The Season of Prettiest You (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
Yeoreum arrived at the production company’s office. Using public transportation, she got there faster than expected. She entered the conference room first and prepared for the meeting. She placed a script at each seat and opened the blinds. The gloomy conference room instantly brightened up.
After catching her breath for about ten minutes, staff members began arriving one by one.
“Writer Yeoreum, you’re already here.”
“Hello.”
“You look so pretty today. You seem like a college student, Writer.”
Yeoreum gave a faint smile at the assistant director’s compliment. She wasn’t sure how she should respond.
She had just worn ordinary clothes—simply tied her hair back and put on a shirt dress. It was probably just polite praise, yet saying “thank you” still felt awkward.
“You look especially young today, Writer Yeoreum.”
Someone added another remark. Being repeatedly made the center of attention only made her more embarrassed. Yeoreum gave another awkward smile.
“Writer, you’re quite introverted, huh?”
“…Yes. A little.”
She hadn’t been like this before. When complimented, she used to return even greater praise or laugh heartily, showing all her teeth.
She couldn’t recall ever being introverted in her life, yet lately she kept hearing that description. She herself was well aware she’d become overly timid since breaking up with Taeseok.
That breakup had taken so much from her.
She resolved not to let anything else be taken away. She wanted to shake off every wound tied to Seo Taeseok and boldly begin a new life. Yeoreum planned to love her own life even more.
As soon as Director Kim of the production company took a seat, the meeting began.
“The male lead is confirmed as Cheon Ji Hyeok, and the female lead’s top choice is Yoo Young, right? She’s the former center of that girl group?”
“Yes. She scored highest in the public audition. Given our budget limitations, our casting options are quite restricted. Yoo Young has a sizable fandom and is a solid choice—though she’s slightly lacking in acting finesse.”
Everyone nodded in agreement at the assistant director’s sharp assessment. Then, gathering courage, Yeoreum spoke up.
“Yoo Young’s acting has improved a lot. She’s been seriously studying it. She’ll be completely different from her previous work.”
“Oh, how would you know that, Writer?”
“She’s like a younger sister to me. We live together.”
Lovely Rose, the girl group Yoo Young belonged to, had suffered intense internal conflict. Throughout their promotions, Yoo Young had been unilaterally ostracized until the group finally disbanded. That was when Yeoreum started living with Young, who had moved out of the idol dorm. It happened three months before Yeoreum’s breakup with Taeseok.
They had originally agreed to live together for just one month—she wasn’t sure why they were still together—but in any case, the two had become soulmates.
“What about Lee Bora’s supporting role? That’s Ruda from Lovely Rose, right? Is that okay? There were rumors of conflict between them.”
She couldn’t honestly say they’d literally pulled each other’s hair out.
“They said it was just a brief issue in the past.”
Director Lee Hongseok paused briefly, then nodded.
“Alright. Our drama lacks any real buzz from the cast—let’s use this. Having two former members of the same girl group appear as close friends is actually quite compelling. Let’s blend it well. Just tell them not to fight on set, Writer Choi.”
Yeoreum answered with an uncertain smile that she understood.
Taeseok gripped the steering wheel in a refreshed mood and drove leisurely along the national highway. He was pleased that everything was proceeding according to plan.
Thinking back, aside from Choi Yeoreum, nothing in his life had ever deviated from his plans—and now even that could be corrected, which left him quite satisfied.
He could chase after her right now, demand she account for every past mistake, and force an insincere apology out of her. But that would be mere emotional venting. That approach could never compensate him for the past two years.
She needed to pay a far harsher price. Ideally, by ruining the drama.
Whatever it took, he would make her cry and fall into despair. He intended to crush her arrogance—the foolish belief that everything in the world revolved around her. She needed to clearly understand exactly whom she’d dared to cross.
The weather was wonderful.
After days of sweltering heat, the morning air today was refreshingly cool for the first time in a while. He felt an urge to roll down the windows and inhale deeply.
‘Should I open it? Or not?’
Tapping the steering wheel with his long, firm fingers, he glanced toward the Han River. Morning sunlight shimmered brilliantly on the water’s surface. What had Yeoreum said about it back then?
She’d said it looked like the Milky Way had been unraveled. She’d also described it as scattered gemstones.
Back then, Taeseok had replied that it wasn’t the Han River shimmering—it was Choi Yeoreum.
His mood instantly plummeted. Damn it—why wouldn’t memories like this just disappear? He wished only the bad ones remained. It was utterly pathetic to be haunted by beautiful memories of a woman who’d run away.
He hastily shoved the resurfacing memory back down and refocused on driving.
He decided not to open the window. Being photographed would only take a moment, and he didn’t want news of Seo Taeseok’s whereabouts circulating on social media.
The café in Namyangju, reached after thirty minutes of driving, was quiet—a typical suburban spot surrounded by greenery, with Han River views, lawn space, and cats.
It was a café owned by a friend Taeseok often visited when he needed a discreet meeting.
Wearing a cap pulled low over his face, Taeseok climbed the stairs to the second floor and nodded toward the counter. His friend, who had reserved the entire second floor, briefly waved back.
Director Lee Hongseok had already arrived and was waiting.
“Mr. Seo Taeseok… Did you just say what I think you said…?”
Director Lee blinked, wondering if he’d misheard.
