Korea's top actress Ha Eun-seol posted something on her SNS and the celebrity column of the portal site heated up.

 

"Keep your precious photos to yourself. If you send it one more time, it means that you want to show it to everyone, and it will be released."

 

It was a warning to men taking pictures of their private body part.  [T/N: send noods]

Related articles poured out and words such as 'Ha Eunseol', 'So Jung' and 'Ha Eunsol warning' dominated real-time search terms. The public was enthusiastic about her unstoppable behavior. The sturdy yet feisty personality was out of syn with the current state of preference for 'Girl Crush'. Although there was a crisis at one time, Eun-seol rarely escaped public attention after debuting at the age of twenty. 

In recent  years, her popularity remained firmly at the top without relief. Thanks to her clear face, white skin and beautiful body. Stable acting power and steady good deeds were added to the beautiful appearance, so it was indispensable to be popular. 

Eun-seol was someone a woman who wanted to take after and men wanted to go after. 

But what the public did not know. The fact that she looks so perfect that she is called 'sagi-ka' has a lot of charm, lot of tears, and a lot of scariness. It was a secret that only a few knew that there was no single day that pass without a nagging Anna. Of course, today was no exception.

"Hey, you crazy girl! Are you sleeping?"

A blunt voice flowed into Eun-seol's ear, who was sleeping. Anna was the only one who knew the door lock password for this house, aside Eun-seol, the owner. Thanks to this, Eun-seol started to swear without defense.

'Should I change the password?'

As she lifted her heavy eyelids, one thought went in as soon as she saw Anna standing by the bed. The appearance of looking down while releasing the black hair of a hippie, like a lion's mane, has broken her will to resist.

"No... ...morning bath... ... ." 

Eun-seol was timidly muffled, covering her self with the blanket.

"Shut up."

"... .... .."

Those who'll asked for a beating closed silently as Eun-seol, who was aware of the fact that Anna wouldn't be as restrained. From their first year of high school, the two who had been together for over a decade had been closer compared to their families. Eun-seol also has the image of 'unnie', but that's what people say because they don't know her true personality, and the true "unnie" of the two has always been Anna. Anna is officially in charge of Eun-seol, as manager, stylist and an unofficial bodyguard. She's big and strong, thanks to her father's tutelage, learning boxing under the influence of a national boxer, she is strong enough to knock out one or two men.

"Did you have to write the word 'precious'?"

Only then did Eun-seol discover why she had been insulted since early morning. There was always nothing new to say because it's a swear word and a reminder.

"Because I tried to be more explicit and endured? How do you want to express it more gently?"

"Would you say something strange or unpleasant?"

"Not happening."

"I want to hit you."

"... ...."

Anna was well aware that some perverted men send sexual harassment and dirty pictures to Eun-seol. As a friend and as a manager, of course she's angry. It wasn't that she didn't understand how long this trouble will be but it wasn't also a pleasure that Eun-seol responded that way and is now the center of the topic. Anna who was staring at her unsightly eyes with a disgusting glance, sighed and proceeded with her day's schedule.

"Advertising shoot starts at 11:00, and in the evening, you'll have to attend the Linen Launch Party. There is also an interview in the middle. It's a very busy day. Get up quickly."

"Chief, you seem to be holding on the fortress schedule too tightly?"

Eun-seol murmured, raising her body.

"Don't you even know to paddle when you come in?"

"I don't know how many years I've been rowing. I'm going to lose my arm."

Anna wasn't the one who's going to be struck by Eun-seol.

"How fragile. Would you like me to increase the PT intensity?"

Are you going to kill me?

"... ... no."

Eun-seol, who threw away her eager eyes, quickly turned to the topic.

"How old is the youngster that's coming in instead of Sora?"

A new stylist was expected to join as the assistant stylist. Sora, who had been with her for a year had quit work to get married.

"Twenty-two. I will stop by the sponsoring company later and bring the launch party outfit to the shop. "

Eun-seol nodded and rolled her eyes as if she has mild seizure.

"Sora's wedding is next Saturday, right?"

"uh."

"The sesame spilled with the person to be married, but I envy..."

"Isn't it a big deal if sesame seeds don't spill now?"

Eun-seol suddenly hugged Anna's waist while staring at the pessismist.

"Anna, I'm lonely."
"What are you talking about? so what."

Anna replied bluntly, but did not push away the clinging person.

"Can't I have a relationship, too?"

"If you want to do it, then do it."

"You say you approve but you're actually against it."

"You know me well."

