One day there was an article saying Cheonghyeon’s group was suffering because of sasaengs while doing overseas activities. Seoan asked his sisters and readily lent Yeonggyeong’s private jet.
The company was contacted directly by Yeonggyeong Group. They explained that since Yeonggyeong was also shooting an ad, they were lending it for the protection of the advertising model.
The best thing about the letter category was that neither other fans nor the celebrity could leave replies. If comments had been possible, he would have felt like he was being edited and would have quit this game quickly. Even while writing his diary, he did not forget his duty as a researcher. He kept up the observation without a break in his own way.
That observation journal that doubled as a diary for Gi Cheonghyeon ended on the day Cheonghyeon attempted suicide.
All contact related to Gi Cheonghyeon had always come to his number, but right after the collapse it seemed the agency had contacted Professor Gi directly. However, the professor said he had a conference, pushed all subsequent contact onto him, and flew off to America. A person with no blood or tears.
“Hello, this is Cheonghyeon’s manager, Lee Chang-sik. I am contacting you because Cheonghyeon has woken up.”
Not long after he received the text, a notification popped up that Cheonghyeon had uploaded a new post on Instagram.
Seoan looked over the selfie that Cheonghyeon had posted again and again. No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand. Suddenly he felt that the research subject had “changed.” He did not know why. This was the intuition of someone who had observed him for six years.
He could not bring himself to write the usual question, “Cheonghyeon, how is your day today?” If he asked how the day was now, that would make him a psychopath.
Seoan decided to wait until he had fully grasped his new research subject. After he saw the eyewitness accounts from the service center and the café, he felt even more certain. The current Cheonghyeon was definitely not the kid he knew.
A few days later, after keeping quiet, Seoan cautiously spoke to the new research subject. “Cheonghyeon, how is your day today?” The clogged words began to flow, and his fingers on the keyboard moved faster and faster.
The day after he posted, the research subject went out for a schedule.
GIDIAN. @GI_GUARDIAN | 20xx0113
#GiCheonghyeon MyHomeMyPurchase
For some reason he shines today… S2
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Gidian was always the woman who went to take photos of Cheonghyeon. From what he had found out, she was a reporter at company K. Had she not noticed anything? Her photos and comments were the same as usual. Of course, the fans’ response was clearly different from before.
It seemed new fansite masters had appeared too, since many photos from the January 13 schedule were uploaded. As he looked at each photo, again something was different from before.
When he stared holes into the photos of Cheonghyeon, the image of him looking into the camera and giving a faint smile left an afterimage that stuck in his eyes.
The other fansite masters’ photos did not feel that way, only Gidian’s felt like their eyes met. Had he recognized her and looked into the lens for her? Was that why he smiled, out of gladness?
If I revealed that I am Hyeonbaragi, would he smile at me like that too?
Seoan put off even the research projects he had been absorbed in and kept searching for news of Cheonghyeon.
His observation routine fell apart. He lost track of time and simply gazed at the photos of Cheonghyeon.
From early morning the manager was trying to wake him. “Cheonghyeon, please, let’s get up. Okay? Our Cheonghyeon, stretch and get up just once. If your face is puffy today we are in trouble because there is a shoot.”
Since he was tired, when he did not get up at all and even turned his head to fall back asleep, the manager pulled a long face.
Watching this back and forth in silence, Hando carefully lifted Cheonghyeon up and carried him to the bathroom. Although Cheonghyeon was over 180 centimeters tall, Hando picked him up lightly without so much as a groan.
When even then he still could not open his eyes, Yunwoo came over and wiped his face with a warm, damp towel and even brushed his teeth for him.
With the sharp minty scent of the toothpaste rising, Cheonghyeon barely managed to open his eyes.
“Put me dowwnn.”
With a toothbrush in his mouth, he mumbled for them to put him down, and Hando carefully set him down starting from his legs. When he staggered, apparently without strength since he had just gotten up, Yunwoo hurriedly caught him.
“Cheonghyeon, finish brushing and come out. Just put on your clothes and we will go straight to the shop.”
Even after getting into the car he kept nodding off, so Hando, who was sitting across from him, came over and set Cheonghyeon’s head, which was lolling this way and that, on his shoulder.
“Hyung, what is Cheonghyeon filming today?”
“Oh, that ‘Coincidental Love’ thing. It has to air in time for Lunar New Year, but in the middle, Cheonghyeon… ahem. Anyway, there was a delay. So there was no way to push it back. I did not want to make him film back-to-back either.”
“Wasn’t that next week?”
