My Perfectly Flawed (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“Oh, Director! Doesn’t this person look exactly like Nam Yu Jin? I was so surprised that I just…”
The arm that seemed it wouldn’t let go even if she died suddenly dropped with a sharp snap, pulled away by a simple motion from the man behind her.
The drunkard’s vaguely unpleasant, unfocused grin instantly froze on his face.
The man, radiating a faint sense of displeasure, looked at the intoxicated man and said flatly,
“Where exactly are you grabbing?”
“Huh? No, I just wanted to talk for a moment, but he tried to run away.”
“In this day and age, if you grab someone who clearly doesn’t want to talk, you’ll get dragged to the police. You seem like someone who should know better.”
Yu In, who had unintentionally gotten caught between them, couldn’t hide her bewilderment as she watched the two continue their exchange so naturally.
It was bewildering enough that this man had suddenly appeared out of nowhere—but what was this bizarre coincidence that this drunkard and his apparent companion showed up just now?
While Yu In stood flustered, stuck awkwardly between the two, the man’s gaze drifted from empty space to her flushed wrist, and his expression tightened slightly.
Soon, a sharp, low voice slipped from his smooth lips.
“The director inside was looking for you. Go ahead.”
“Huh? Right now? Oh, then maybe I should just go to the restroom first—”
“No. You were told to come right away. He’s heavily intoxicated—it’d be best to go quickly.”
“Oh… um, okay… then.”
Under that commanding firmness, her alcohol-flushed face couldn’t move as she mumbled a reply.
Before leaving, he glanced briefly at Yu In, who was standing close to the tall man, and offered a quiet apology before staggering away.
Only when the footsteps echoing down the hallway faded completely did a sigh, almost like a groan, escape from Yu In’s throat, still wrapped in tension.
Her body, suddenly drained of strength and swaying, was steadied firmly from behind by the man, allowing Yu In to barely keep her balance.
“Nam Yu In. Are you okay?”
“…”
“Nam Yu In?”
“…That’s speaking informally, you know.”
At her belated, slightly petulant remark, a faint smile bloomed on the man’s previously stiff expression.
“Every time I see Nam Yu In, she’s always in trouble. I wonder why that is.”
Yu In wanted to ask the softly smiling man instead:
Why did he always appear out of nowhere whenever something like this happened to her—solving it instantly? Why did he suddenly show up and stir up every memory she’d carefully buried deep inside?
But her dry mouth, parched from tension, failed to respond in time. The man simply smiled faintly as if he understood everything, and stared straight at Yu In.
His dark eyes drifted slowly across her face like a gentle caress, sliding down her slender shoulders, her arm, and finally resting on her wrist.
“How’s your wrist? It looks pretty swollen.”
“…I’m fine.”
“Don’t you need to go to the hospital?”
“It’s not that bad.”
“Really?”
He carried on the conversation as if they’d just parted ways yesterday, so naturally that Yu In found herself answering without thinking.
Not only that—his large hand, supporting her so she wouldn’t collapse, and the warm heat radiating from his chest against her back felt so normal she didn’t even sense anything out of place.
Perhaps that was why Yu In began to feel her startled nerves slowly calming down—and, oddly enough, realized she was drawing comfort from this man.
The moment she recognized that uncomfortable truth, Yu In started squirming slightly, nearly leaning into him.
“Right, so… could you please let go of me now?”
Yet instead of loosening his grip on her shoulder, the man tightened it further and tilted his head toward her.
“Are you really okay? Your face is completely pale.”
Yu In gave a small nod. Even after answering, the man frowned slightly in dissatisfaction and leaned closer. Yu In tried to pull back as far as she could—but she was still well within his embrace.
Seeing her trapped helplessly between advance and retreat, the man suddenly made a suggestion.
“Come with me for a moment.”
“Huh? Where? Right now?”
As if he hadn’t even intended to wait for an answer, the man ignored her question, gently pushed her forward from behind, and started walking.
He paid no mind to the sound of her sneakers dragging across the floor, quickly sliding open a door whose color differed from the other standard rooms.