When he’d received a call from Seo Taeseok’s manager last night, he’d felt as if he’d used up ten years’ worth of luck all at once. Seo Taeseok was interested in appearing in their drama.
It had been unimaginable—someone they couldn’t even dream of affording was now reaching out to them first. Maybe even he, in some past life, had tended a humble garden plot.
He’d barely slept from drinking too much of that kimchi soup broth. What would he do with Cheon Ji Hyeok, already cast? How would he balance the budget? After tossing and turning all night, he’d managed only an hour of sleep just before dawn. Now, forcing his heavy eyelids open, he asked again.
“So what you just said was…”
“I said a supporting role, Director.”
Taeseok replied politely.
“Have some coffee. The coffee here is excellent.”
Even the simple act of drinking coffee looked like a painting. He savored his cup amidst scenery so photogenic it could serve as a coffee commercial without any adjustments.
The sunlight poured in as he lifted his cup to his lips—an absolutely breathtaking sight. Director Lee was momentarily spellbound.
‘Wait. That can’t be right. A supporting role?’
Seo Taeseok—the undisputed top actor in Korea, who’d secluded himself for two years under the guise of self-reflection and recharging.
A genius actor hailed as the perfect blend of talent and hard work. Directors who’d worked with him never held back their praise: an actor who delivered tenfold what was asked, whose fee was never wasted.
And now, this Seo Taeseok wanted a supporting role in Lee Hongseok’s drama.
The production company would probably try to kill him. He might even be beaten to death by fans before that.
“Mr. Seo Taeseok, it’s your comeback after two years—doing a supporting role just doesn’t make sense.”
Director Lee gulped down his coffee and continued, having already done rapid mental calculations.
“Please take the lead role of Kim Minjun instead.”
He quickly decided to drop Cheon Ji Hyeok. But Taeseok responded with a reproachful smile.
“I know the role of Kim Minjun has already been decided as Cheon Ji Hyeok. There’s basic decency—I can’t just take it from him.”
“But…”
“I’ll play Lee Hyunjun. That role is mine.”
He finished with another brief smile—one that felt strangely dry. On closer inspection, he seemed slightly thinner, which only made him appear more intense. Visually, he was undeniably perfect for the lead role of Kim Minjun.
Director Lee’s anxiety dried his lips.
“No, how can Seo Taeseok possibly take a supporting role? Maybe we can find another way together…”
He considered whether supporting character Lee Hyunjun was truly that compelling. He was merely a brief appearance—a college senior quietly pining for female lead Lee Seol before vanishing. An ordinary supporting role with no significant impact on the plot.
Of course, the character was described as exceptionally handsome—a sharp-minded entrepreneur radiating intellectual charisma, and hopelessly devoted in love. The more he thought about it, the more appealing the role seemed.
“Aha!”
Director Lee slapped his knee.
“We’ll revise the script! If you absolutely must play that role, we’ll significantly expand your screen time and turn it into a dual-lead drama. Since we’re doing pre-production, we have plenty of flexibility.”
Praising his own brilliant idea, Director Lee beamed. Taeseok listened silently. His lack of objection felt like agreement, so Director Lee added quickly,
“Our writer is none other than Choi Yeoreum. I’m not just saying this because she’s my junior—she’s genuinely talented. Her scriptwriting instincts are exceptional, and she works incredibly fast. Even if we delay the early schedule slightly, revising the script won’t take long. She’ll finish quickly.”
This was clearly the best solution for everyone.
But when Taeseok remained silent for a long moment, Director Lee nervously scratched his nails. He truly hoped Taeseok would accept.
“…It’s not bad.”
“Right?”
Done. He silently cheered.
“But there’s one condition.”
“Ah, of course. Regarding your fee—we’ll do our absolute best within our production budget…”
“No.”
Taeseok spoke in a low, clear tone.
“My fee can just be the standard rate for a supporting actor.”
Director Lee’s mouth dropped open. This was practically saying he wouldn’t take any money at all.
“I don’t want the writer to know I’m joining the cast. Not for now.”
Taeseok’s voice was profoundly calm and composed.
One month later. Press conference for “Hold My Hand.”
Having agreed to enter discreetly, Taeseok arrived quietly after the event had already started. Manager Hong rambled something, but Taeseok, lost in thought, didn’t hear it.
He was thinking of Yeoreum.
If she was going to leave like that, she should’ve never come back. And if she was coming back, she should’ve stayed hidden quietly. The moment her name fluttered into his ears, she’d already lost any chance of escape.
“Reporters are going to go wild, Taeseok.”
“…”
“No recent scandals or hot topics—your sudden appearance will be a huge scoop. It’ll be all anyone talks about for a while.”
“…”
“You dressed nicely, so make sure you get lots of photos. You look incredibly sexy today.”
“…”
“Boring guy. I’m off.”
Manager Hong grumbled as he walked away. Taeseok stood by the door as directed by staff. Though countless flashes and cheers would erupt any second, all he cared about was one woman’s gaze.
Yeoreum would be on the other side of this door.
This impulsive choice was entirely his own—just as her messy departure had been entirely hers.
Two years ago, she’d had her turn acting recklessly. Now it was his.
“Welcome back, Choi Yeoreum—glad you walked right into my trap again.”
Taeseok pushed the door handle firmly, opening Act Two of their story.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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