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Chicago Typewriter

Due to Author Han Se Ju's novel, "Unfair Game," hitting the bestseller lists

a book tour is planned.

“Writer's block is a fancy term made up by whiners

so they can have an excuse to drink alcohol.”

Those aren't my words, but spoken by Steve Martin, the actor and screenwriter.

But I agree wholeheartedly. [Star Writer: Han Se Ju]

You're buying it again? You don't even own a home, yet you seem like you will build yourself a castle with Han Se Ju's books.

Haven't you heard? Maniac fans will change the world.

These days, being a fanboy or fangirl makes more impact than throwing your weight around with money.

How can she admire a writer like a fan-girl going crazy over an idol?

It's Author Han Se Ju!

How have you been living your life

that everyone around you are that way?

Han Se Ju. [Ghostwriter Yoo Jin O]

How long will you continue to write work in which you remain so conscious of Han Se Ju?

If you intended to release this trash to the public

I will be very disappointed in you. [One of the two top idols of the literary world, Baek Tae Min]

I told you about Han Se Ju's "backup project."

I need to let the investors know by tomorrow what the item is.

Unbelievable! This alone can make the advertising. [Midas' Touch of Publishing: Gal Ji Seok]

Is this a home or a castle?

- A package for you. - What are you?

I am here from Can-Do-Anything Errand Service.

How did you manage to get in here?

- Isn't that your dog? - I am allergic to dog fur, so I don't raise dogs.

No!

Does it look like an ordinary USB?

That is my blood and tears.

A son of b**ch! You better not eat that!

If you eat that I will cut your belly open!

I'll catch it, so you should return home.

What if you were an item thief?

Your imagination really runs wild.

Concentrate only on your ramyun. Be less noisy.

- Are you staying with me in case I feel lonely-- - Throw away such dreams.

- That I am not a stalker-- - Throw away such hopes.

Go, if you've finished eating.

Shall I type that for you? That looks urgent, and isn't it difficult for you to type right now?

It's an earthquake!

You act so arrogant, but you are so selfish!

Oh, so you have nothing to fear when facing death?

An ominous energy is approaching.

It's definitely two of them...

An ominous energy, what bullcrap.

It's laid on thickly, in every corner of his face. His handsomeness.

Go pick up the red beans. Those are produced in Korea.

Thank y--

Oh, here's one more. And here, too.

Finger hearts.

No, it's not. It's a red bean.

- Your name? - I'm not in a situation where I can tell just anyone my name.

Please just call me Yoo.

How strange. It definitely felt like someone was just staring at me.

About that ghostwriter I told you about?

What I tell you now, you must take to your grave.

It turns out that I will "eat from the same rice pot" with Se Ju. (Meaning they are working for the same company, in this case, the same publisher)

I got contacted about reprinting "Relationship."

Author Han? My father is very worried about you.

That you are writing such dangerous things, he seems constantly concerned about it.

That dangerous writing, I already wrote it 10 years ago.

Reporter Song just detonated a bomb.

Someone sent an anonymous letter to Reporter Song, I've heard.

I told you you have to shut that woman's mouth first!

I won't ask you to take a legal responsibility for this matter.

It's my fault for not properly keeping your mouth shut.

It was also my fault for letting my guard down.

Hey, Han Se Ju!

"Hey?"

What is so great about you, anyway?

Accuse me of stalking you. Even if I am kind to you, all you do is suspect me and act wary.

Do you think things will always go so well for you?

Someday you will hit a brick wall, too!

Author Han, from now on, make sure to not watch TV or look at the internet.

Do you feel any moral responsibility or pangs of guilty conscience?

Don't try to write it well, just write it!

It's been a month. You are not in your right mind. We need to do something!

How did we come this far? I said I would write it!

The worst thing in the world is to give something and then take that away!

Chicago Typewriter.

Don't be ridiculous. There's no idiot who gets his life ruined because of a novel.

The person who ruined your life is you.

What are you doing Mr. Writer? Get a hold of yourself and call the police.