Inside wasn’t a dining area, but a clean, neatly arranged waiting room—and Yu In was ushered inside regardless of her will.
“Wait, hold on! Where is this… what is this place!”
“Sit down.”
He pushed Yu In onto a nearby chair and pressed down firmly on her shoulder so she couldn’t rise.
“Right now, your face looks like you’re about to collapse at any second—so sit and calm down first.”
“I’ll handle that myself. You don’t need to go this far.”
“What are you talking about? I rescued you—I have to see it through to the end.”
The man, leaning down with his hand still pressing her shoulder, blocked her view again with that half-teasing expression from earlier.
Seeing his straight eyebrows lift slightly—as if he had no intention of backing down—Yu In finally let the tension out of her half-raised body and leaned back against the chair.
It was true: she’d been so startled and stiff that her legs genuinely couldn’t support her properly.
Though she felt deeply uncomfortable being alone with this man again under such absurd circumstances, she decided it was fine—just for a moment. Somehow, she had developed a strange trust that he wasn’t like that drunkard who’d tried to harm her.
Besides, if she returned to her sister looking like this, she could already picture Yu Jin forgetting who she was in her excitement and causing a huge scene while vowing to find and punish the person who’d done this to her little sister—just the thought gave Yu In goosebumps.
“Do you need anything?”
The man, fiddling with his phone, asked casually.
“No, I’m fine. You can go ahead and leave—I’ll stay here alone.”
“Who did you come here with?”
His unexpectedly blunt question followed her thin, slightly irritated reply.
Yu In, her eyes listlessly rolling, hesitated in answering—but seeing his expression looked utterly indifferent, she spoke honestly.
“…My older sister.”
The man, who had been looking at his small screen, now gazed down at Yu In with deep, unreadable black eyes.
“Just the two of you?”
“Yes.”
“Have you finished eating?”
“Yes.”
“Then shall we head home now?”
“No, but… why do you keep interrogating me like this ever since last time?”
Yu In realized belatedly that she’d been obediently answering every question—and let out a hint of irritation.
As if he’d finished whatever he’d needed to do, the man tossed his phone onto the table and gave a soft, gleeful laugh, his long eyes crinkling.
“Well then, why do you keep answering so faithfully? Makes me want to ask even more.”
“Is that my fault?”
“Then is it mine?”
“You could just stop asking.”
“If you don’t like it, Nam Yu In can just refuse to answer.”
What was he even trying to do? Yu In gave a resigned snort, utterly dumbfounded by his childish behavior.
Separate from the trust she’d developed, this man was selfish, unreasonable, and clearly a waste of her energy the more she engaged with him.
She glanced down at her knees, hoping her weakened legs would soon return to normal—when the man, whose lips hadn’t stopped curling in amusement, suddenly asked,
“Nam Yu In, don’t you have anything you’re curious about? I’ll answer anything.”
“No.”
“Hmm… why not? We’ve already met three times now.”
When she simply rolled her eyes at his disappointed-sounding remark, his expression remained relaxed—the gentle curve of his lips showing no sign of being upset or annoyed.
He was truly unpredictable—an odd, mysterious man she couldn’t figure out at all.
Unable to tell which part of him was genuine, Yu In decided to leave even that as a question mark,
just like the memory of this man, which occasionally stirred beneath the surface during the passing spring, despite being buried so deeply.
Unfortunately, they’d met again today as if by coincidence—but this time would surely be the end. She wanted to remain nothing to him: no name known, no address learned, just strangers passing by.
Whether he sensed her thoughts or not, the man—who had been watching her small head turned away with a playful smile—removed his hand from her shoulder, leaned casually against the table, and spoke softly.
“Have you been doing well lately?”
“…Yes.”
“What have you been up to?”
“Just… going to school…”
“University? Which one?”
“Sunhyun University.”
As soon as she said it, Yu In realized how foolish she’d been—once again answering his questions obediently.
“Ahh…” she let out helplessly, her anxious eyes darting around—making the man burst into clear laughter, his black eyes sparkling with amusement.
Hearing his pleasant, low chuckle, Yu In quickly turned her head away, trying to hide her burning, embarrassed face.
