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After I finished chauffeuring Yoo-Jin to and from the shooting set every day, I would head to Park Seon-Nyeo's aerobics studio each night to mark my attendance. After a week of this routine, Park Seon-Nyeo finally called me into her office.
"Mr. Jung Yoon-Ho."
"Yes, ma’am?"
"Could you come see me for a moment?"
Since my face had often appeared in entertainment news articles thanks to Yoo-Jin, I thought that she had recognized me. I had planned to approach her myself if she didn’t call me in, so this was a relief.
When I walked into the office, Park Seon-Nyeo looked at me somewhat skeptically. "You're from an entertainment company, right? I've seen you in the newspaper, so don't even think about lying."
As expected, she knew who I was.
"Yes, ma'am."
Park Seon-Nyeo sighed. “Then would you mind leaving?"
‘What? Just like that?’
I wanted to at least discuss the conditions, but Park Seon-Nyeo shook her head. "Don't bother if you're not really interested in learning aerobics. I'll refund your fee right away."
‘Wait. She thinks I’m not interested in learning?’
"Ma'am, it's true I came to offer you a choreography job. But to say I have no interest in learning aerobics? That's unfair!"
For a whole week, I had checked every night if my hamstrings were still attached. My body was covered in patches due to muscle pain. Even Yoo-Jin joked that I smelled like I was undergoing chemical warfare...
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