RCSSS Chapter 7

༺ Requesting Cloud Support from a Shooting Star – 7 ༻

 

  “Who, who? You?”

 

  “No.”

 

 Kyung Seo clicked his tongue. Seeing Woo Jin’s confused expression, Kyung Seo added an explanation.

 

  “The ingrate has finally broken his silence.”

 

  Ingrate. Woo Jin came to a realization with that word, involuntarily rolling his eyes. Regardless of whether the manager was surprised or not, Kyung Seo, tapping his handsome forehead with his hand, hastily held out his smartphone. An SNS post from someone was on the screen.

 

  hhwoogie_

 

  ♥ My fans, it’s been a while.

 

  I’ll be doing a live stream at 8 tonight.

 

  The person in the photo, a man with a cap pulled low to hide his face, was sitting in a quiet café. In front of him, a half-drunk Americano was placed. It seemed like a picture taken by someone accompanying him.

 

  Woo Jin, who was driving, couldn’t examine the screen properly, but Kyung Seo quickly pulled the phone back to himself, seeming as if he didn’t intend to show it in the first place.

 

  “Darn, it was posted quite a while ago but I didn’t notice because I was working. Who took it? Fans are burning with curiosity, and he has time to hang out? Is he crazy? Bro, I don’t have a schedule at 8, right? Even if I do, please postpone it, please! You know how desperate I am, right?”

 

  “……There are no more schedules for today.”

 

  “Really? Please drop me at the dorm right away. Don’t call me in the evening! If you have something to say, send an email. I’ll keep the email window open.”

 

  Kyung Seo, who had impactful and strong facial features even when he spoke normally, shouted at Woo Jin while nudging him.

 

  Woo Jin glanced at Kyung Seo with a cloudy look in his eyes, then nodded. Even if you added up all the voices Kyung Seo used in the studio earlier, it wouldn’t have been as loud as this.

 

  Having received a response from his manager, Kyung Seo immediately withdrew his gaze and bent over his chair, vigorously typing on the keyboard. His face looked stiff with anger, then suddenly he grinned, and then his face crumpled again. Woo Jin, who was glancing at such Kyung Seo through the mirror, secretly sighed.

 

  The quiet and taciturn Cheon Kyung Seo. Cheon Kyung Seo, who at the age of twenty, distanced himself from the internet?

 

  “Ah, everyone should know about that jerk…”

 

  Woo Jin muttered under his breath. The public was all being deceived. If they knew the ‘real’ Kyung Seo, they would all be turned upside down. Just like when Woo Jin became Kyung Seo’s manager and learned the truth.

 

  That the handsome and promising young actor, who was considered the top of his twenties, was none other than…

 

  “Ah, Sung Hee-wook! Really, what is there to…”

 

  If they knew he was an idol fanatic.

 

  Woo Jin heaved a big sigh. Just as the car stopped at a red light, he leaned on the back of his seat and glanced back.

 

  “What’s so great about him? You may not know his face well, but you must be at least a thousand times more handsome.”

 

  “Be quiet, hyung.”

 

  “Well, I guess even if it was a really pretty girl, you wouldn’t be bothered.”

 

  Moreover, Kyung Seo was not even a fan of girl groups. Regardless of whether his manager clicked his tongue, Kyung Seo saved a photo that was posted a while ago several times.

 

  “Sung Hee-wook is the ‘real’ thing.”

 

  Actor Cheon Kyung Seo, in fact, whose real name is Yu-kyung Seo, was… a hardcore fan of ‘Two Planet’, the boy group that chose to disband due to the pandemic.

 

  ＊＊＊

 

  In an apartment complex in Gimpo, Kyung Seo, who had entered through the parking lot entrance, pulled his mask a bit higher. He immediately got into the elevator and pressed the button for the 20th floor. The luxury apartment where many celebrities lived was shiny from floor to ceiling.

 

  Kyung Seo, who got off at the 20th floor, hurriedly entered the entrance password and opened the door. In the quiet house with no one else, he took off his shoes, and while walking down the corridor leading to the living room, he unbuttoned one button of his shirt.

 

  The house was too large for a twenty-year-old man to live alone, but it was of a size that would receive comments of being appropriate or even modest for a successful young celebrity.

 

  6:30 PM. There was still an hour and a half left until 8 o’clock. Kyung Seo, who was dithering in the living room, eventually moved to the bathroom.

 

  “I’m going crazy.”

 

  Murmuring lines like a cool male protagonist who only has eyes for one woman despite being a cold-hearted chaebol, Kyung Seo stepped into the shower booth.

 

  He received the water pouring fiercely from the ceiling onto his forehead, closing and opening his eyes tightly. Even if he took the icy water squarely on his head, he still felt like he was in a dream.

 

  Sung Hee-wook. He had appeared.

 

  “What have I been doing…”

 

  Kyung Seo glared at the empty bathroom wall. He happened to go see ‘Two Planet’ and fell for the leader Hee-wook. He wasn’t the most handsome member, nor was he a member with a particularly strong personality, but he shone the brightest in Kyung Seo’s eyes.

 

  The kind words he would give each time they met, the thrill of reading letters I wrote and responding to them, were exhilarating.

