The World Star Who Seduced Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10

Yeo Woong looked at Seol Ji Oh in surprise. Han Seo Ah’s eyes also widened slightly in shock.

No, how can you say it like that? Someone might think we’re close friends!

“Oh, really? Why didn’t you tell me, unnie? That you’re close with Ji Oh oppa!”

Han Seo Ah’s eyes and tone suddenly became noticeably warmer. Caught off guard by Han Seo Ah’s abrupt shift in attitude, Yeo Woong stammered an awkward reply.

“No, we’re not really… close or anything.”

Han Seo Ah walked inside and sat down on the sofa opposite Yeo Woong. Then, her eyes sparkling, she asked,

“Since when have you two been friends?”

“Since elementary school. I used to live right next door to Mr. Seol Ji Oh.”

“Wow. Oppa must’ve been really cute as a kid, right?”

“Yeah, I guess… he was cute.”

“That’s amazing! Why didn’t you ever show it? If you had, you’d be famous too—as Seol Ji Oh’s friend!”

“Oh, no. I can’t just ride on my friend’s fame. Haha.”

Yeo Woong gave an awkward laugh while glancing nervously at Seol Ji Oh. After looking back and forth between Seol Ji Oh and Han Seo Ah, she suddenly felt stuck between them and got up from her seat.

“I’ll head out now. Seo Ah! See you on set tomorrow.”

“Leaving already? I was hoping we could go over the script together.”

Both Yeo Woong and Han Seo Ah looked startled at Seol Ji Oh’s words.

Was he really going to mention they were working together on a project?

Yeo Woong stood awkwardly, staring at Seol Ji Oh. Quick-witted Han Seo Ah quickly caught on and asked him,

“You two are working on a project together?”

“Yeah. We ended up joining the same movie. I recommended her.”

“Oh…”

Han Seo Ah’s large eyes flicked between Yeo Woong and Seol Ji Oh, then she quickly softened her expression and smiled brightly.

“If it’s a project with oppa, it’s guaranteed to be a hit. That’s great! Congratulations.”

“Thank you.”

Yeo Woong gave an uneasy smile. Having seen Han Seo Ah’s true colors, no matter how brightly Han Seo Ah smiled, it didn’t feel sincere to Yeo Woong.

“Well, you two talk. I’ll go now.”

As Yeo Woong said her goodbyes, Seol Ji Oh walked her to the door, saying, “I’ll contact you later.”

Yeo Woong left the two behind and stepped into the hallway, waiting for the elevator.

Yeo Woong narrowed her eyes slightly.

Seol Ji Oh’s gaze when looking at Han Seo Ah, the way Han Seo Ah acted cute, and how Seol Ji Oh casually accepted it all—

What’s going on? Are they dating?

Yeo Woong pondered briefly, then quickly shook her head.

Eh. What’s it to me, anyway?

The next day, Yeo Woong washed up and settled in front of the TV. It was the premiere day of “Office Trap.”

There were still about thirty minutes left before the drama started.

Feeling inexplicably nervous, Yeo Woong fidgeted restlessly and wiggled her toes. Just then, Seo Ga Ram called.

[Hey, Yeo Woong. Did you order chicken?]

“Yeah, I did. When will you get here?”

[There’s traffic, so I’ll be a bit late. Go ahead and start watching without me. Sorry!]

Yeo Woong hung up. Even though Seo Ga Ram was busy with her musical performances these days, she’d made time to come over and watch the premiere together at Yeo Woong’s place.

“Ah, it’s finally starting!”

Yeo Woong stared blankly as the endless commercials ended and the “15-rated” warning appeared on screen.

The first scene featured Han Seo Ah, her hair tied high, pulling up her stockings. Wearing the epitome of office attire, Han Seo Ah made a flawless entrance, assisting male lead Kim Sang Wook.

The camera highlighted Kim Sang Wook’s tall frame and sharp suit, more than enough to stir viewers’ hearts. As Yeo Woong smiled at the screen, the doorbell rang.

Without taking her eyes off the TV, Yeo Woong shuffled backward and opened the door.

“Hey! Has it started?”

Seo Ga Ram hurried in, quickly kicking off her shoes.

“Yeah. Go wash your hands. Let’s eat some chicken.”

