The World Star Who Seduced Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6

Yeo Woong’s eyes went wide with shock.

Did he just call me… pretty?

Unlike the flustered Yeo Woong, Seol Ji Oh looked at her calmly and asked,

“Why are you laughing?”

“Oh, it’s just… I remembered what you looked like when you were little.”

“Was I cute enough to make you laugh?”

“Uh…”

Yeo Woong blinked, momentarily speechless, and Seol Ji Oh let out a soft chuckle. “Just kidding,” he added, staring intently at her face.

“It feels kind of strange.”

“What does?”

“Hearing stories about myself that I don’t remember. Honestly, I’ve met a few people who claimed to be childhood friends, but they all turned out to be after money. So instead of talking about memories, I was too busy pretending I hadn’t lost them at all.”

Yeo Woong stared at Seol Ji Oh with a dazed expression.

There are people who scam others like that? Did he suspect me of being one of them too?

But then her head tilted slightly in confusion.

Seol Ji Oh had never hidden the fact that he’d lost his memories from the start. In fact, he’d even signed a contract asking her to help him recover them.

Why, then?

Yeo Woong asked cautiously,

“Then… why did you tell me? What if I turned out to be a bad person too?”

At her words, Seol Ji Oh let out a quiet laugh. With the corners of his lips lifted, he looked straight into Yeo Woong’s eyes and said,

“You seem… different.”

“Huh?”

Under the dim glow of the streetlamp, their eyes met. The cold winter air brushed past them. Seol Ji Oh stared silently at Yeo Woong for a moment before parting his lips.

“So I’m looking forward to it.”

Yeo Woong swallowed hard as she gazed into Seol Ji Oh’s long, narrow eyes. Hearing the word “looking forward” from his lips made her heart beat just a little faster.

Did this mean he finally trusted her?

Just then, Seol Ji Oh looked at her face and smiled slightly.

“Your nose tip’s red. Should we go now?”

They both stood up.

Before getting into the car after stepping down from the stand, Seol Ji Oh turned to Yeo Woong and said,

“I won’t be able to come back to Korea for a while. Let’s take things slowly with the memories. Good work.”

Seol Ji Oh smiled at Yeo Woong. His expression looked so stunning that she was momentarily stunned.

With those words, Seol Ji Oh got into the car, and the van carrying him quickly drove out of the school. Yeo Woong stood alone in the empty playground, staring at the gate through which Seol Ji Oh had disappeared.

“Good work”…?

It felt oddly distant.

It seemed to perfectly reflect the current state of their relationship, and a sigh slipped out from Yeo Woong’s lips.

Could they even call each other friends now?

Yeo Woong swept her cold palm once across her cheek and walked toward her own car.

Today’s scene involved a drinking session with Han Seo Ah.

After checking their blocking and running through the movements quickly with Han Seo Ah, Yeo Woong raised her glass high as soon as PD Choi gave the cue and shouted,

“Let’s drink till we die!!”

Han Seo Ah and Yeo Woong simultaneously downed their soju shots. Then Yeo Woong immediately poured another drink for Han Seo Ah and said,

“Just forget about it. Hasn’t your VP always been weird?”

“I really want to quit! Every time I hear those nasty words, I wonder if this is really how I’m supposed to live!”

“Then quit already!”

“What about Dad’s hospital bills? Who’s going to pay for Ha Jin’s tuition?”

“Ugh… fine! Just drink then!”

“Cut! Okay.”

As soon as PD Choi called “Okay,” Yeo Woong set her glass down on the table. Across from her, Han Seo Ah also put her glass down and smoothed her tousled hair.

Yeo Woong watched Han Seo Ah combing her hair. Even though they’d been filming together for a while, she still felt awkward around Han Seo Ah. Her naturally aloof aura made Yeo Woong hesitant to strike up a conversation.

Well, maybe they’d grow closer if they kept working together.

“Actors, please move. We’ll shoot the next scene.”

At the assistant director’s call, the staff quickly started clearing the table, and Yeo Woong and Han Seo Ah moved to the next set.

It was decorated to look like a karaoke room. Han Seo Ah’s expression stiffened slightly as she looked around the set. Yeo Woong opened her script. Beneath today’s scene number, only one line was written:

“Ha Na and Hee Joo vent all their frustration by singing and dancing wildly in the karaoke room.”

