NOVEL NEXT Chapter 462
After arriving at the music video shooting set, leader Hayan gathered the other three members.
“1, 2, 3. Hello, we are NV!”
With Hayan’s lead, everyone synchronously greeted.
“Wow, so cute! What to do!”
“Nice to meet you, NoName!”
“Hello to NoName’s friend beside you! What’s your name? Your hair is pretty, did you dye it red?”
“Uh, I’m Seo Yu-na, and my hair isn’t dyed, it’s natural red, Yuna unnie…!”
“Wait, natural red? Interesting! So, what do the teachers say at school?”
“They only said a little bit at first.”
Meeting the idol in person, Yuna acted like a little confused.
Meanwhile, the filming staff quietly called me out.
This was a procedure I was already familiar with from multiple commercial shoots.
“Yuna, you play here with the unnis. I’ll go get my makeup done.”
“Aww, are you leaving me alone?”
Yuna made a troubled expression as separation anxiety kicked in.
“How about we all follow along together?”
“Oh, that sounds good. Shall we go watch NoName getting her hair done with the unnis?”
“Yes, let’s do that!”
“Then let’s go, let’s go!”
The NV members turned into a train with Yuna at the front, grabbing the shoulders of the person in front.
I quickened my pace a bit to not join that line.
The studio was completely dark except for the shooting area.
Following the staff’s guidance, I passed through a dark hallway and entered a room with light spilling out.
“Hello, NoName! You can sit here.”
“Designer unnie, we’re here too!”
“Yuna, let’s sit over there and watch NoName getting her hair done.”
“I’m going to put the camera in front of the mirror here.”
“Is that for a behind-the-scenes video or something?”
“Oh wow, you seem experienced in filming! You’re a total expert!”
“Haha, yeah, I’ve done this a lot during advertising shoots.”
It was all very smooth.
“Shall we not touch your hair at all this time? I heard NoName refuses any hairstyling from the designer colleagues.”
I hesitated for a moment before answering.
“Um, could you just use a comb and not touch it with your hands?”
“Got it! We’ll mainly focus on the pieces, so there won’t be any major style changes.”
“Um, why? Does NoName dislike having her hair touched?”
Rani, who had a bob cut among the four NV members, came over with a curious gaze.
“Actually, it’s nothing special, but sometimes I get a bit of trauma when someone taps my hair. I had a pretty bad injury to my head when I was younger. But now, it’s almost—”
“Oh no, NoName, I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean it, I was just purely curious…!”
Rani grabbed my hand and started to weep.
I couldn’t move since I was currently having my hair styled.
I just slightly rolled my eyes and smiled.
“I’ve mostly overcome it now.”
“Still, that’s not nothing…”
To ease the suddenly low atmosphere, the designer changed the topic.
“NoName, your face is really small. Your eyes take up half of your face, and your head shape is really pretty. Rani, come look!”
“Wow, it’s round and beautiful!”
“Ew, it’s not that great.”
Of course, it made sense since I’m only 10 years old that my head would be small.
The comparison point is entirely wrong.
“I’ve met a lot of idols, you know. Adult heads and child heads are different. The NV kids also have pretty small heads, but NoName’s, it’s like… it feels like if someone touches it wrong, it might just float away?”
“Yoon-gi unnie, be careful! NoName’s head is a national treasure, no, humanity’s treasure.”
“Whoa, is that so? How much is this hair worth? I’m getting a little scared now.”
They attached hairpieces and straightened my messy hair with a curling iron.
Since my skin was very fair, they said I didn’t really need much blush or lip makeup.
“Are you playing a hostage in the music video?”
“They say so. I haven’t really looked closely at the script, so I’m not sure.”
“Earlier, the staff asked to make your skin look pale. But calling NoName a hostage feels like it might ruin the immersion, right? Right, Rani?”
“Why? NoName looks cute enough that you’d want to kidnap her.”
“Haha, no, that’s not what I meant. I feel like NoName could easily take down any kidnappers even alone.”
“Gasp…!”
Rani covered her mouth.
“Yikes.”
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.”
“Me too.”
Looking in the mirror, I saw other members reacting similarly.
“Could it really be true? No, no, I don’t know anything.”
“I didn’t hear anything either!”
“Hmm, was something happening just now?”
It felt like a huge spoiler just slipped by, but for now, I decided to keep my mouth shut.
“NoName, what’s your MBTI?”
The topic that can’t be left out of small talk came up.
“I’m an ESTJ. E and I are about fifty-fifty.”
“Oooh, so you have leadership, huh?”
“Yeah, a bit?”