At Yeo Woong’s words, Seo Ga Ram darted to the bathroom, swiftly washed her hands, and came back out. Yeo Woong, fully absorbed in the drama, moved only her hands to set the chicken on the table.

The drama currently showed Vice President “Hyun Woo” ruthlessly scolding his secretary “Ha Na.” Right after that scene would be the bar scene filmed by Yeo Woong.

As Seo Ga Ram picked up a chicken leg, she asked Yeo Woong,

“Were you on already?”

“No, I think I come on next.”

“Oh, I’m excited!”

While Seo Ga Ram tore into her chicken leg, Yeo Woong didn’t even pick up a single piece—she just stared intently at the screen.

Premiere night always made her nervous. Soon enough, Yeo Woong’s face appeared on screen.

“Hey! That’s Yeo Woong!”

Seo Ga Ram exaggeratedly poked Yeo Woong, who hushed her and refocused on the drama.

[Let’s eat and die!!]

On screen, Yeo Woong and Han Seo Ah raised their soju shots in a toast and gulped them down.

Yeo Woong held her breath, watching her own performance. Her line delivery sounded good, her timing was smooth, and she even had decent chemistry with Han Seo Ah. Most importantly, the scene flowed naturally. Only then did Yeo Woong finally relax a little as she watched.

She hadn’t realized it, but when she looked down at her knees, she found she’d been kneeling on the floor watching the drama.

I didn’t need to be *that* reverent about it.

Yeo Woong chuckled softly, sat back comfortably, and picked up a piece of chicken. On screen, Yeo Woong was singing wildly while dancing, and Han Seo Ah was somewhere in the frame doing an awkward, stiff dance.

“Wow, check out that vocal power.”

“Seriously! I thought it’d be a mess since you were dancing while singing, but it’s actually pretty good.”

“You really had fun, huh? The scene turned out great.”

Seo Ga Ram laughed heartily. Remembering the grueling filming process, Yeo Woong thought, well, for how tough it was, the scene actually came out quite well.

The short but impactful karaoke scene flashed by quickly, and then Han Seo Ah reappeared on screen, dressed beautifully once again.

As Yeo Woong watched Han Seo Ah exchange lines with Kim Sang Wook, she gazed quietly at Han Seo Ah on screen.

“She’s pretty, isn’t she—Han Seo Ah?”

“Not really. You’re prettier.”

“Whoa, what? That made my heart skip. If everyone thought like you, how nice would that be.”

“What do you mean? Our Yeo Woong is so pretty! A hundred times better than Han Seo Ah!”

“Really?”

Yeo Woong smiled warmly, as if Seo Ga Ram were the only person in the world, and tried to hug her. Seo Ga Ram playfully leaned back, shooing her away. Yeo Woong smiled, grateful for Seo Ga Ram’s kind words.

Time flew by, and soon the drama reached its final scene. Though Yeo Woong already knew the plot, she remained immersed as if she were an ordinary viewer.

When the suspenseful final scene ended and commercials started playing, Yeo Woong turned off the TV with a sigh of disappointment.

“Ga Ram, what did you think?”

“It was fun! I really think it’ll get great ratings.”

“Really? Oh, thank goodness.”

“It’ll do great! Don’t worry. Should I head out now?”

“Yeah. You’ve got your performance tomorrow, right? Thanks for coming despite being so busy.”

“Don’t mention it. Get some good rest.”

After seeing Seo Ga Ram off, Yeo Woong returned and cleared the table. While putting away the chicken and beer, her phone rang. It was her mom.

“Hey, Mom. Did you watch the broadcast?”

[Yeah, I did. The drama was fun. Jun Yi said he was tired and didn’t want to watch at first, but he ended up sitting through the whole thing.]

“Really? That’s unusual for that busy kid.”

[It made me so happy to see our daughter on TV after so long. Must’ve been tough filming lately, huh?]

“No, I enjoy filming.”

Yeo Woong hesitated a moment, then carefully began,

“I think I’ll be joining a movie soon too.”

[Oh my, really? You’ll be in a movie? Won’t you get too busy?]

“Being busy is good. Is Jun Yi doing well in school?”

[He’s fine. He’s always handled things on his own.]

“Does he have enough for living expenses?”