Chicago Typewriter.

It's police.

- Episode 2 -

- What? What?- Step aside. Aside.

What's happening?

I thought I heard a gunshot.

How scary.

Is that right?

Really?

Thank you for your cooperation. If I have anything else to confirm, I will contact you again.

Then...

How about we talk now?

But... I am feelng a little dizzy right now...

- Can we go inside for that talk? - Can you not understand the situation?

I am currently trying to decide if you were the stalker's accomplice or not,

and whether to turn you in the police or not.

So would I let someone like that into my home?

I am not an accessory. I was just trying to help you, Mr. Writer--

Just answer the questions I ask.

How did you get into my house?

The front gate and your front door were open.

Maybe the stalker left them open when he entered your house...

That's something the police can investigate and find out.

So never mind that. How did you know to come back?

How did you know that I was in danger and returned here?

That was because the dog suddenly barked so I came back--

Because the dog barked?

Yes. But

I am... right now...

I'm having a dizzy spell...

Hey! Come to your senses!

Hey!

Oh my God!

Yes?

Hey, where are you that you are not home, yet?

You said you would do some typing for me.

Is the part-time fee too low?

I'm sorry, but I can't speak right now.

Why is your voice so secretive?

Where are you right now?

In Author Han Se Ju's bedroom.

W-W-W-What?

W-why are you there?

I don't know. I lost my memory. Anyway, I'm hanging up.

Speechless.

Because she has been into one thing with such devotion, she finally accomplish something.

Is no one here?

Look at these books.

Where is the front door?

Wow, this is really cool.

Look at these books.

What are you doing here?

Get out.

Oh, my... Mr. Writer.

Hold on, please.

Why do you keep going into someone's writing room without permission?

I apologize. The door just...

Never mind.

Who are you really? Are you an elevator girl?

Why do doors automatically open whenever you appear?

Then you believe me?

If I do? Then you won't even make the effort to plan any strategies, you will just enter anywhere?

Why? Have you bid that dog goodbye?

You don't pay enough to cook up a scheme with a dog, so the dog won't work with you anymore?

Then you won't believe the dog, yet.

What interest do you have in that typewriter?

Were you examining it to make sure your hidden camera is still properly attached to it?

What? When did I? What are you saying--

You're the one who brought it to me, so it's not impossible.

When did I... ?

A package has arrived.

- So that package was that? - Never mind.

You seemed dead, like you wouldn't wake for 100, no, 1,000 years.

Why did you come down?

Concentrate only on your ramyun.

Be less noisy.

If you can't do cud-chewing, then chew before you swallow.

- I can't call my personal doctor for you again. - Okay.

But are you here because you thought I would be lonely eating alone?

Throw that dream away.

I am keeping watch over you because I am afraid of where you will go and what you will do.

Yes.

Then that I am not a stalker--

Throw those hopes away.

My suspicions have not completely gone away.

I even saved your life. How cold.

Let's speak of it properly.

I didn't ask you for help, you just jumped in on your own.

I have rank as a martial artist, as I said earlier.

I could have taken care of it on my own.

But since you kept me here instead of taking me to the hospital,

you must feel a little bit of worry and maybe a little grateful--

Reporters were swarming around this place.

Tomorrow, my face will be plastered on every pages of social and cultural section.

Is there a reason to covet the gossip section as well?

You are more brutal than at the Military Demarcation Line.

There is no demilitarized zone in your personality.

Have you learned shooting before?

It's clear that you've held a gun many times.

Have you learned it?

It was a very, very long time ago.

A very, very long time ago?

So when?

When I was in high school.

I was a member of the national team.

I quit in 11th grade.

High school...

But you must have a tiny bit of interest in me--

Those those hopes away.

I have no interest in other people.

Why does he keep telling me to throw away things as if he is intending to tell me a non?

- Why did you quit? - Huh?

Shooting. Why did you quit?

Because your hands shook?

It's top secret.

Since it's a scar, so to speak.

Were you an alcoholic?

No.

When people find out my secret, they always leave me.

