“What are you doing right now?”
Annoyed, I quickly sent the minors and the non-smokers outside and opened the window wide. Strong sunlight poured in, but Lim Hyeonsu didn’t seem to care, continuing to sit in her chair with her legs propped up on the desk.
She had a similar temperament to Kang Ichae from the beginning, but their actions were becoming more and more alike. They must have absorbed each other’s bad habits after they became close.
“It’s so smoky in here, and yet the fire alarm isn’t going off.”
“I purposely chose a room with a broken alarm… to smoke indoors…”
“Are you crazy?”
“It’s my building, so it’s fine. Besides, we’re on the first floor, so we can just jump out the window if there’s a fire.”
“Fix it soon.”
Why is she like this?
Lim Hyeonsu wasn’t in a good state. I always thought she was a fool, but today, she was even stranger than usual.
It was bearable after opening the window and letting out some smoke, but it was still too early to bring the members back in, so I just stood with my arms crossed and watched Lim Hyeonsu.
Instead of laughing mockingly as usual, Lim Hyeonsu took her legs off the desk and averted my eyes.
…What’s going on?
I looked at the ashtray next to her and sighed. Cigarette butts were piled up like a mountain, and several empty cigarette packs were scattered around.
“Even if you own the building, is it okay to do this indoors?”
“Is it your place to talk? You smoked here, too.”
“Shush, you have a good memory.”
“Is this a hearing?”
I did smoke her when I threatened her before. Lim Hyeonsu, who used to complain that people who quit smoking got too cocky, sighed deeply, and fiddled with a cigarette pack.
“I don’t know… I want to smoke a pack or two a day and die early. I want to live a stylish life like an artist and die quickly.”
“What?”
“People in this industry tend to highly evaluate the talent of those who die young. I’m going to shine all the way to the end and then just die. What do you think? Isn’t it cool?”
Pathetic…
Has her style completely died?
I sat down on the small chair next to Lim Hyeonsu and grabbed the armrest of the spinning chair she was sitting on.
I didn’t know what was going on, but—
Maybe I should try cheering her up.
“Don’t die. Please.”
“…!”
“I want to use your composing skills…”
Lim Hyeonsu, who had been forcibly spinning around until then, suddenly looked at me with a touched expression.
“Until the very, very, very end.”
“You fucking…”
I gently smiled and said I wanted to exploit her for as long as possible, and Lim Hyeonsu slapped my hand away and distanced herself.
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♪ • Trashy PD Surviving As An Idol ★°•
FantasySynopsis [Congratulations Seo Hoyun! You have been selected as a player in the Unknown Idol Tycoon.] The good-for-nothing PD, who is criticized by everyone, becomes a unknown idol in a parallel world. Only his younger sibling remembers him. To retu...
