Not Tae Gyeon

"Honey, can you hear me?" The voice on the other end of the phone returned.

Whoa!! I feel like I want to kill you right now, Lee Tae-gyeon!! I shouted in my heart.

"I HATE YOU, TAE-GYEON!! REALLY HATE YOU!!" I snapped then I turned off my phone.

I completely blame Tae-gyeon for my current stupidity.

Oh Lord!! It feels like right now I just want to die or do I have to leave this planet? At least I would crush my face somewhat unrecognizable to the young man I kissed earlier. Should I pretend to faint? Or just walk away like nothing happened? Whoa...! JUST DIE YOU, RAE-AH!

I was still standing where I was, even now I didn't dare to look at the young man. Unlucky! Is he even closer to me?

Oh no!! Should I run right now?

I bit the corner of my lip, I'm really nervous right now.

It's scarier than when I faced some baddies. Maybe after this I will take off my police badge and self-isolate in Chuncheon Valley.

Oh God!! He even grabbed my shoulder. Alright, looks like I'll have to make use of my acting talent. Judging from his style he is not a South Korean citizen. Huaaa... I'm so stupid! Why didn't you notice it earlier?

I took a deep breath and started speaking without looking at the young man's face. Huaaa... I'm too shy.

"Hajimemashite, watashi wa Song Rae-hyun

to mousshimasu. Douzo yoroshiku onegaishimasu," I said while bowing.

Aiish, what a formal introduction. How have I been since then?

"Hajimemashithe, watashi no namae wa Watanabe Takeru desu. Kochirakoso douzo yoroshiku onegaishimasu."

He introduced himself as Mr. Watanabe Takeru. Huaa ... nice to meet you said? I'm sure he's just pretending nothing happened.

Even though it was faint, I still saw the mocking gleam in his eyes. Huaa... you die, Rae-ah!!

Your dignity has dropped!

Okay, as an intelligence officer, I can't embarrass the police, I intentionally use a pseudonym.

"Eeto... Watanabe-san wa Nihonjin desuka?" my small talk.

(Hmm… Mr. Watanabe is from Japan right?)

"Ha'i, Nihonjin desu," he replied with a smile that made me even more cornered.

And what was that? I asked where it came from? Silly question, Rae-ah! Obviously from Japan. If not, why are you bothering to use Japanese? I'm crazy! Your daughter tonight is a disgrace, Papa!

"Noona!!" a voice from behind me.

I turned my head. Well, you saved me, Seong-chan. I promise to treat you to seafood after this.

*Noona = sister (called by men)

Seong-chan's eyes widened at the young man.

"Senior Lee... your hair!!"

I stepped on Seong-chan's feet and he complained.

"He's not Tae-gyeon, Seong-chan!!" I whispered.

"He's your lover?" asked the young man to the point. I don't know why he asked me that.

"Aigoo!! He calls me 'noona', sir. Why do you think he's my lover? He's my junior in ...."

Oops! I almost missed it.

"He... he is my junior at the Incheon Artist Academy. Right, like that."

"So you're an artist? No wonder...."

He hung his sentence which I already understood where the conversation was going. He then gave me a business card.

"This is my business card. If you wish I have a drama project for you, Miss Song."

Seong-chan snatched the business card from me.