I'll tell you later, after we become closer.

How regrettable.

In that case, I will die never knowing.

Go, if you are finished eating.

Please be happy.

Shall I type that for you?

Why?

You've recharged your energy with one bowl of ramyun

so new schemes are coming to you?

That looks urgent, but it's difficult for you to type now, isn't it?

I have a certificate in word processing.

My typing speed is super fast.

700 characters per minute, maximum 900.

To pay you back for the ramyun, deal?

To be the first to read the manuscript of your serial novel, I am so excited.

Stop saying such things. You are scaring me, reminding me of "Misery."

Oh, right. I think this was in "Misery."

"The only people who can see my manuscript are my editor,

my agent, and the person who saved my life."

Wow. Goodness.

Come to think of it, I am someone who saved your life--

No, I saved you.

You're the person who broke my precious putter that I received as a gift from Tiger Woods

and I called my expensive personal physician

and saved your life in my own house, actually.

That may be true, but I first--

If you shut your mouth for a little while, do you die from not being able to breathe?

Do you have a gill for your mouth?

I heard you telling me to shut my gill (rude), but I must have misunderstood, right?

No, you understood correctly.

All right.

Daebak.

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Hurry up. Pick up your speed.

You said you memorize things quickly, and become proficient quickly.

How can we complete the manuscript typing it like that?

Then maybe you should write more neatly.

If you scrawl your manuscript like this, then of course it's difficult to type.

It's 30 minutes until deadline. Once rotary press start printing, my article won't be published in the newspaper.

So who told you to drink and cut your hand on the beer can?

Who begged you to enjoy drinking and hanging with women before deadline?

Run! In 10 minutes, rotary press will start printing. So hurry and run!

- Why should I? - Your legs will be faster than mine at least.

Crap. Okay, I'll give you half of my fee.

Hurry and run!

Yes, sir!

I told you, write something great.

Those kinds of third-rate trash being published in a newspaper is a waste of paper.

Hey, Yoo Soo Yeon!

♫ Morning breeze ♫

♫ blowing my hair into sing a breeze ♫

♫ take me away ♫

♫ Those aren't dreams ♫

♫ riding by my side ♫

♫ afar out ♫

Perhaps... did you also have a strange feeling?

Then... you, too, Mr. Writer?

A feeling like space and time are collapsing?

This... is an earthquake, right?

Huh?

Perhaps...

did you also have a strange feeling?

Then... you, too, Mr. Writer?

A feeling like space and time are collapsing?

This...

is an earthquake, right?

Huh?

- It's an earthquake! - It's an earthquake!

We need to clam down first.

Can there be this strong earthquakes in Seoul, South Korea?

What is the National Weather Service doing? Not even forecasting this?

Scoot over, seriously!

Get away from me.

But I came under here first.

Why are you so selfish?

Are you getting cranky at me?

Now that death is right in front of us, you have nothing to fear, huh?

I am so scared.

It stopped, right?

Yes, I think so.

Stop looking at me that way, please.

You're scaring me, reminding me of "Misery!"

Yes.

Oh, my goodness!

I told you to stop that!

Okay.

It's moonlight.

You said we met before, right?

When was it?

A very, very long time ago?

Well, so... when that was...

Se Ju!

Se Ju, where are you? Ouch.

Why did he turn off all the lights? Where is the switch?

Ouchie.

Are you all right?

Listen to me very carefully. When you are discovered by that man, things will become very complicated.

So you must slip out of here unnoticed, got it?

- But why do I have to? - Just do it.

You find your own way to survive.

When I turn back around, you must not be here.

Got it?

Mr. Writer? Mr. Writer?

How can he give me such a crappy mission in the middle of "melo" moment?

Se Ju!

Se Ju! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?

Oh, your arm! Did someone bite you?

As you can see, I'm fine. What's with the fuss?

Oh, Se Ju. I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner.

I'm on my way back from a business trip to Japan.

You're okay? You're safe, right?

You should have waited to come until daylight. It's so dangerous for you to travel through the earthquake.

