Chapter 213: Management Business Division Team 4 Leader (2)
TL: emptycube / ED: Isleidir
“Team leader! Team-team leader!”
The road manager who had been waiting for me outside ran over.
“Tell me about the situation. How is she?”
“I think she’s about to explode. The set has been an icy battlefield for hours now. The staff were causing a fuss since a while ago. I tried to calm her down with snacks, but she didn’t even give them a glance. I couldn’t handle it any longer…!”
“If you couldn’t handle it, you should have contacted me.”
He lowered his stiff hair.
“Sorry! I was threatened, no, told not to contact you no matter what. I felt like the set would be flipped upside down at this rate, so I hid and contacted you in secret. She calms down in front of you…!”
At first, he had looked like he was dreaming after being assigned to Lee Songha, but his face now looked like he was suffering from nightmares even though it hasn’t been a month.
“Uh, you are talking about Lee Songha, right? Not Son Chaeyoung?”
Chief Lee Bongjoon asked with dazed eyes as he followed us.
I sighed as I waved my hand.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes!”
I followed the road manager who quickly took the lead. As soon as I stepped onto the set, I felt like I heard ice crack. There were dozens of people here, yet it was oddly quiet. Only the sound of camera shutters interrupted the silence.
Lee Songha was covered in flowers. She buried her cheek in a bouquet of yellow freesia flowers. She slightly bit one as she smiled brightly. As soon as I saw her, I was caught by a chilly emotion. It felt like an awl was lodged in the back of my neck.
“Smile properly.”
The photographer said. Lee Songha’s lips curved even more.
“I have been smiling. For six hours.”
“So smile properly. Properly. Prop. Per. Ly.”
Lee Songha bit her lower lip at his shifty orders. Her face looked like she had endured enough and was about to explode. Clenching on the bouquet like she was about to crush it, Lee Songha lifted her gaze. The next moment, her gaze met mine.
Her surprised face instantly distorted. Lee Songha glared at the road manager. The road manager made a sound like he was being strangled. At the same time, the photographer put his camera down.
“Let’s take a break to cool our heads then come back.”
Lee Songha immediately got up and came over with steadfast steps. It seemed like she might pull out a gun from the bouquet. Chief Lee Bongjoon backed away. Lee Songha simply passed us as she entered her waiting room.
“… Did she just ignore you?”
Chief Lee Bongjoon whispered with a flustered face.
“Why is she like that? Did you two fight?”
“No.”
“Then I don’t understand? You said that this isn’t the first time she’s been causing trouble. Has the troublemaker title at our company been passed on from Son Chaeyoung to Lee Songha? While she wasn’t normal, she at least acted normally before. Why is she acting out now?”
“Team Leader Jung Sunwoo? You’re Team Leader Jung Sunwoo, correct?!”
I heard a woman’s voice. She was the editor I had met a couple times at photoshoots. She rushed over to us and clung to my arm like a lamb having found her savior.
“Father in Heaven, thank you! Team leader, please save us!”
“Sorry, Songha is not in a very good condition today.”
“That’s true. I thought so. The photographer didn’t help either.”
The editor glanced at the back of the photographer’s head before clinging onto me again.
“Team leader! It’ll be big trouble if the photoshoot today fails. A huge problem! It took considerable effort to get the dress and jewels sponsored for today’s shoot from overseas, and we won’t be able to set this up again. Could you…!”
“Please wait. I’ll go talk to her.”
Leaving the other behind, I entered the waiting room alone.
Lee Songha was sitting on a chair with her head down low. Her breathing was even ragged. It seemed like she tried to calm down the best she could as her exposed shoulders heaved up and down. When I approached her, I saw crushed, empty water bottles rolling on the floor.
“I’ll get you some more water.”
I turned around but almost fell. Lee Songha was holding the back of my knees with both hands.
“Where are you going?”
“To get you water.”
“I don’t need it.”
Her head was still way down. I fumbled with my pockets and took out a bunch of caramel that I had brought with me. She didn’t react even when I waved it in front of her eyes. On after I unwrapped one and put it in her mouth did she start to chew.
“Oppa, say my name again.”
“Lee Songha.”
“…”
“Do you want me to make an acrostic poem?”
I joked, and she answered with a sigh-like laugh. She seemed to have calmed down as she raised her head. Then she quickly took her hands off my knees.
“Sorry, I had blood on my hands.”
“You don’t have blood on your hands, and are you not feeling well?”
Lee Songha lowered her eyes.
“It’s hazy. I almost swore at the photographer. That damn b-photographer was right. Today’s concept is the innocent freesia, yet I don’t know what an innocent expression is. I’m doomed. Flowers like these no longer suit me.”