TL by Myoni
Edited by Myoni & Yoni
It was still crowded in front of the studio. It seemed like a very famous idol group had arrived as fans were screaming behind me.
Who is it? Fighting! Don’t starve and eat something good! I will support you…
Although there were no jobs without titles, it seemed like the light shining on the entertainment world would cast an especially dark shadow.[1]
Well, they can do whatever they want. We searched around the studio for a coffee shop.
The cold air squeezed through my dress shirt. Even when I rubbed my arms, it was to little avail. Damn. With what mind did I decide to wear a suit. Since I dreamt about the future, it could have at least told me not to wear a suit.
“Brrr… It’s cold. It’s only October, but the weather is cold all of a sudden.”
“I know, right? Seems like we’ll have to wear winter clothes soon.”
Gunyoung hunched his shoulders and stuck right next to me. This fellow not only had a kind appearance, but his actions were also affable. I met him just this morning, but I already felt like I knew him for a long time.
Well, it was better to be friendly than to waste our energy competing against each other. It was a relief he didn’t seem like that guy who would stress me out.
“Are you going to continue working?”
Gunyoung asked abruptly.
“Why?”
“Since we already started, I want to work for a long time. I think we work well together. When I worked part-time with Blackout, I didn’t get along well with the managers so it was exhausting.”
Even someone as sociable as him had people he didn’t get along with.
I hesitated as I couldn’t answer right away. My thoughts were complex. In fact, I was still dazed. However, the members seemed to have good personalities and it didn’t seem bad to work with the sniper[2], Hyunjo and Gunyoung. Although, I’d have to get to know them more. These were my first impressions.
From what I heard from my working friends, all companies have their psychos. Considering that, this environment didn’t seem bad.
“I’ll continue to work. But, I actually wanted to be assigned to an actor.”
“An actor?”
“Yeah. I wasn’t interested in being a manager for an idol group, nor did I know anything about them… If I get the chance to transfer to the actor team, I will.”
“Ahh… That’s too bad. Then let’s get along until then.”
“Sure.”
“You might even end up enjoying the idol team more.”
“Haha. I’m a man of principles, you know?”
“Let’s quickly find a coffee shop, Jungjumma of principles.”
“Hey! That’s my nickname from middle school.”
While we were chatting and laughing, we quickly found a coffee shop. Its crowded terrace indicated that it was a famous shop. Besides coffee, they had bread, cookies, sandwiches and other pastries that the girls might like, so we ordered a few of each.
While waiting for my order, I overheard two men whispering to each other.
“Did you hear about BYG? I heard they wanted another minute in their title track performance?”
“What the hell. Didn’t they already set up a special performance with another idol group from their company as a condition for doing their comeback stage with KpopCon first?
“Sugar Cats?”
“Yeah, them. But even that wasn’t enough and they asked for another minute?”
“That’s what I’m saying. That’s why they had to cut a new idol group. They didn’t have enough time.”
“Really?”
“The cut idol group. I heard that their manager spent a whole month sending the producer gifticons[3] and begging him to let them on the show.”
“Wow. These moralless bastards. Let’s see how well they live.”
“They’ll probably live fine.”
What was wrong with today. I really picked the day, didn’t I. On my first day of work, I think I thoroughly learned the laws of the entertainment jungle. I felt that there were all sorts of things going on behind an hour long program that only gets a 1-2% viewership rating.
I wondered what the group, that was filled with expectations, was doing now? If I was their manager… I’d probably had opened a few bottles of soju by now.
Holding a box full of coffee and bags of snacks, we entered a convenience store. Sausages, salads, puddings and fruits, we didn’t even look at the prices and just grabbed whatever we thought the girls would like. I wondered if this was what they meant by ‘sensibly’…