[Don’t you worry about that. I’ll take care of it.]

“…Alright. It’s late—go to sleep soon.”

[You too. Sleep well.]

Yeo Woong hung up. Suddenly, the empty apartment felt lonely. Her mom and younger sibling lived outside Seoul, and Yeo Woong had been too busy with work in the city—they hadn’t seen each other in over half a year.

Truthfully, her younger brother was the busiest in the family. Her four-years-younger brother, Yeo Jun, had graduated from medical school last year and was now interning at a regional university hospital.

So whenever they did video calls, he usually picked up looking half-zombie-like. Still, Yeo Woong was secretly touched that he’d taken the time to watch her drama despite being so exhausted.

Smiling faintly, Yeo Woong got up and prepared for bed.

Since she had filming tomorrow, she pulled out a sheet mask and placed it on her face. She couldn’t afford to wake up with a puffy face after drinking beer. Worried, she picked up her phone.

She only meant to check the time before sleeping, but saw several new messages.

As Yeo Woong checked them one by one, among the congratulatory messages for the drama premiere, she spotted Seol Ji Oh’s name.

[Congratulations.]

Below the concise five-character message was a link. Curious, Yeo Woong clicked it—and was immediately directed to an article.

[“Office Trap” Premiere: Who’s the Scene-Stealing Singer with Insane Vocal Power?]

Yeo Woong nearly dropped her phone. She was the article’s subject.

There was a photo of her belting out a song into a mic, along with a brief summary of the drama.

“Wow.”

Yeo Woong sat up abruptly.

This is about *me*!

Though brief, the article praised her singing ability and her comedic yet deadpan acting.

Yeo Woong couldn’t help but burst out laughing. She’d only appeared briefly, yet someone wrote an article about her! She made a mental note of the reporter’s name at the bottom: “Reporter Kim Ji Hyun.”

Holding her phone to her chest, Yeo Woong lay back down. It had been a long time since an article came out with her name in it. She felt giddy, almost like she’d been transported back to her rookie days.

Right before bed, she reopened the message to read the article one more time—but her eyes suddenly stopped at Seol Ji Oh’s name.

Ah… Come to think of it, I haven’t replied yet.

She typed “Thank you.” in the message box, but then thought it sounded too stiff and deleted it. Instead, she typed, “Thanks!”, and added a smiley emoji.

Ah… but now it seems too friendly.

After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to revert to the original formal version and pressed the backspace button with her thumb.

She kept tapping to delete—but suddenly her finger slipped. Her phone plummeted straight onto her face.

“Ouch!”

Yeo Woong screamed as her phone hit her lips dead-on. It hurt so much she grabbed her mouth with both hands and froze momentarily.

Ugh… must’ve hit the corner. It *really* hurts.

Tears welled up slightly as Yeo Woong took a steadying breath and reached beside her face to find her fallen phone. When she finally picked it up, something looked off on the screen.

Huh…? Why is the call screen open?

Seol Ji Oh?

“Eep?!”

Panicked, Yeo Woong frantically mashed the call-end button at lightning speed. She was so startled that she shot upright from her lying position.

Still flustered, she quickly checked her call log. At the very top was Seol Ji Oh’s name. Yeo Woong was stunned.

Seol Ji Oh. Outgoing call. 0 minutes 4 seconds????

Did *I* call him? When?!

As Yeo Woong stared bewildered at her phone, it rang. It was Seol Ji Oh.

Oh no!!!

Clearly, he’d called back because she’d hung up without saying anything. After holding the phone and agonizing for a while, Yeo Woong finally decided she had to answer and pressed the call button.

“H-hello?”

[Is something wrong?]

His pleasant, low voice asked with concern.

Yeo Woong couldn’t possibly say, “I dropped my phone while typing a text and accidentally called you…” so she just laughed awkwardly.

“Haha. Nothing’s wrong. I just… wanted to thank you properly, so I thought I’d call.”

[…It’s 1 a.m.]

“Oh… it’s a bit late, huh? Haha. I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. You know, people really should get proper sleep… There’s that old saying, ‘Sleep is the best medicine,’ right? Haha…”

Yeo Woong wanted to slap her own mouth shut. In her panic, random nonsense just kept spilling out.

She could feel her face rapidly heating up.