Eun-seol muttered, freeing her arms around Anna's waist and softly descending the bed.

"There's no man for me anyway... ...."
"You mean, there's no man like Yunjae-oppa?"

Eun-seol who was walking towards the bathroom stopped in place. She stood still and flatly said while showing her back to Anna.

"If you talk about Cha Yun-jae one more time, I will strike."

 

 

 

 

 

*** GLobal invest company [US INVESTMENT] Seung-Gyu, a Korean corporation employee, once again trimmed his clothes and looked at the faces of passengers getting off the plane from New York, USA. In fact, he was convinced that even if he looked through a microscope, he would not be able to recognize the face of the new representative. It's his first time seeing the real thing, but he's confident upon seeing the photo, one who's introduced as the youngest vice president in the website. He didn't have an ordinary face. The English name is Jay and the Korean name is Cha Yun-jae. He is thirty-five this year, and little is known other than going to the US in middle school and earning an MBA at the University of Pennsylvania's Wharton School. Seung-Gyu was not so happy to be promoted to secretary-general. It was because of the pressure working under a workaholic supervisor. The eyes of Sueng-gyu , who had been busy on the look-out every time the arrival gate stopped somewhere.

"He's here."

It was a moment when the new vice-president appeared. Cha Yoonjae, a man who exudes the aura of a model walking on a runway, has no signs of exhaustion despite the fourteen-hour flight. Seung-gyu realized that no matter how advanced photographic technology was, it is impossible to give justice to the real thing. The photo did not capture his aura perfectly. Seung-gyu who was scrambling fast, ran to Yoon jae.

"Hello, CEO. I am Yang Seung-gyu."

Seung-gyu's feeble, slow voice was barely audible and he had his eyes looking down on his own toes.

"I'm Cha Yun-jae."

They've exchanged dozens of emails related to work but this is the first time he's heard the representative's voice. Seung-gyu looked up as if he was possessed. The restrained look, elegant tone, and intelligent urban image. Even though he's only three years older than man in front, he is amazed and envious of the man's bearing.

'wha... he's so cool'

He had to doubt his sexual orientation for the first time since he was born. *** Yunjae calmly stopped Suen-gyu from trying to open the car's backseat door.

"In the future, I will open the door with my own hands. You don't have to worry about this."

"... ... Yes, vice-president."

Seung-gyu was lamentable, but he liked the young, unauthorized vice-president. When Yoon-jae got in the back seat, Seung-gyu turned around and went to the driver's seat.

"We're leaving."

After that, the inside of the car was filled with silence. Seated on the backseat, Yun-jae quietly pulled out his mobile phone and accessed the Korean portal site.The first thing he clicked on was the entertainment, checking it's articles once a day has been a habit for over five years. However, it wasn't there to read all articles carefully. His interest was only one. Yun-jae, who glanced quickly over one article, asked about.

"What is Sojung?"

Seung-gyu was shocked by the question that flew through the breathless silence.

"... ... Yes?"

He can't make connection of first question he received from the supervisor about work and the company.

"I asked what it means."

Seung-gyu finally noticed why Yun-jae put the word in his mouth.

"If you are looking at an article... ...."

"Yes."

The sordid article did not explain the exact meaning as if everyone knew the meaning of the word.

"In the article, Sojung is a man's tool... ... You know what a tool is, chief?"

Living in a foreign country for a long time, he asked carefully because he might misunderstood the meaning.

"I know."

Yun-jae's eyes narrowed.
He couldn't understand such sordid with his common sense.

"Why do you send those photos?"

As Yun-jae's voice rose, Seungy-gyu almost said, 'It wasn't me who sent those.'

However, he swallowed his thoughts and gave the answer the vice-president wanted.

"It is a form of sexual harassment. Think of it as the same as the Barbary Man."

How awkward this is even though I gave a serious answer like a briefing. Sojung, tool, Barbary Man... .... .He was insulting himself at the pervert who had made this statement just twenty minutes after meeting the new vice-president.

**T/N- Barbary Man- idk what it really is but I found pictures of muscled men in google. The real meaning must've something to do with rude, sleazy or uncouth behaviour.

Anna took the sponsored dress and took Seul-bi to Eun-seol who arrived at the hair salon.

"Hello, Eun-seol."

It was the first encounter between Eun-seol and Seul-bi. Eun-seol, who is gets along well with anyone, was satisfied with Anna's choice. This was the reason why Anna doesn't need her approval or consent when choosing a person to work with.

"Nice to meet you, Seul-bi."