Earthquake? What earthquake?

Oh no, Se Ju, you're not okay. You're not okay!

Is this from post traumatic stress disorder?

Should I call Doctor Yang?

Se Ju, what am I going to do?

Why would that girl need to give an interview?

You said she saw it all!

You said she heard it all!

Do you know there is nothing scarier than a "short tongue?"

What if she blabbers useless things, bragging about her heroism?

Don't you know that exaggeration is the basic ingredient for a tale of heroism?

So what?

Block suspicious mouths by paying money.

And just in case the reporters get wind of this, we should first—huh!

You want us to put out an interview first?

By forcing her to read a written script?

But we should at least do that!

Let's say that the story spreads that your novels inspired real-life murder.

Your book sales for sure, but your image will also hit rock bottom in no time.

But why is it because of my novel?

A guy with low self-esteem and an inferiority complex dug his own grave!

I know that.

Everyone in this world knows that.

But even then, everyone will still curse you. Why?

Because you are a star author, a target of much jealousy and envy.

You're the perfect crappy chewing-gum to bite, tear, and chew up.

What chewing-gum ?

You said she's a fan! You meet her and coax her.

If you don't want to, I will try to meet with her. Just tell me where she is--

What is that sound? Didn't you just hear something?

What sound are you talking about!

Why are you yelling like that! Seriously!

You scared me!

Being a fangirl is a 3Ds job. (Dirty, Dangerous and Demeaning)

Today I learned that with my whole body.

Mr. Jo who broke into bestseller author Mr. Han's home a few days ago

has been revealed to be the real shooter at the closed-down factory incident.

This discovery has been shocking. [Revenge murder suspect arrested]

According to the police,

Mr. Jo was very absorbed in Mr. Han's books.

Imitating the criminal methods from the novel,

he committed murders in retribution

towards his co-workers who always bothered him.

So the police is investigating whether additional crimes were committed.

But as to why Mr. Jo attacked Mr. Han

he has not said anything.[Shocking! Imitation the novel for a crime]

Did you make the gun yourself? Please answer.

Hey. Did you leave something?

Ah, I left something I need for my lecture.

Please help us. Please give us a comment.

That kid...

seems to have special talent in creating disturbances.

He took a perfectly normal person-

I'm talking about me-

-he took a perfectly normal person and accused them of being a psycho,

and now he's made a copy-cat killer.

Wow, now that he's come so far,

I think maybe he was born this way.

Se Ju and Se Ju's novels are not guilty, Mother.

All he does is writing the same third-rate novels over and over again, like stamped chrysanthemum bread.

What "author?"

You're bringing that into the study, right?

Give it to me.

[The inspiration for gun-related serial killing is a popular novel?]

Your heart must not be at ease.

Is there a reason for that?

Your son became news gossip.

What son? Do I have another son other than Tae Min?

I'm talking about Se Ju.

We even took a DNA test.

What else do we need to do to end this?

As for a test result,

anyone can fix the results.

If they had the will, they could even manipulate...

You...!

Let's stop now. Se Ju,

it's been 10 years since he's left this house and broke off relations with us!

I know!

He even bought a mansion in the same neighborhood as us, as if he's saying, "Look at me."

Doesn't it mean he wants to see his father's face at least one more time?

Are you the one writing novels?

Whether or not you guys meet behind my back, and share some father-and-son love,

what do I care?

The one who's obsessing over Se Ju isn't me. It's you!

Since you're like this, Tae Min and Sarah

are all in that shape!

What are you talking about?

Are you saying that our kids have problems?

Are you saying that it's my fault?

Take your medicine, okay?

What about you?

Are you shamelessly saying that you don't even have an iota of fault?

Talk this over with your psychologist, not me.

Why don't you lock me in the hospital!

I'm on my way out to the school for giving my lecture.

Then go ahead, then.

Oh,

it turns out that I will "eat from the same rice pot" with Se Ju. (Meaning: working for the same company)

What are you saying?

