“Oh? But Director, you’re still in a suit, huh? School uniform? Ah… a school uniform suits you better, right? It brings back more memories, yes.”
In the midst of speaking, he must have noticed that I wasn’t wearing a suit but a school uniform. Watching Hyunsoo awkwardly finish his sentence, my mouth was left agape in belated realization.
It would have been better if he had casually skipped over it. Due to the sudden shift at the end of his words, the attention was focused on my school uniform, and a sense of bewilderment lingered.
“…You know it well. If you’re going to indulge in old memories, let’s do it properly.”
Momentarily lifting his shoulders, Haru’s gaze, fixed on me, felt piercing.
Ha, Haru. Even if you don’t look at me like that, I understand too. If I were you, what would I say in that situation?
Hyunsoo and I, who were exchanging nonsensical words as if they were profound stories, were met with an inscrutable smile from Jihun as he looked between us.
“Oh, by the way, that’s the school uniform. The one Jun wore when he was twenty. I’ll recognize it right away because I wore it during today’s shoot.”
“…”
“Director, you seem to suit it better than me. Well, it’s natural. After all, you’re Director Kim.”
The tone of accepting that the real Kim Jun was me and not him resonated significantly in my chest. Jihun’s eyes, which did not avoid my straightforward gaze and held it, conveyed an inscrutable, cold look.
“Oh, Writer. Since you’re wearing it like that today, would anyone believe that you’re twenty? You look too cute.”
Jihun exaggeratedly reacted while looking at Haru with a loving gaze, as if to say, “When did this happen?” I tried to force a hollow laughter at Jihun’s somewhat absurd lines. Still, I had swallowed that breath. It was because I recalled Haru’s complaint about me treating Jihun as a man, not a director. The swallowed sigh made my chest feel even more stifled.
“No one would believe that you’re twenty, even if you say so. Mr. Jihun, please tell a more realistic lie, even if it’s a lie.”
That’s why it was natural for Haru to pass over Jihun’s recent comment as if it were nothing. Such suspicions were only this much. It seemed like I was the one being overly sensitive and fixated.
Well, lately, Jihun’s gaze at Haru seemed to hold more than just the emotions towards a scenario writer encountered at work.
Well, Haru, I’m your boyfriend before being a director. It’s impossible for me to casually overlook it like you do.
“I believe him.”
“Huh?”
“I believe that this writer is twenty. He’s too cute.”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