Though concise, visually delivering the impact of this single sentence was quite challenging.

As the assistant director explained the rough framing, Yeo Woong checked the props and blocking. Before filming began, she figured she should at least pick a song to sing, so she approached Han Seo Ah.

Since Han Seo Ah was formerly in a girl group, Yeo Woong assumed she’d handle this scene well—but up close, Han Seo Ah’s face was tightly tensed.

As Yeo Woong approached, Han Seo Ah quickly said, “Just a moment,” and walked over to PD Choi to whisper something. After listening, PD Choi raised his voice, clearly irritated:

“Han Seo Ah! If you only want to do pretty things, you should quit acting. How can you be a lead if you can’t even handle a scene like this?”

Han Seo Ah’s face hardened, and she abruptly stormed out of the set. Stunned, PD Choi slammed his script onto the floor and yelled,

“This is driving me crazy! Hey, AD!! Go get Han Seo Ah right now!”

The assistant director immediately ran off in the direction Han Seo Ah had fled. PD Choi let out a long sigh, said he’d go smoke a cigarette, and left. Yeo Woong stood bewildered in the set, where disco balls kept spinning overhead.

What… just happened?

Glancing at the chaotic surroundings, Yeo Woong figured Han Seo Ah would be back soon, so she pulled a nearby chair and sat down. She could hear other staff members muttering complaints.

“Isn’t she just refusing because she doesn’t want to sing?”

“I don’t know. Maybe she hates singing and acting drunk too. Isn’t that totally irresponsible?”

“Exactly. If it weren’t for her agency, she’d never have gotten the lead role.”

Harsh criticisms poured in. Yeo Woong was taken aback—this was all new to her.

Feeling awkward, she absentmindedly started organizing a tambourine sitting next to her. The staff around her heard the gossip but showed no reaction.

Wait… was I the only one who didn’t know?

Han Seo Ah had always been the center of her girl group thanks to her pretty face, but she’d constantly faced criticism for poor singing skills—so much so that “Han Seo Ah tone-deaf” even appeared in related search terms.

Yeo Woong guessed this scene must be overwhelming for her, since it required singing and dancing like a maniac—but no matter how stressful, walking off set was truly irresponsible.

Dozens of people were waiting just for Han Seo Ah.

When PD Choi returned, Yeo Woong hesitated briefly before walking over. A strong smell of cigarette smoke wafted from him.

“PD-nim.”

“Oh. Yeo Woong-ssi.”

“It seems Seo Ah finds singing a bit stressful. What if I handle the singing while she just does the movements for this scene?”

Instead of answering, Choi Dong Hoon let out a heavy sigh.

“I’ll work really hard! I’m actually good at stuff like this, PD-nim. Also, since Seo Ah is the lead, it wouldn’t be great if she looked too messy.”

“Ugh… seriously, you’re the only one who can do this. No matter how much they’ve invested, we shouldn’t have given the lead role away for something like that.”

PD Choi took out his phone and called the assistant director.

“Where’s Han Seo Ah? Still not back? Tell her we won’t make her sing—just come back and dance a bit.”

Yeo Woong returned to the karaoke set and sat down. Truthfully, she was fairly good at singing—she’d even dreamed of becoming a singer when she was young.

Just then, the assistant director who’d gone to look for Han Seo Ah came back into the set.

“She absolutely refuses to come out! She says she’s too hurt by what PD-nim said and can’t film anymore!”

“What?! Seriously?!”

PD Choi swore loudly and jumped to his feet. The crew nearby grew restless, whispering among themselves. Yeo Woong was just as dumbfounded—this was the first time she’d seen anything like it.

Han Seo Ah wasn’t a veteran actress or a top-tier star—was she really throwing this kind of tantrum on set?

Worried the situation might escalate, Yeo Woong got up and headed toward Han Seo Ah’s waiting room. She didn’t have a clear solution, but she figured she should at least explain what was happening on set. She knocked firmly on the door.

“Han Seo Ah! Are you okay? It’s Yeo Woong.”

When Yeo Woong knocked again, she heard muffled voices from inside. A moment later, the stylist opened the door just enough to poke her face out.