Eun-seol, who was getting her hair and mae-up done for the upcoming launch party, smiled in the mirror. The doll speaks... ... .The focus disappeared in the eyes of Seul-bi who saw Eun-seol for the first time.

"sister... ... ..  You don't feel like you're from this world... ... "  {T/N- sister/unnie}

"Do you think I'm a low-world person?"                 {T/N some underworld fairy/demon maybe}

Eun-seol tilted her head slightly to the side and blinked her doll eyes while looking up to the makeup artist.

"hmmmm.... I think you should retouch it to make it look more darker. Quick."

The embarrassed Seul-bi muttered and tried to seek favor.

"No, that's... ... It means you're beauty is otherworldly...."

Only then, did a mischievous smile spread across Eun-seol's face.

"Thank you. I'm not scary or difficult, so just treat me comfortably."

"Yes, sister."

I thought it was polite. I thought it meant humility. But in just a few minutes, I knew it was true.

"Why do you wear it like this? It's hard to breathe."

"What did you eat last night?"

"I didn't eat anything."

It was a pity that the top star, who was being imprisoned by the manager, would be unhappy.

"Come on, just wear it"

"What if it bursts?"

"We'll just think about it after it explodes."

"Isn't it too irresponsible? It'll be too late to think about it after it bursts."

"Then, don't wear it."

"I'm wearing it."

Seul-bi glanced at the beauty she looked up to and gazed at her.

'This sister, why is she?'

Ha Eun-seol has been just herself so far, and looks a little different from other celebrities Seul-bi has heard around. In particular, she is very different from An Ha-Moon, An actress she worked together before. She has a good feeling she could work with her for long.

Only a handful of celebrities were invited to the domestic launch party of the American Luxury brand Linen. The dress code was 'Black and Red'. The cameras were focused on Eun-seol, who got off the white van that stopped in front of the venue. Thanks to the red dress, her white complexion stood out more. The provocative and fascinating aura caught everyone's attention. Eun-seol walked to the photo wall and smiled while looking at the cameras. She also slowly turned from left to right. The reason she has a good reputation among the photographers is that she's considerate of them. After the photo time, there was a loud shutter sound behind Eun-seol. A huge commotion was happening despite only a single person has walked into the event hall, voices and loud whispers of the reporters were audible.

"Who is it?"

"Isn't he an actor?"

"It looks like a model?"

"I don't know. Take his picture first."

Who came? That moment she stopped walking and looked back, she who could't bag her curiosity walked into the hall. Eun-seol followed the man with her eyes unknowingly. However, that back looks familiar. The fragrance he left lingered over the tip of her nose. It was a familiar scent.

'surely... ...'

She hurriedly erased the face that came up in her head reflexively, and took a step.

'It can't be.'

He wasn't one to be at this kind of event. Moreover, he's unlikely to be in Korea.

'Because I've mentioned unnecessary names this morning... ...'

Eun-seol blamed Anna on the reason why a man's face flashed before her eyes. She urged herself to walk, there were lots of familiar faces in the event. She greeted people and busied herself with socializing, her head became clearer. Someone had spoken in vague to her, who was offering her for a drink.

"Thank you for coming, Eun-seol."

David was the designer she met at the Linen Show in New York City last fall. As a Korean-American, he was fluent at Korean although his pronunciation was not good.

"Thank you for the invitation."

The conversation, which began with a party atmosphere moved to an in-depth topic of whether Linne could achieve significant results in Korea. Suddenly, David waved his arms towards the rear of Eun-seol's back.

"Jay!"

Hearing the name, Eun-seol trembled.

'Jay... ...?'

Her heart began thumping fast even though knowing it was a common name. Familiar back, familiar scent, and even the same name... .... Every situation was pointing to one person. While slowly turning her body, she felt the heavy woody scent that remained heavy in the air. The scent she really like that calms her heart. To be precise, she liked the owner of the fragrance. No she loved it. Eun-seol's gaze passed through the black suit covering his wide shoulders, reaching the man's face through the protruding neckline and sharp jawline. Cha Yun-jae. It was her ex-husband.

 

T/N: hahay.humana jud tawn. This is episode 1, hopefully my editing of the machine translation is bearable. If there are any poetic sentence in the Korean novel, I'll have to apologize since I'm not able to decipher it. I don't know when I'll be able to upload episode 2 since it took me 4 hours encoding and editing, I'm really cautious about the correct grammar so it really took me a lot of time thinking if it sounds right, again I'm not a professional translator, also English is my second language so I may have some errors, forgive me.