Life is Easier If You’re Handsome

I felt great.

I had noticed it before when things happened with Yerim. After something like that, my condition was always excessively good.

Was it like an overflow of energy?

It was the end of June.
The final day of filming for True Hero.
The atmosphere on set was celebratory, thanks to the ratings of Our Fake Wedding.

"43%?! I didn’t even know dramas could break 40% these days!"
"Wasn’t it 24 episodes? I wondered why they took such a bold risk… but damn, the numbers prove it was worth it."
"If the drama is doing this well, that means our movie is going to blow up too, right?"
"Let’s aim for the number one Korean film of all time! We’re taking down Yi Sun-sin!"
"If we actually beat that… we’d be making history."

When one project succeeds, it tends to create a ripple effect, boosting everything connected to it.
That’s why everyone was genuinely celebrating the success of Our Fake Wedding.

"Maybe that’s why Donghu’s face is shining so much today!"
"Seriously, it’s glowing? He looks even... even more handsome than usual."
"It’s like looking at an enlightened Buddha… why does he seem so holy?"

That was because it was holy.
I thought to myself as I avoided Seokho hyung’s subtle, knowing gaze.

'Why is his intuition always this sharp?'

He definitely knew everything that had happened.
But the wisdom to keep it to himself?
That man was a damn serpent in the best way.

'Guess that’s why he runs the agency.'@@novelbin@@

But the lively, lighthearted mood didn’t last long.
Soon, the set was buzzing again, preparing for the final shoot.

I sat back in the van, leisurely sipping my coffee, watching the organized chaos outside.

Knock, knock.

Someone tapped on the van window.

"Hey, kid."