“What do you need…?”

“Oh, things are getting really bad on set. PD-nim is really angry right now…”

Yeo Woong couldn’t finish her sentence. Through the cracked-open door, the waiting room looked like it had been hit by a bomb—everything was scattered across the floor.

Seeing Yeo Woong’s stunned expression, the stylist’s eyes widened, and she slammed the door shut.

“…”

Standing in front of the suddenly closed door, Yeo Woong blinked in disbelief.

What did I just see?

A sharp voice came from inside, and soon the door opened again. Han Seo Ah stepped out, her face perfectly composed as if nothing had happened.

Yeo Woong stepped aside in surprise as Han Seo Ah walked out. Her heels clicked sharply against the corridor floor, sounding cold and crisp.

Han Seo Ah looked at Yeo Woong and spoke.

“Unnie.”

Yeo Woong’s eyes widened at the unfamiliar term.

Did she just call me “unnie”?

“You sing well, right?”

“Huh?”

Though they were similar in height, Han Seo Ah clearly looked down at Yeo Woong. She gave a small smile and added,

“I can’t, as you know. But if I let this slide, they’ll just ask me to do it again next time.”

Han Seo Ah reached out and brushed Yeo Woong’s shoulder. Her cold fingers grazed Yeo Woong’s neck, sending chills down her spine. After patting her shoulder a few times, Han Seo Ah smiled prettily and said,

“You understand what I mean, right? Anyway, thanks.”

With that, Han Seo Ah turned and walked toward the set. Yeo Woong let out an awkward laugh.

Was she just playing a power game with the PD?

No matter how big she was in the music industry, how could she act like that?

Shaking her head at Han Seo Ah’s audacity, Yeo Woong headed back to the set. Filming preparations were in full swing—but the mood remained tense.

Yeo Woong stood in front of the karaoke machine, trying to decide which song would make the scene look best. She went ahead and queued up several upbeat tracks.

As Yeo Woong added songs one by one, the crew’s gazes focused on her, and the stiff atmosphere began to ease slightly.

“Hmm. We’ll keep shooting in one continuous take, so just act naturally. Anyway, it’s not a shot that’ll stay in the final cut for long.”

Still sounding irritated, PD’s words made Yeo Woong nod before pressing the start button on the karaoke machine.

Might as well start light?

From the first song onward, Yeo Woong sang as if she were really in a karaoke room, dancing so hard her body ached.

“Cut. Okay.”

The crew applauded Yeo Woong for giving it her all.

Laughing off the crew’s playful comments about going to karaoke together after work, Yeo Woong wiped the sweat from her forehead. Han Seo Ah was also standing nearby, looking a bit tired—she must have danced somewhere in the frame.

Thankfully, today’s shoot was finally over.

When Yeo Woong got home, she collapsed onto the sofa, utterly exhausted. Just thinking about today sent chills down her spine—especially Han Seo Ah’s behavior, which had shocked her.

A power struggle with the PD? Is that how top stars protect their image?

Recalling Han Seo Ah’s bold expression, Yeo Woong shivered slightly. No matter how famous she became, she never wanted to act like that.

As an actor, you should be willing to do anything for your role. What’s there that you can’t do?

In that sense, Yeo Woong wanted to praise herself for acting so wholeheartedly today. Just as she started feeling proud, her phone vibrated.

Who could it be at this hour?

Yeo Woong picked up her phone. The caller was Seol Ji Oh.

[Want to try an audition? I found a role that suits you.]

An audition?

Yeo Woong’s eyes sparkled as she sat bolt upright. As a solo actress without an agency, even a single audition opportunity meant a lot to her.

Still surprised that Seol Ji Oh had reached out like this, she typed a reply with a sense of wonder.

[Yes!] [Alright. I’ll pass along your number. Someone will contact you.] [Thank you! Have a good night!]

Yeo Woong stared quietly at her message screen. The phrase “a role that suits you” caught her eye.

What kind of role could possibly suit me?

Had Seol Ji Oh even seen her act before?

She lay back down on the sofa. Imagining Seol Ji Oh watching her performance made her strangely nervous. What part of her acting had made him think of this role?

Holding her phone close to her chest, Yeo Woong smiled faintly as she pictured herself in this role, then that one.