Come Back

The people who had been discussing the topic all turned to look at Choi Hong-seo. Each of them had a disapproving expression, as if to say, “Who asked you?” But Choi Hong-seo had no intention of quietly shrinking away in this moment.

To these people, Choi Hong-seo was the “disgraced X-gun” who had taken his own life in dishonor. No matter who pointed out the facts, even if they knew they were wrong, they would not change their minds. They did not want to associate Choi Hong-seo with Lee Hye-sung in any way. Lee Hye-sung’s name should have no connection to Choi Hong-seo’s at all.

And even the suggestion of a sponsor.

He had never proposed any kind of transactional relationship. It was Choi Hong-seo who had initially seduced him, saying he wanted to sleep together. He was so angry he could hardly contain himself, wanting to lash out and ask why they were carelessly talking about something they didn’t know.

Seo Jun-young, who had been looking at him with suspicion, lifted his chin and asked.

“How would Yun Hye-an know that?”

“He doesn’t seem like someone who would do that, the vice president.”

“So, on what grounds are you saying this?”

“I’m just speculating, just like you did earlier, senior.”

“Acting like you’ve lost your memory, but your manners haven’t changed.”

Seo Jun-young muttered as he threw his chopsticks down in frustration.

Note: Post-production refers to the phase in filmmaking that comes after shooting, which includes editing, sound mixing, promotion, and other tasks.

※This novel contains materials such as reincarnation after jumping off a high-rise building and unwanted prostitution.

It does not describe the subject matter in detail but mainly deals with the subsequent events caused by the subject matter.

I jumped from the 32nd floor.

There was no way I would have survived.

Yet I was reincarnated. In the body of another person who has nothing to do with me.

I am Choi Hong-seo, not Yoon Hye-an.

No matter how hard I try, no one will believe me. Even if I were them, I wouldn’t believe it as well.

Am I crazy?

In reality, I am Yoon Hye-an, but I believe that I was Choi Hong-seo?

The only hope that allows me to endure an unacceptable situation is the person I loved.

The only person who treated me with respect.

I wanted to see him up close.

Since I had already died once, I had no other regrets.

But he doesn’t love me, because I’m not Choi Hong-seo.

“Did you know beforehand that the original owner of this role was Choi Hong-seo?”

“Yes.”

“So, did you use Choi Hong-seo as a reference?”

“Yes?”

“Simply put, I’m asking if you calculated that mimicry would give you an advantage.”

“I don’t think Yoon Hye-an-ssi is suitable for the role, but if the director’s opinion is so, then I should follow it. But I want you to stop imitating him.”

“…”

“Just because a person isn’t in the world anymore doesn’t mean people like you can use him as you please. Do you understand?”

If only I was Yoon Hye-an in reality rather than Choi Hong-seo as I thought I was.

It shouldn’t hurt this much to see him treat me so coldly.

This feeling and this pain couldn’t be fake.