 

  He liked him more and more each day. He did anything for him with a burning fan spirit. He wrote supportive comments, streamed on various music sites when new songs were released, saved his allowance to participate in lunchbox support. If there was anyone insulting him anywhere, he would rush to retaliate two or three times more.

 

  It was all enjoyable. He felt a sense of belonging and usefulness for the first time in his life just from supporting someone. So he wanted to stay by his side for a long time.

 

  “Ha…”

 

  Kyung Seo, who had finished his shower and wiped off the water, stepped out. After putting on a bathrobe, he sat on the black leather sofa with wet hair.

 

  Staring sharply at the clock hand pointing at 7, he got up again and dragged a table over. Kyung Seo, who had placed a stand on the table, put his phone on top of it.

 

  Although there was still quite some time before the live broadcast began, he had finished preparing to watch. In the house equipped with only the minimum furniture, in a space made up of only white and black, Kyung Seo let out a heavy sigh.

 

  “Since I’m watching, I might as well watch it on a big screen.”

 

  He, who had been aimlessly tapping on the armrest of the sofa, turned on the TV. He connected his phone via Bluetooth and familiarly accessed the video site. Without having to search, ‘Two Planet’ related videos appeared one after another on the main page of the video site, accessed via his second phone, known only to his closest associates, including his manager.

 

  A performance video from 6 years ago, the year when Kyung Seo first saw Hee-wook, happened to be featured on the main page. He was drawn to it and played the video.

 

  “One, two, three! Hello! We are Two Planet.”

 

  Following Hee-wook’s shout, the members bent their waists to greet. Hee-wook, who raised his head, was caught close-up by the camera. He was drenched in sweat as it was after a performance.

 

  His hair and eyelashes, wet with sweat, sparkled in the stage lights.

 

  “Please love us forever!”

 

  At his cheery comment, Kyung Seo bit the edge of his nail.

 

  “After you’ve run away.”

 

  Forever. He murmured the two words to himself.

 

  “What is forever?”

 

  In a somewhat uplifted tone, Kyung Seo muttered the bitter sentence and continued to watch a few more videos. There was nothing new discovered, all were videos watched multiple times, but he watched them as if seeing them for the first time.

 

  Then, he was startled by the alarm sound he had set in advance and checked his phone. It was 3 minutes to 8 o’clock. Kyung Seo, who hurriedly stood up, brought a cup of ice water.

 

  As promised, Hee-wook started the live broadcast. It was five months and two weeks since he had been out of touch. Wetting his dry lips with water, Kyung Seo stared intently at the TV screen.

 

   Hee-wook appeared awkwardly filling the screen.

 

  “Hello. It’s really been a long time, hasn’t it? I’m sorry.”

 

  Despite seeing him for the first time in a while, Hee-wook hadn’t changed. No, rather, he seemed to have returned to his old self.

 

  Just after his discharge, his short black hair and noticeably skinny cheeks looked strange. But now Hee-wook’s hair was red to the roots, as if it had been dyed recently. He looked similar to when he was active.

 

  “I will try to visit you more often in the future.”

 

  “What effort are you going to make? Without a team.”

 

  Kyung Seo anxiously chewed on the ice that entered his mouth. While he was glad to see his most favorite person, who had been missing for a long time, he was also worried. The team had disintegrated, and the agency had closed down. He felt helpless as a fan, not knowing what he, who did not have a company to belong to, would do in the future.

 

  “……Regardless of how I reach out, please always remember that my ultimate destination is the stage.”

 

  As if he heard Kyung Seo’s muttering, Hee-wook calmly uttered. Kyung Seo flinched for a moment.

 

  After that, Hee-wook laid out minor updates about how he had been and what his current interests were. He occasionally responded to fans’ comments. Kyung Seo, who had been just quietly listening, also left a comment.

 

  [YK_woogie: I’ve missed you!!ㅠㅠ]

 

  Hee-wook, who was examining each comment coming up slower than before, gave a faint smile.

 

  “Thank you to the fans who have waited. I’ll work hard not to disappoint you.”

 

  Kyung Seo stared at Hee-wook on the TV screen, clutching his phone. He sincerely wished for him to cheer up. He hoped he would muster up the energy to do something, to appear before him in some way.

 

  “I love you.”

 

  In whatever way possible.

 

  The live broadcast ended without surpassing 30 minutes. It was terribly short compared to the time he had waited, but he decided to appreciate that Hee-wook had shown his face.

 

  Moreover, the sudden appearance after a long silence sparked hope that he might have a new plan or that some good news would come soon.

 

  Kyung Seo stretched out and went into the study. To others, the study looked a bit strange. Precisely half was filled with static books related to acting, and the other half was neatly filled with colorful albums released by ‘Two Planet’ and various goods.

 

  Kyung Seo, who had been staring at this scene, sat down in front of the desk. As he pressed the power button of the already open laptop, it turned on immediately.

 

  It was time to start the familiar act. Kyung Seo took a brief deep breath and put his hands on the keyboard.

 

  [YK_woogie: It’s been a long time! Hee-wook]

 

  The sound of typing resonated in the quiet room. Today, he added two letters, which felt especially grating, after his most favorite person’s name.

 

  [YK_woogie: Oppa]

 

  “……I’m really pitiful.”

 

  Kyung Seo didn’t intend to lie from the start.

 

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