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[Sanho, I’ll always support you… Be happy]
[I’m so glad you met Woohyeon (ㅠ.ㅠ) Seeing you smile makes me so happy…]
[Now that even the follow-up video is uploaded, is there really nothing more? ㅠㅠ… I feel such a one-sided connection that I’m going to miss you so muchㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ I want updates even if they’re not about Woohyeon and Sanhoㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
└I want it222222
└Seriously ㅠㅠㅠㅠ Sanho, why don’t you use Stargramㅠㅜㅠㅠ
“…Should I start using social media?”
After the follow-up broadcast of ‘Can Love Be Transferred Too?’ was released to the public, people’s reactions boiled over once again.
Since the show itself had become so famous, I heard that participants were occasionally receiving advertising offers. Bae Taeseong had received an offer from a sportswear brand to film a department store advertisement, and Hwang Yeonwoo and Kim Sehyeong had received sponsorship offers for new laptops to review the products on broadcast.
Jin Woohyeon was no exception. My manager told me that he had received quite a few work offers including advertisements and inquiries about his schedule for next year. There were even entertainment show offers, and apparently they were hoping I would appear with him.
Of course, I politely declined, explaining that I was already very busy with my current work and that excessive attention made me uncomfortable.
Still, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about starting social media. While exposing my life to others is somewhat embarrassing, I couldn’t help being tempted since there were people cheering me on.
I wanted to let them know. That Yoo Sanho is no longer pathetic. That I no longer cling to old, painful love while crying. That thanks to everything, I’m quite happy these days.
‘I am happy, but…’
What’s the reason for this subtle discomfort that sometimes rises? I occasionally felt like something unresolved was gnawing at my nerves.
I closed my eyes tightly and pressed my fingertips against my temples. The headache that had started in the morning had become more distinct as time passed, now reaching a level that couldn’t be ignored.
Even though I’d taken headache medicine several times, this exhausting pain wouldn’t subside, which meant my heat cycle was undoubtedly approaching.
I should go home early before creating unnecessary trouble. Thinking this, I boarded the bumpy bus, and my phone vibrated in my hand.
[text]
Finished filming.
Hyung, it must be time for you to get off work. You worked hard today too.
You have plans with Juyeon-ssi today, right?
After receiving his business card during the follow-up filming, I began keeping in touch with Juyeon. Just as he felt a sense of kinship with me, I felt the same toward him, and as we talked, we found we had quite a lot in common.
When Juyeon suddenly told me he had something troubling him, I was on my way to meet him right after work, despite my low condition.
[text]
I miss you. I’ll wait for you at home.
The affection clearly embedded in each word was so vivid that I couldn’t help staring at the screen for a long time, as if mesmerized.
Then suddenly, I felt a small thorn pricking me amidst that joy.
“…What’s this?”
I gently rubbed my solar plexus area, feeling a pain that seemed both sharp and dull.
I realized that emotion was anxiety after meeting Juyeon at our agreed location and catching up.
“Things are good with Woohyeon-ssi, right?”
When Juyeon hesitated for a while, fidgeting with his beer glass, I thought he was finally going to share his concern, but he suddenly asked about my situation.
“You two don’t… fight or anything, right?”
“…We don’t really have anything to fight about.”
Come to think of it, we hadn’t even had minor arguments. My answer was exactly as I said. There was no reason, nor any need to fight.
“With ‘Can Love Be Transferred Too?’ becoming so famous, you must have received many work offers, even regarding that?”
I nodded and observed Juyeon’s expression. His neat face was filled with worry.
‘Come to think of it, his husband is an actress too.’
The opportunity for Juyeon, an unknown actor, to become recognized was through DBS’s marriage concept reality show, ‘One Year With You.’ It was a program that paired well-matched celebrities for a year of virtual married life, and he actually ended up marrying the person he met there after they genuinely connected.
Juyeon wasn’t the only one who raised his profile through that appearance. Actress Shin Igyeong, known as the “nation’s wife,” had steadily built her filmography since then, and I heard she even won Best Actress last year.
I wondered if he might have quarreled with Shin Igyeong over work activities. That was my assumption at that moment.
“Igyeong-ssi… that is, my wife, I found out she’s been selective about her projects.”
Juyeon sighed deeply and said in a gloomy voice.
“I had no idea because she never showed it. I heard it from the CEO after she changed agencies, that after marrying me, her range of project choices has significantly decreased.”
“Decreased meaning…”
“She doesn’t take roles with strong romance elements, nor does she accept villainous or greedy roles. I heard she also seems to be more conservative about genres.”
Juyeon continued with a troubled expression, saying that wasn’t how she used to be.
“She was someone who loved acting. As a rookie, she even appeared in horror movies, showing no genre preferences. She used to happily say that expanding her acting spectrum was as important as raising her profile, that’s why she chose to be an actress…”
“…”
“It must be because of me. She changed after starting a family.”
As I listened to Juyeon’s story, I suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. It was because Shin Igyeong’s situation reminded me of Jin Woohyeon. More precisely, I recalled what he had jokingly told me not long ago.
‘Next time, I’d like to play a lead role instead of a supporting one. Preferably a cool role. I want to look good for you, Hyung.’
‘You can do romance too. It’s work, after all.’
‘I know. But I’m not feeling it right now. I only want to do romance with you, Hyung.’
“I know. That’s also Igyeong-ssi’s choice, and I understand she’s not doing anything inappropriate as an actress. After all, Igyeong-ssi has only one body, and there are limits to the work she can take.”
Juyeon gulped down his half-empty beer. I gently pushed the nacho salad toward him.
“But I don’t want to be a constraint for Igyeong-ssi. Just as she showed me a wider world, I wanted to take her to a broader, brighter world too. But if the opposite result occurs, isn’t our relationship too unfair?”
“Hmm.”
“When I think about it that way, I get anxious. Am I a good person for her? Is this really the best…”
I unconsciously placed my hand on my chest. I felt that sharp prick again.
Juyeon was right. It was anxiety. The feeling of loving the other person and feeling proud of growing through this relationship, while simultaneously doubting whether I’m giving back as much as I’m receiving.
“Since Woohyeon-ssi is also an actor, I wanted to consult with you, thinking you might have similar issues with Sanho-ssi. I was also curious about what Sanho-ssi would do in this situation.”
It was quite a coincidence. Not only did we share the commonality of being in 10-year relationships, but we also felt a connection on this point. Because of that, Juyeon’s story didn’t feel like someone else’s problem at all.
What if Jin Woohyeon made choices like Shin Igyeong? If he limited his possibilities because he wanted to look good to me and prevent my jealousy? Could I be unconditionally grateful for such a choice?
“I really love Igyeong-ssi…”
I really like Jin Woohyeon so much.
“…I think I lack confidence in myself.”
Because I can’t be certain what Yoo Sanho means to Jin Woohyeon. That’s why I seem to lack confidence.
After exchanging troubled glances, we ordered new beers. Suddenly solemn, Juyeon ordered another bottle of soju, and I didn’t stop him.
“If you were in my situation, what do you think you would do, Sanho-ssi?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
