Assistant Manager Kim Hates K-pop Idols (김 대리는 아이돌이 싫어) scenes and quotes
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Counseling was quite helpful. Especially in that it could reassure the Spark members, even if just a little. The guys were greatly relieved that I was receiving professional help.
Was this really the same Choi Jeho with the 0.5-degree frozen fish eyes that I knew?
His smile was as stunning as the scenic views of Geumgangsan, rivaling the ‘Top 10 Iconic Idol Landscapes’ of Kim Iwol’s personal pick. It was a sight I quite liked.
“I don’t think it would look good for Choi Jeho, who took his fights seriously even with the maknae, or me, who can’t distinguish between left turn and right turn when explained verbally, to become the leader.”
“Why are you dragging me into this when I was just sitting quietly?”
The fact that there were lyrics for someone like me to sing, that I was included in the cheering, and that there was a place for me in the layered melody.
All of this was so strange and tender that the fleeting moment felt like a long dream.
In my life, I’d never seen anyone as smart as Lee Cheonghyeon in terms of brainpower. Not counting Mensa members or prodigies on TV—I was talking about real life. That was how limitless Lee Cheonghyeon’s talent was when the stage was set for him.
Who would have thought that there would come a day when Park Joowoo and Kim Iwol would say things like, ‘I wore it for you’ and ‘It suits you well’ about silver accessories?
For a brief moment, Kang Kiyeon worried if today was the day the world would end.
If I hadn’t turned my head to the left.
The burning pain would have been on the back of my head, not the left side of my scalp.
Yoo Hansoo tapped my head with the metal, saying,
“I should have broken this a long time ago.”
Applause erupted from all around. Everything felt surreal.
“What is this, really?”
“What do you mean? It’s a surprise party.”
“Did you really think we wouldn’t come?”
“Kim Iwol is so handsome!”
“Me?”
For a moment, I thought I had misheard.
I pointed my finger at myself and gave her a chance to correct her statement, but she remained firm.
“Yes, you!”
“Please think of this as our way of caring for you, hyung.”
“You should see your own face right now.”
It certainly wasn’t a face that expressed care. If anything, it was the face of someone about to lock a person in an underground dungeon.
Kang Kiyeon presented a small cube.
Lee Cheonghyeon must have racked his brain to keep his friend from getting too nervous ahead of the debut stage. It seemed I wouldn’t need to pull out the bubble wrap I stashed from the UA warehouse.
My superior, the most venerable Jeong Seongbin under the heavens, had said that I had a personality that would be loved wherever I went, so I had no choice but to believe him.
‘Did you hear that? If anyone doesn’t greet properly, you’re in for a fun surprise tonight.’
‘I am really sick of you…’
I only added a comment to the manager’s words, but Choi Jeho responded with a frown.
Did he think I wasn’t sick of him? What a funny guy.
“Even if I explain it, you won’t understand, hyung. Because you have no human heart.”
“Right, so you’re disparaging me as a wooden doll who can’t dance now.”
“Oh dear. Now this hyung is even spreading malicious rumors.”
“Didn’t I tell you to maintain a bright smile unless you had a valid reason not to? People might say, ‘Spark in the fan sign event ended up looking like discounted frozen fish at the end’, do you guys want to hear something like that?”
“What ticks me off is that you were running around the mountain without any safety gear. If you had just come along quietly, we could have sat at a level negotiating table.”
Just as I was about to regret the rambling, Lee Cheonghyeon mumbled,
“I’m sorry.”