Chapter 35: The Moment Your Talent Buds (2)
TL: emptycube
“Why do you like this role?”
“I feel sorry for her.”
She was right. This Jung Haewon character was pitiable and had a lot of thorns.
She grew up in an unfortunate household, and she studied day and night with the determination that she would succeed with her own power, got accepted to a good university and even used her income from her part-time job to study overseas.
She was a woman who would make one think that it was about time for the world to reward her for her efforts. However, there was one problem with her. It was that she would occasionally see what others couldn’t, ghosts.
It would have been best if she simply ignored them, but she was so afraid of ghosts that she would freeze on the spot even if she caught a glimpse of their shadow. She tried her best to overcome this fear, but it was all for naught.
Because of this problem, she eventually walked out of a large company she worked for on her own and met the main character while working as a freelance interpreter.
“You like this role because you feel sorry for her?”
“Even though she tries so hard, it doesn’t work out well and she has a difficult time. But since the drama ends with everyone happy, it must mean she is happy in the end.”
“Ahh.”
“I want to see that.”
She said as she carefully patted the synopsis.
“Then do you want to try Jung Haewon’s lines in the outline?”
I said passingly, but Lee Songha flinched.
It was the same expression she had when I told her to try acting.
Goddamn trauma. The acting teacher bastard. I won’t let you go, seriously.
“Songha, I don’t know what kind of words that acting teacher said to you, but you are definitely not bad enough to be called terrible. Do you know how many episodes of dramas I’ve seen and how much money I spent on movie tickets? If I couldn’t tell if someone was terrible at acting or not after all that, then I would have already quit being a manager.”
“Ah…”
“Try reading it once without any pressure. I’m the only one here.”
I tried to persuade her with my gentlest voice.
Hesitation slowly faded from Lee Songha’s eyes, and her pretty lips moved. While tension and silence hung in the air, I didn’t urge her and stared at the lid of the muffin box.
Then…
“I get your circumstances, but I can’t do it.”
Her voice was so quiet you would have to perk your ears to listen.
“First, I really dislike cats. Also, I extremely hate ghosts. I’d rather strangle myself than stick next to a cat ghost and interpret for it.”
My mouth opened without knowing.
Instead Lee Songha, who had finished off a muffin just now, I heard the tired voice of a woman in her mid-twenties, cold and thorny, yet unable to fully conceal the dejection and resignation in her voice.
You couldn’t say that she was acting properly.
In a quiet voice that you couldn’t hear if you were a few steps away, she had simply read a few short lines… But even then, it felt like Jung Haewon was sitting in front of me instead of Lee Songha.
How could this be possible?
If an actor acted in front of your eyes, would they all be like this?
Or was it… that I was witnessing the moment someone was budding her outstanding talent?
She looked at me as if she felt my gaze.
I jumped to my senses and said,
“Songha.”
“… Yes?”
“You’re good at acting. Really good. No matter how I look at it, I think that rather than dancing or singing, although you aren’t really bad at them either, your talent leans more towards acting.”
Ah, I did it again.
Unfiltered words came out due to my excitement. But it couldn’t be helped because, unless my eyes were shit, really shit, there was no doubt in my words.
She was great at acting.
What would Lee Songha’s acting look like once she was properly prepared? Even imagining this heightened my expectations.