Golden Phoenix Publishing

would like to reprint "Connection," they said.

I agreed.

And the novel I'm currently writing, they would like to publish that, too.

So I agreed to that, too.

- They asked to have a joint interview with you and me, Father. - Author Baek.

I will be going, then.

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Wait...

Excuse me.

Yes?

Those deer. Go throw them away immediately.

What?

If you throw away deer anywhere, you'll get reported.

Then go release them in the woods, or sell them!

Just make them disappear from my sight.

They're so loud that I can't write.

I-I mean, last time,

you said that it'd be good for some deer to jump around in your garden.

So it was difficult, but we got them.

And we even hired on a deer caretaker.

Fire him, too.

How are you even taking care of those deer?

W-what? How loud can they be, anyway?

Ugh. Who is it?

Mr. Writer, I apologize.

There something that requires your immediate attention.

Go ahead. Keep it short.

Reporter Song just set off a bomb.

Reporter Song?

Oh. That guy who is known for wandering only in dirty places for his prey.

that third-rate reporter?

Yes.

Then its content,

it must be a petty novel which I don't even need to waste time for listening.

Well, that...

It's about the criminal that attacked you. And the motives for his criminal activities.

Are you saying that the criminal say something?

No.

The criminal is keeping his mouth shut.

But apparently an anonymous informant

wrote a letter to Reporter Song.

An anonymous informant...

About what?

The letter says that you stole his life.

- Stole what? - The criminal's life.

Explain it to me clearly!

I-uh...

According to the report, the criminal Mr. Jo

sent a letter at 1PM every day for the last 3 years.

And Author Han plagiarized its contents without permission to write novels.

If the report is true, Mr. Han is not free

from social and cultural responsibility for this—

Author Han has never received these letters or e-mails!

E-mail and packages are all screened by us first!

We have a special team designated just for Han Se Ju's correspondence!

You need to take this.

Hold on. Yeah.

Are you saying the same thing?

That address is the address for our correspondence team.

Author Han's home and e-mail addresses are all secret!

Hey! I know the addresses, so both of you, read it out to me!

Look here, reporters.

Don't you think you are completely being played by an anonymous informant?

-Boss-What!

There!

Ugh. Reporter Song, that asshole.

He has been looking for a prey high and low with his keen eyes.

He lucked out this time.

So you're saying that the letters really did come?

How am I supposed to remember all that? Do you only get 1-2 letters a day?

We just sort through it, and if we think it's from a crazy person, we just shred it away!

I'm tired.

Well, it looks like the reporter got himself a proper scoop.

In any case, the situation has become complicated.

On the subject of a copycat killer,

It will be easy if we just insist that the criminal has no ability of telling the difference between the novel and the reality.

But if public opinion takes a turn that letters were exchanged between you and the criminal

you can be easily accused of committing plagiarism and abetting a criminal.

And Reporter Song will fan those fires, so that the story will tilt that way.

But who's the informant anyway?

We have never released the fact that there were any letters to the media.

The criminal himself is keeping his lips sealed as tight as a shellfish. But it's as if the informant was at the scene of the crime...

And heard the detailed words exchanged between you and the criminal...

Perhaps...

I'll get going. I have to write to meet deadline.

What did I tell you? I told you to block her mouth!

I told you that we needed to shut her mouth right away, whether it was with money or mouth-to-mouth method (sweet-talk)!

I believe that Han Se Ju definitely read those letters.

We know what kind of guy Gal Ji Seok is.

He's someone who will do anything if he can make money at it.

He must have been busy fetching whatever makes for good writing material.

If not, how can one author be tremendously prolific?

But I heard that Han Se Ju's prolific work is all thanks to ghostwriters.

Ghostwriters?

You know, someone who writes the book for the author in secret.

I heard that, too.

That there are four to five ghostwriters behind Han Se Ju, and they are busily running the factory.

What a fun story that is.

Ghostwriter, huh?

Thanks for giving me some good material to write about.

Ah, if you want to claim copyright for that idea, do it now. Don't play dirty later.

