“But, what’s all this?”
As soon as I arrived at work, I saw three large boxes neatly placed in the corridor next to my desk. They were securely sealed, making it impossible to sneak a peek inside.
While idly standing next to the massive box, about to give up and sit down, Hyunsoo approached with a mischievous smile.
“What’s all this?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh, noona. Who doesn’t know about this? Try guessing once.”
“Well, A4 paper?”
“You’re just guessing roughly.”
“Since you were smirking, I figured I wouldn’t get it right anyway.”
“Saying it’s ominous, well…”
Just then, Jeongeun, who was walking towards Hyunsoo and me, intercepted Hyunsoo’s words.
“That’s fan letters and gifts that have been flying in front of Director Kim since he’s been bustling around our broadcasting station for movie preparations. Rumor has it that letters and gifts keep flying in front of Director Kim. So, every time one or two come, we’ve been collecting them, and those three huge boxes got filled up in no time. So, today, we’re sending them to Director Kim’s house in Tokyo.”
“Oh… So, you mean everything inside these large boxes are gifts from fans sent to Jun?”
“Why, noona? Are you jealous? If you are, just intercept them. Blame it on a delivery accident.”
“No, I’m not jealous at all.”
It wasn’t an empty phrase. Rather than being jealous, I was just surprised by the quantity of fan letters and gifts.
The fact that the two of them could be filled with three boxes of such overwhelming size. Moreover, this was only the amount that arrived during Jun’s short stay in Korea.
“Maybe we should post a notice on the broadcasting station’s website that Director Kim has already returned to Japan. It’s not a joke, it’s serious.”
Jeongeun’s complaint sounded sincere, not like a joke. Suddenly, I realized that Jun was now receiving such great affection even in Korea. It felt a bit overwhelming. It was a feeling of my heart swelling a bit. After all, everything inside those large boxes, regardless of appearance or size, was all love.
I sat down, gazing at the lovely boxes. Not long after, Mijeong walked by, holding a large panel. I wondered what it was. Although I was curious inside, Mijeong noticed me and diverted her course toward me.
Laughing heartily, she turned the panel she had been carrying neatly in front of me. Without realizing it, my gaze was naturally drawn to the panel.
Huh? This is…
“It’s the casting board. The production team has already set up the board with pictures of Jun, who is twenty years old, and Haru, the newly cast actors for this drama, in front of the office. Kang PD suggested that we do it quickly too.”
“Oh… I see.”
Indeed, on the panel that Mijeong showed me, there were pictures of Yoo Jihun and Park Minseo, the actors I auditioned, along with their real names and role names written side by side.
Although I didn’t have a chance to meet them separately after the audition, it was nice to see them again in photos.
During that audition, Jihun and Minseo impressively portrayed the appearance of twenty-year-old Jun and Haru in a short period, leaving a deep impression. I was already looking forward to the shooting time with them.
“Maybe we’ll put up this casting board on the first floor next to the main entrance and in our office, in two places.”
“On the first floor too?”
“That’s what Kang PD always emphasizes. Commercial appeal and promotion. Since the first floor is where people come and go the most.”
“That makes sense.”
Mijeong and I burst into laughter, looking at each other without saying anything.
After sending Mijeong, who said she would quickly install the casting board before Kang PD arrives, I sat back in my seat.
In this relaxed moment, my mind habitually wandered to Jun.
It was a leisurely morning without the rush of deadlines.
The time slot scheduled for the airing of ‘Where Is Your First Love?’ had been replaced by another pilot program, and our team had been mainly working on investigating and interviewing people who were eagerly searching for their first loves lately.
Although planning meetings were ongoing, the entire team would be involved as staff in the movie shoot, making the meetings somewhat less significant.
So, in the spare time given, I began to fill in the gap with thoughts of Jun. The morning sun was particularly bright today. I wondered if its rays reached you far away. At that thought, like Jun, who envied the sunlight and the sofa, I also envied the sunlight reaching you.
It was a morning that I wanted to reach you.
With just a light thought, longing deepened. The intense longing somehow created an earnest desire to reach you. The earnest emotion, similar to persistence, pulled down, as if suggesting there was no need to consider a rational answer, down below.
All that remained was the feeling of wanting to see you. That feeling alone was enough.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
