In case that guy causes an accident, he stood next to the director, ready to request an immediate recording stop.

“Now, it’s time for the Q&A that fans have been waiting for! Please choose a question you like!”

“I like this one.”

Taeseok picked up a piece of paper.

“Ask me this question.”

“Oh! Surprisingly, it’s a simple question. Seo Taeseok, which season do you like…”

“Summer.”

…Crazy guy. Swearing with his mouth shape, Director Hong glared at the stage. Taeseok pretended not to see.

“I like summer. After all, isn’t summer the best among the seasons?”

“That’s right! I also really like summer. What do you like most about summer?”
Taeseok slightly narrowed his sharp eyes and smiled gently. It was a genuine smile that didn’t often appear in public situations. Several camera directors captured the scene and called for a cheerful retake.

“Beautiful.”

“…Yes, yes?”

“I like it because it’s beautiful. Summer. I mean, isn’t that season so beautiful?”

“Oh…”

The unexpected answer left the reporter momentarily perplexed, and there was a brief silence in the audio. The reporter, who had been fidgeting with the cue sheet, discovered something and widened their eyes.

“Oh! It seems Seo Taeseok’s preferences have changed a lot! Records from eight years ago show that you answered ‘winter’ in an interview. What charms do you find in summer and winter, respectively?”

This time, Taeseok paused briefly. He found his past self, who had given such superficial answers, quite pathetic.

“What did I say back then?”

“Huh?”

“I’m curious about a more detailed answer.”

“Oh! According to the records, you mentioned that summer is hot, humid, and uncomfortable…”

“I was stupid.”

Sighs from Director Hong were heard in the distance. He wiped his face with his hand, then scratched his head again.

“I probably didn’t know the charm of summer back then.”

“Oh, by the way, the name of the writer of the recently concluded drama ‘Hold My Hand’ is also Summer! Can we consider this fate as well?”

Fate.

Fate deepened, and they had already become lovers.

Receiving a question about summer in this setting made the depths of Taeseok’s throat already itch. Regardless of his will, some words were about to pop out. For example, something like, “Choi Yeoreum is my everything.”

How relieving would it be to say seriously that he’s considering marriage?

Indeed. Should he just go for it?

“Let’s take a break for a moment.”

The director, who had been whispering with Director Hong for a while, finally raised his hand. Director Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Taeseok had a face as if he had chewed on something nasty. The two had a short private conversation.

“Hong Minwoo. I really want to curse you right now, but I’m barely holding it in.”

Director Hong’s mouth hung open. Taeseok was saying everything he wanted to say. Who is cursing whom? There’s no such thing as tit for tat like this.

“Hey, it seems like being a director is quite idle. You even follow an entertainer to a shooting location.”

Taeseok opened his eyes.

“Don’t come from tomorrow. I don’t want to see your face. Young Hoon can handle it alone now.”

Despite Taeseok’s objection, Summer was facing Jinsihu again. The location was still the modest production office, but due to him suddenly presenting a bouquet, the atmosphere became even brighter than before.

“Today, there are no double bookings with Seo Taeseok, right?”

Summer must not know how many people he grilled to recreate this setting. He came out only at the request of the president of the production company. Someone asked him to meet someone, but he didn’t know it would be Jinsihu.

He felt awkward as he had already declined the meeting.
“I wish you’d finish what you didn’t say before.”

Jinsihu. An actor two years older than Taeseok. Tenacious but quite gentle, not exactly carefree. In fact, if it weren’t for Taeseok, the meeting might have been more comfortable.

But what can you do? His ears were already full of Taeseok’s nagging that had been going on for a week. How Jinsihu met and dated so many women, how the women changed frequently…

“Writer? Are you lost in thought?”

“No, I’m sorry. Yes, let’s finish the unfinished talk from that time. I’ll go first.”

Summer opened her mouth.

“I’m considering the next project, but nothing is certain yet. I’m thinking about a romantic comedy, also planning a historical drama, but it takes a long time for research.”

“Sounds good. Historical drama. I really like that. Let’s go with a historical drama, Writer.”

Summer awkwardly smiled.

“I don’t want to limit my creativity by deciding on actors beforehand. I’m sorry, but can we meet again after the outline is a bit clearer?”

“Meeting Jinsihu again?”

He’ll go nuts.

For protection, the nature of the security team he hired for protection has changed slightly, and now they feel like Taeseok’s eyes and ears. Well, why not? Dealing with a wolf-like guy is also an important task.

“Ha. That hyung is persistent.”

Taeseok inevitably headed to the production office as soon as the interview was over. This time, he was determined to say it outright. That Choi Yeoreum is his woman. It’s troublesome because Summer doesn’t give in, making things complicated.

Before getting off, he was already impatient. So, he couldn’t look around. Unlike usual Taeseok, he didn’t notice a small lens he would have caught without missing it, and he rushed into the building.

Click. The shutter was pressed.

In the farthest parking space was a small compact car hiding like a shadow. The man muttered anxiously to himself.

“She’ll definitely come out with Writer Choi… Please. Just one shot.”

He wet his parched lips with saliva.

“They’re dating. It’s been a month already without sleep…”

Five minutes later, Taeseok came out with Choi Yeoreum for real. He had his arm around her waist with a very angry expression. Despite the bright daylight, he didn’t pay much attention and shouted something.

The woman playfully covered his mouth as if she didn’t want to hear it, and Taeseok, pushing her hand away, lightly kissed her lips. Then, he naturally put the woman in the car first and disappeared.

It was a moment.

“Wow. Did I pull this off…?”