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“Hello, listeners. This is ‘Music Walk with Park Soul’. Today, we have a really hot young man with us. I thought someone had placed a doll in front of me for a moment. He’s incredibly handsome. Today’s guest is Joo Dansol from DinoSoul.”
“Yes, hello, I’m Joo Dansol from DinoSoul.”
“Nice to meet you, Dansol. First, the listeners must be worried, so let me ask this first. I heard DinoSoul had a major accident recently, and everyone is very concerned about whether you’re all okay.”
“Ah… Yes! The members affected are all fine. No one was seriously injured, just… a few broken bones… and some casts… Thank you for your concern.”
“That sounds pretty serious, though?”
“Ah! You’re right…! I’m… I’m sorry!”
The opening ceremony of the Asian Games became more of a sensation than expected.
Not only because two popular stars from a dating show performed a pair dance, but also because Dansol, who was often seen as cute, successfully pulled off a sexy nine-tailed fox concept, which turned out to be a stroke of genius.
Thanks to this, Dansol had to manage a hectic schedule, including live radio shows and press interviews, with hardly any time to breathe before returning to the island.
Despite insisting on taking care of his injured members, the representative extracted a promise from him to never bring the members to personal events again. As a result, Dansol was barely getting two hours of sleep a day while managing his schedule.
“Pfft…! Ah, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t laugh. It seems our Dansol is easy to get flustered. The accident was quite significant. A vehicle driving the wrong way collided with the car carrying the DinoSoul members. Given the scale of the accident, it’s fortunate that the injuries weren’t more severe, everyone.”
The DJ smoothly explained and summarized the situation, covering for the exhausted and nervous Dansol. Dansol realized why experienced professionals were preferred in the industry.
“Don’t get the wrong idea. We’re here with Joo Dansol, the icon of a wrong-way driver. But driving the wrong way on the road is extremely dangerous. Never do it. Always drive defensively! You know that, right? Everyone, drive safely. Now, let’s listen to a song. ‘Beep Beep’ by Hey Julie.”
Even in a situation where he couldn’t sleep and didn’t know what he was saying, the live, unedited radio broadcast was a nightmare. Dansol, always careful with his words to avoid criticism, often stuttered or got tongue-tied.
“Dansol, don’t be so nervous and just say whatever comes to mind. As long as you don’t swear, it’s fine. You’re doing well.”
“I… I’m sorry…”
“Oh… why are you apologizing again? Look, the listeners find you cute and entertaining.”
The seasoned DJ comforted the trembling Dansol even during the music break.
If there were licenses for love,
You’d have a Class 1 heavy, I’d have a beginner’s permit.
Don’t honk at me from behind~
But I’m still a guy with a big heart.
Afraid of the song ending, Dansol took a deep breath. Although the sound wouldn’t be broadcast, the cameras for the visual radio were still recording even while the music played.
Even while eating the snacks provided by the production team, Dansol kept fumbling, like eating bubble tea with a fork or sticking a straw in bread.
“These days, you’re the most sought-after guest. Where have you been all this time! Many people are curious. Let’s get straight to the point. Dansol, where have you been?”
“Yes…? I… I was… at home…”
“Haha, so what do you usually do on your days off? Do you like staying at home?”
“Yes… That’s right. I just like walking… I meet friends occasionally, but…”
“4858 sent a message. ‘Your face is like an angel. Are you from heaven?’ Oh! Then I have to ask this! Who are you close to these days? Who do you usually spend your days off with?”
The DJ was expecting Dansol to mention famous idols or actors he was currently appearing with. Instead, Dansol’s eyes lit up, looking less nervous and more animated.
“Um… Kim Youngchan and Choi Hogi…!”
“What? Oh… I haven’t been watching TV lately… Who are they?”
But it was the DJ who was caught off guard. Maybe the research had been lacking.
“Ah…! They are both friends from kindergarten. Kim Youngchan is a social welfare officer… and Choi Hogi owns a barbecue restaurant.”
Before the regression, they were friends who would often check on Dansol’s wellbeing, even when he was going through tough times, as if nothing had happened.
Since they were so close, Dansol had been avoiding contacting them after the regression to prevent them from getting suspicious.
However, when asked by the DJ, Dansol inadvertently mentioned their names.
“Gasp… cough… oh, I’m sorry. I got so surprised that I choked. So… um… Mr. Kim Youngchan and Mr. Choi Hogi are really your best friends?”