“The main filming is next week, but today they want a preliminary meeting. I only got the call about this at dawn yesterday. PD Son uses even the pre-interview entirely as broadcast material, so we need to dress to the nines. Today we have to think of it as the real shoot too. Hando, was yours a visual radio today?”
“Yes. By the way, is this shoot unofficial?”
“No, not that. Come to think of it, since it came up suddenly I did not get it onto the schedule board. Thanks for the heads up, Hando. I should be looking after you guys too, but I am out of my mind taking care of Cheonghyeon right now. Do well.”
Hando stared intently at Cheonghyeon’s face. His fine features filled his small face. He had heard the concept roughly.
The fresh love of college students. It made him uneasy, like a child let loose by the water.
After stopping by the salon, fresh and neat, Cheonghyeon entered the meeting room that had been reserved in advance. From the entrance it was being filmed. There were cameras set up in the hallway.
Click.
The PD and one writer were sitting at the table. And along one side the camera directors were all lined up filming him. Oh. So this was it? He could see why the manager had been pushing him from the morning. The entire production team had gathered as if for the main shoot.
“Hello.”
Cheonghyeon first greeted PD Son politely. PD Son and the main writer smiled kindly and gestured for him to sit. As soon as he sat, the PD threw out a question.
“How do you feel, Mr. Cheonghyeon?”
“Sorry?”
“It is just us here, so let’s speak frankly man to man. Well, of course Writer Eongeong is here too. Anyway. How do you feel about Ms. Yeonhee? My goal is to get a real couple out of our program.”
The level of the conversation was high from the start. Inwardly, Cheonghyeon clicked his tongue.
“I have not even met Ms. Yeonhee. Is it not a bit much to evaluate her out of the blue?”
“Oh, playing hard to get. This really will not air. I am telling you it is off the record. You are not doing this because you have a hidden girlfriend, right? All right, let us put Ms. Yeonhee aside for now and hear your ideal type.”
“I do not want to pin down anything specific. Someone who might have been a good match for me could take fright at my words and back away. And I do not want someone dragged out who happens to be similar to my stated ideal type, making things awkward for both of us.”
“The company trained you too well. Still, just one thing. Tell us one thing. At least, you know, whether you like a puppy face or a cat face, something like that.”
The PD pressed him relentlessly. In that case, it was time to cut the taut mood.
“I did not really get any training. But I dislike people like you, PD. You keep picking at me.”
When Cheonghyeon pouted and whined, the PD burst out laughing.
“Oh, I just took a hit. Eongeong, can you see my face turning red?”
The PD fussed to the writer sitting next to him. The writer covered her mouth with an A4 sheet and giggled.
“When a beauty like this says he dislikes me, wow, my heart just dropped for a moment. All right, all right. I will not ask anymore. Do not hate me, Mr. Cheonghyeon.”
Unlike the cold expression when he first came through the door, when he acted cute like a child the production staff melted. It seemed the PD knew he had been cornering him. With a groan that showed he knew when to push and when to pull, the PD spoke again amid a warmer atmosphere than before.
“Still, at least tell us what kind of person you tend to feel a liking for. We need to shoot a program and make a scenario. If you know nothing and we just shove a script at you, that is not a reality show but a drama.”
Cheonghyeon fell into thought for a moment. His ideal type. He truly did not know. He had never had a friend in his life, and the same went for a lover.
“I really do not know. Just, I like someone who looks at me. Someone who meets my eyes and listens to me. Just that much.”
“Then since I am looking you in the eyes and listening to you now, you must like me. Ms. Yeonhee will not be able to beat me.” With the PD’s glibness, Cheonghyeon gave a wry smile.
Right. This man says such troublesome things, yet because he is meeting my eyes it does not feel all that bad.
Meanwhile, on the internet, fans who were watching Hando’s visual radio were going wild.
Hyeongae @hyunpuppy: Damn it, Lunar New Year is approaching. The deathly Lunar New Year. I want to slice off the heads of the jerks who put our Strawberry Fairy on Coincidental Love.
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Yeonsanggun @kingjot: Watching Mr. H.D.’s visual radio, this woman’s heart tears apart. What are the members doing? Cheonghyeon is probably at the preliminary meeting for Coincidental Love. As soon as I heard this I screamed kyAAAAAA.
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Hyeongae @hyunpuppy: It is not pseudo-dating. It is not. But please understand the heart of a fangirl who, right after falling for oppa, has to watch him shoot a virtual dating program.
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Evian @fatherang: I wish February 4 would not come. Mr. President, please erase February 4, 5, and 6. Please. I will vote for you in the next election. Our country cannot have a president twice, but anyway I will vote for you. Please.
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