“How could you be asking such a basic question with the clan leader right here!”
“Oops, I forgot.”
“Seriously… you don’t know much about NoName.”
“Do you know NoName’s birthday?”
“Yes, of course! June 11, 2043!”
Rani answered proudly.
“Wow, unbeliever!”
“The 100 billion NoName fans won’t forgive you.”
After being jeered by the idols, the designer shrank into herself and got focused on her work.
“Uh, Rani.”
“Yes! Just say it! Guys, did you see? She talked to me first!”
“Rika says to say hi to the NV unnis.”
“Huh? What do you mean by that…”
“I actually came to say that too.”
Hayan and Yuju, who were sitting on the sofa, sprang up and ran over.
White quietly explained to confused Yuna.
“Did you meet our Yoon-seul, or Rika? She’s doing well?”
With her long hair, Yuju leaned in and asked.
“Yes. She’s living happily while broadcasting.”
“Thank goodness… why didn’t she contact us first…”
“I heard she had changed her phone, so she couldn’t contact until now.”
“Yoon-seul said that herself? Wow, how absurd, when we meet next, I’m giving her 100 light slaps.”
“Isn’t that wrong?”
“Didn’t we try so hard to reach out first? I know she’s broadcasting as a virtual YouTuber. PD Kang Ji-hoon originally wanted to debut with Yoon-seul too.”
“Then why is she lying about it so much?”
“I don’t know. At that time, she just hated causing us trouble and all. Ugh… so absurd… She said she wanted to cut ties forever… Ugh, but my makeup will get ruined if I cry, sigh.”
Leader Hayan came over and squatted beside me.
“Could you give me Yoon-seul’s phone number?”
“Sure, here it is.”
“Thank you so much. Our members were really worried about Yoon-seul. We were afraid something big might happen, whether she would make an extreme choice or not. She was such a tender-hearted kid since her trainee days.”
Indeed, I knew Seol Yoon-seul was a person who got hurt easily.
She was easily swayed by public opinion on the internet, and there were quite a few problems that came from it.
“Though the public might hate her for now, I believe there will come a time when they recognize her good nature. And even though Yoon-seul is soft-hearted, she surprisingly has a tenacious side, so you don’t have to worry.”
Because she wore the mask of a virtual YouTuber and found her happiness broadcasting every day of the year.
“Phew, makeup’s done, NoName! I feel like I learned a lot of complicated stuff unintentionally today. I’ll keep what I heard a secret to the grave. Have a good shoot!”
“Thank you. You worked hard.”
I looked at myself in the mirror.
My long hair flowed softly like waves, and my long eyelashes gently wrapped around my eyes like black feathers.
My tired expression was completely erased, giving off an aura of someone who hadn’t touched a drop of water for some time.
“Wow, NoName, why are you still this small?”
I thought I’d saved your life by reincarnating, shouldn’t you be at least as tall as in your past life?
I got off the chair and stretched my arms up to the ceiling, trying to lift my heels.
Even then, I didn’t even reach the designer’s head.
“Oh wow, you must be tired from sitting for so long. Stretch out, that’s right.”
“Ugghhh, so cute!”
“…?”
The girls made little snorts of delight like when they see a silly animal.
I hoped it was just my imagination.
I hurriedly moved to the fitting room and changed into a black dress that fell to my ankles.
It seemed like it was altered from the existing clothes since the inside hem was unnaturally finished.
When I came out to the shooting set, Seo Yu-na was sitting close to White, watching something interesting.
Even the camera and sound directors seemed curious, peeking in.
“Yuna, what are you watching?”
“Eek!”
“Why did she jump like that? Huh?”
“Haha, did NoName come? Wanna watch together?”
White, with her hair tied in a ponytail, tilted her head innocently.
With each button I pressed, the volume ramped up.
The frantic electronic background music played as the screen switched rapidly.
The star of the video, none other than me.
[Are we~ are we~ going to the convenience store?]
[Whoooosh…]
[Oh please don’t do that to me!]
[Gulp]
[Woohooo, I did it!]
[Oppa! I love you!]
[If you want to know, I have nothing to hide and teehee.]
[Ta-da! A carefully selected gift just for you~!]
‘Wait, are you kidding me? Is this really me?’
This is devil’s editing.
No, I’d rather want to believe it’s deep fake.
Yet, this cursed memory vividly replayed when those words were said.
And the last line was from when I gifted Adella cosmetics yesterday!
It wasn’t ‘A carefully selected gift!’ but ‘This gift is big enough, so it’s good’!
This is purely devil’s editing. How dare you repay grace with malice.
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