“Uh… yes… but we haven’t seen each other much these days because we’re all busy.”
The DJ burst out laughing at Dansol’s genuinely dejected expression.
Such a peculiar person.
In this industry, people usually pretend to be close with famous celebrities to stand out, even though they know it will lead to attention-grabbing headlines and potential misunderstandings.
He thought to himself, if this behavior was calculated, then Dansol was a genius.
If not, then he was a born entertainer. In a place where everyone tries to go against the grain, someone who flows with the current naturally stands out.
“Oh, Mr. Kim Youngchan and Mr. Choi Hogi must be so lucky. It seems like you really cherish your friends, Mr. Dansol. Even though you haven’t seen them often lately, you still consider them your closest friends. Once your busy schedule is over, you should have a drink at Mr. Hogi’s BBQ restaurant.”
“Uh… but we don’t meet up at Hogi’s place. His mother doesn’t like us very much.”
“Why is that? I’d be so happy if my son brought home a friend like you, Mr. Dansol!”
“Uh… he says we’re just noisy and don’t bring in any money… there are other BBQ places nearby… so Hogi always suggests going to the neighboring place…”
“Haha. Now that you’re doing more broadcasting activities, his mother will like you. Oh, I just got a message from someone presumed to be Mr. Choi Hogi. ‘Dansol, it’s Hogi. You’re a good friend, but you’re making a beeping noise right now. My mom is listening too!’ What do we do? Mr. Hogi’s mother is listening too.”
“Uh… actually, when we go to Hogi’s place… his mother keeps refusing to take our money, so we go somewhere else… Auntie, I’ll bring sashimi next time!”
“She runs a BBQ place but likes eating sashimi?”
“Yes, auntie is like that.”
“Haha, you have such interesting people around you, Mr. Dansol. Let’s listen to a song now. ‘Mother by Bayu.'”
It’s not the phone that gives me a headache
It’s not the phone that makes my back hurt
It’s not the phone that makes me hungry no matter how much I eat
Why does mom hate the phone so much, as much as he hates me
“Are all songs these days like this…”
Watching Dansol on the radio, Jisoo rubbed his aching head.
He thought it was just a passing remark from a rookie, but he couldn’t stop thinking about Woohyun’s words even while resting at home.
“Still, I hope Dansol hyung continues to be a celebrity. I know it’s a presumptuous request, but I hope you stay as a good hyung by his side!”
“A good hyung… what a joke.”
He couldn’t hide his true nature forever. He had thought he would just spill everything and retire once his contract with the current agency ended, but now he regretted his rashness.
“Why did I suggest sharing a room…”
Pretending to be an omega and sharing a room with Dansol was the cause.
To make matters worse, they even shared a bed, and it was clear that if his alpha status were revealed, it would affect the unsuspecting Dansol as well.
It was obvious that Dansol had worked hard to get to where he was.
An abusive manager who made them attend alumni events, a crumbling dorm building, a broken van over ten years old…
Jisoo sat in his study, tearing at his hair, until the radio broadcast ended and the sun set, casting darkness outside.
Thinking about how his sneaky actions could harm someone he genuinely liked, he couldn’t calm down.
He ran countless scenarios in his head. There was only one solution.
Ignoring the dozens of missed calls, Jisoo picked up his phone and dialed a number.
“Hello. Hey, it’s me. Let’s meet up, I need to talk.”
Ding dong.
A few hours later, Taeoh crossed the threshold of Jisoo ‘s house.
“Hyung… I came because I was curious about what you wanted to talk about, but please refrain from calling me like this in the future. I’ve already made up my mind.”
“What nonsense… what do you want to drink? There’s water. Cold, hot, filtered.”
“I’ll have orange juice.”
“Ha… wait here.”
At first, Taeoh had come half-jokingly, but he gradually sensed the serious atmosphere. Jisoo , who rarely fulfilled anyone’s requests except Dansol’s, went out to get his drink himself.
Just as he awkwardly got up, thinking he should flee, Jisoo returned, opening the door with a menacing warning.
“Run and you’re dead.”
“…Yes. I wasn’t thinking of that at all. Not at all. Please, go ahead, Senior.”
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Good
im glad that jisoo is seeing the error of his ways, its rare to see mls take accountability for the things they do to trick the mc