“Are you mad?”
“No.”
“Then look at me.”
“Why? I don’t want to.”
Her refusal was the clearest, most resolute thing she’d said so far.
After that, the man said nothing—and the room fell so silent they could barely hear each other’s breathing.
Then, without warning, his long fingers gently reached for her chin and softly pulled her face back toward him.
“Says who?”
“Ah, seriously—”
Just as Yu In, startled by the unexpected touch, tried to push him away, she froze for a moment.
The bright light above the man’s head blinded her temporarily, leaving her unable to see clearly.
As her vision slowly returned, she saw his perfectly neat vest and tie, and his face—relaxed, smiling lazily—came into sharp focus.
The question of why he was smiling vanished in an instant, replaced by the overwhelming sight of his harmonious, almost artfully crafted features.
Beneath his languid eyelids, his obsidian-like eyes gleamed quietly, radiating an inexplicable force that made it impossible to look away.
For several seconds, Yu In could only blink, entranced—until a cool hand lightly brushed her heated cheek.
“You’re running a fever, Yu In.”
His voice, deeper and slightly husky, clung thickly to her ear.
Startled by the strange, unfamiliar sensation so unlike his usual tone, Yu In snapped back to her senses—flustered and embarrassed.
It was just like that time before—standing under the dawn streetlight, completely charmed by his brilliantly out-of-place smile.
“Why do you keep touching other people’s faces like that?”
Sharply pulling her hand away with sudden wariness, Yu In pushed him off—and the man easily let go.
After shooting him one last resentful glare and turning her head away, Yu In bit her lip tightly, overwhelmed by a deep unease rising from within.
Whenever she was with this man, she couldn’t shake the feeling that the straight, unwavering path she’d walked until now was slowly, steadily veering off course.
To Yu In, that was an extremely fatal—and very bad—omen.
“Seems you’re doing better now.”
“I’ve been fine since earlier.”
Despite her sullen tone, a faint smile lingered at the corners of the man’s eyes.
“Check your wrist tomorrow—if it’s still bad, go to the hospital.”
“It’s not serious enough for that.”
“Don’t be so sure. You’re not a doctor, Nam Yu In.”
Though his tone suddenly turned stern, Yu In refused to look at him.
Watching her pout silently in petty protest, he gave a quiet chuckle and said,
“Let’s go. I think your sister’s probably waiting.”
Relieved to hear those words, Yu In wordlessly jumped to her feet, quickly walked across the waiting room, and opened the door—somewhat roughly—stepping into the hallway.
The man followed her out and walked silently beside her down the corridor the entire time.
Having left her phone behind, Yu In had no idea how much time had passed, so she hurried her steps. As she gradually pulled ahead, the man walking quietly behind finally spoke.
“Nam Yu In. Aren’t you going to thank me again today?”
“…”
“Really not going to?”
“…Thank you.”
Though she offered the words without meeting his eyes, the man still smiled faintly, his elegant eyes crinkling gently.
“But words won’t be enough to repay me anymore—what should we do?”
“Huh?”
Yu In gave him a blank stare—the man whose very existence felt absurd, and whose every utterance clung to her like a splinter under her fingernail.
Lightly brushing off her expression, he reached into his jacket pocket, pulled something out, and placed it firmly in her hand.
“If you’re truly grateful, contact me.”
“There’s really no need to go that far…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Yu In furrowed her brow slightly and looked down at the pale blue slip resting in her palm.
Her eyes instantly widened, almost popping out of their sockets.
Staring intently at the small, stiff piece of paper, Yu In stood utterly stunned.
Seeing her shock, the man smiled wryly, then patted her stiff shoulder gently.
“You must. I have something I need to say to you, Yu In.”
“…”
“I’m going. See you next time.”
Yu In couldn’t bring herself to watch him walk away—the small business card he’d pressed into her hand held her gaze instead.
On that crisp, blue paper, written in elegant cursive, was the company name.
And that company was one Yu In knew all too well.
Do Gi Yeon, Executive Director of Ilrang Entertainment.
Ilrang Entertainment was the agency of her older sister, Nam Yu Jin.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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