Chapter 113

113 The Insane Resentment of Dae

“Thank you for the gift, Ritti,” said Thae and kissed her on her cheeks. Nivritti froze immediately. But soon smiled at his naughtiness. Both Jung-Hwa and Thae ran away from there and looked at Kyung-Soo who was staring at them with squinted eyes. Jung-Hwa understood why he was giving such a reaction, but it was bizarre for Thae.

“What is happening? Why is he looking at us like this?” whispered Thae to Jung-Hwa.

“Ritti, TK Hyung, Ritti,” explained Jung-Hwa.

“Oh, shit!” Thae understood everything.

“I just touched her hand, you kissed her on her cheeks. You are dead today. Good luck,” teased Jung-Hwa.

“Help me,” pleaded Thae.

“If I help you, who will help me,” gulped Jung-Hwa.

“Only god can help us,” said Thae and moved his feet as slowly as he could.

Kyung-Soo looked at both of them and bent his forefinger, gesturing for them to get close to him. They both gulped with fear and slowed their walk even more. They both kept praying to God to help them avoid the wrath of Kyung-Soo.

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Luckily God heard their plea and send the dance crew at the right moment. Before they both could get close to Kyung-Soo, the door opened, and the dance crew started walking in. Thae and Jung-Hwa sighed with relief and ran away from Kyung-Soo.

“Annyeonghaseyo! Annyeonghaseyo!” everyone started greeting each other. After the formalities were done, everyone stretched and took their position.

“Thank god, the dance crew arrived at the right time,” said Thae to Jung-Hwa.

“Yeah, thank god,” replied Jung-Hwa.

“Are you two done? Can you be serious for a second and concentrate on dance?” scolded Kyung-Soo. He had to find a way to vent his anger, so, he scolded both of them without any reason.

Today’s agenda was to practise an old song. Some had forgotten the choreography, some had little memory of it. The choreographer played the song and asked the boys to show what they remembered about the dance.

Thae was the only one who remembered most of it. Everyone was extremely impressed. The Choreographer made him stand in front of everyone and ask him to teach everyone. Thae obliged. He taught everyone the dance moves including the dance crew. The remaining dance was taught by the choreographer.

Dae pulled his laptop to his side. Even though Jae-Hwa offered to help him, he ignored her, bent over her, and grabbed his laptop with a jerk. Jae-Hwa was taken aback. She thought she did something wrong to make Dae angry. She had no idea what to apologise for.

She slid a little away from him and took out her phone. She messaged Nivritti. “What happened to Seong-ssi?”

Nivritti’s phone chimed with the notification, but the loud music muffled the sound. She felt the vibration and took out her phone. On the screen, she saw a message from Jae-Hwa. She glanced at her who just signalled at her phone. Nivritti understood that she was trying to convey some secret message. She opened the message and read it. She replied, “What do you mean?”

He is suddenly angry.

How could you tell?

I asked him if I could help him, but he ignored me, stretched around me, and grabbed his laptop.

Maybe he didn’t want to trouble you.

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Yeah, as if crossing over me won’t trouble me.

True, maybe he was too focused on scripts. Or maybe some problem at his home.

Maybe, he never acts this way. I have never seen him angry. But...

But?

He is known for his temper.

Temper? I never saw him angry.

Yeah, he has fired a few girls before.

Girls? Only girls? Do you mean he is sexist?

I never saw him discriminating ever. But the day I joined, I was warned to stay away from him.

Really!

Yeah, there was a girl before you, she resigned but she never told anyone the reason.

Don’t think about it. I am sure it was because of her personal reasons. Now focus on your work.

Why do I get this feeling that I did something wrong, and he is angry at me?

Nonsense! You think too much. Don’t pay any attention to him. Look at me and concentrate on your scripts. ASD will be back soon to read more.

You are right.

They stopped messaging each other and looked at their laptop. Before going back to her server, Nivritti glanced once at Dae. He kept mumbling and moving his finger on the scroll pad. Maybe he was reading. He didn’t look angry. He looked the same as he always looked.

No one knew but Dae was fuming with anger. The scripts the girls chose was better than his. Even the ideas these two girls gave were better than his. It was impossible. How come, rookies, that too girls like them were better than him?

Kyung-Soo outright rejected his scripts. And every member of ASD ran to read her script. Why were they so interested in what she does? He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs that she just chose the scripts, she didn’t write them herself.

He was sure that if she would be asked to write something like that she would definitely fail. He would write a better script than her as he had more experience. He had been writing scripts for ASD for ages. He knew what the boys liked and wanted.

What was with her, why the boys were so close to her that too in a few weeks? And what did they mean by she saved them? What happened on Friday? He made a mental note to get the inside news from Chung-Ho. He was sure that Chung-Ho would tell him everything. He was, after all, the first in line to be the head of the department.

He glanced at Nivritti who was busy reading the scripts. He clearly looked at her. She was not even beautiful. She had no features that Koreans would find pretty. Yes, she had big, beautiful eyes. Yes, she had double upper eyelids which was a desirable trait. Yes, she had full lips. But she didn’t have a heart-shaped face or pointed jawline. She had a sharp jawline and a tall nose but, in his eyes, she was not beautiful.

“Just one idea, one idea and she is everyone’s favourite. She even received a bonus,” he gritted his teeth. “I have been busting my ass to get them scripts every day and no respect for me,” he angrily glanced at ASD who were busy in their dance practice, oblivious to his feelings. “Whatever she does is good. Whatever I do is boring. I will show them, I will show everyone.”

Fuming with anger, he started sorting out the scripts. He was feeling like deleting every single one of them but he didn’t want to face Chung-Ho’s wrath.