Then I will assume that there will be no problems.

Aish!!

Do you know that there is nothing scarier than a "short tongue?"

I am not an accessory to the stalker.

I was just trying to help you, Mr. Writer...

I can put this up in your animal hospital, right? [Lost Dog]

Aigoo, you even made flyers?

I looked everywhere but I couldn't find him.

I would like it if he wasn't starving.

Aigoo, it would be nice if someone took him home and raised him well.

And it would be best if he found his owner, of course.

- Seol? - Yes?

Oh, looks like we have two Seols. You came here for Baek Seol, didn't you?

Oh. Yes.

Hold on, please.

My cat's name is Baek Seol.

- Ah. My name is Jeon Seol. - Oh, I see.

- What a pretty name. - Oh, thank you.

Here, take a look. He is doing much better.

Let's have a look at you.

Hey you, it looks like you gained weight.

Did you like the hospital food so much, or did you just get fluffier?

All right, let's go home.

Get in.

If he vomits again, please bring him back.

Yes, thank you.

Then...

- It's Writer Baek Tae Min, right? - Yes.

Didn't I tell you? He's a regular at our hospital.

Baek Tae Min lives in this neighborhood, too?

Do you need some help?

There is no phone number here.

And it looks like the hand-brake is set to parking level, too.

I don't know if you can help.

I can do anything with all the collected wisdom. The Can-Do-Anything Errand Service.

How about trying me out?

We are looking for the driver of the black sedan illegally parked in front of the animal hospital.

For the speedy treatments for our lovely pets,

we will be grateful if you would move your car.

I will ask again.

We are looking for the driver of the black sedan illegally parked in front of the animal hospital.

- For the lovely pets-- - I'm so sorry, I will go right down.

Thank you. I am saved, thanks to you.

How much is your fee?

One autograph from author Baek Tae Min will be enough.

Oh, you know me?

Of course. Along with Author Han Se Ju, you are the two top idols of the literary world.

How could I not know you?

Being called an idol at my age, it's a bit embarrassing.

Your name is...

Ms. Jeon Seol, right?

I was so moved by your debut work, "Relationship."

It's definitely one of the Top Five of my most favorite Korean books.

I guess you didn't like any of the books after "Relationship?"

Well, that...

Here it is.

You don't lie well, do you?

Excuse me.

Yes, this is Can-Do-Anything Errand Service...

Author Han Se Ju?

I would like to see you briefly today. Where shall we meet?

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Your taste for planning dates is rather savage.

Who said this was a date?

Then no way you are asking to duke it out, are you?

Didn't I advise you last time to develop some creativity?

It's not that I don't have any sense of creativity.

But this... what this means... I can't...

It's open on all sides, so there is no corner in which someone can hide.

And you would not have had time to install a hidden camera or a wiretap.

So could there be a better location?

Then the reason you suddenly changed locations is... ?

Were you the informant?

Informant? What informant?

That night, the words I exchanged with the criminal. Did you inform the media?

So you still suspect me?

Just answer me.

I did not.

Oh yeah? So you are saying you didn't.

All right. At least you're not using the dog as an excuse this time.

But you don't believe me!

Did you dare to speak casually to me?

You do to me, so why can't I?

Why do you think I did that?

Let's hear your rationale, at least.

Since you used such an accurate term as "rationale," I will specially answer for you.

Those only people who would know what words were spoken there are

the criminal, myself, and you.

But the criminal is keeping his mouth shut tight about what happened that day.

Then how would those words have leaked out?

Do you think I went around blabbering about it, like a crazy person?

- So it's me again? - That is the rationale for my suspicion.

Then what do I have to do to get you to believe me?

Didn't I tell you?

I don't believe people.

Especially people like you with innocent faces who do wicked things behind others' back.

If you won't believe me anyway, why bother asking?

If you acknowledge your crime and ask for forgiveness

at least I'll record it for indulgence.

Although I'd have to live longer to see when that would happen.

Oh, and don't worry too much.

I won't seek a legal solution against you for what happened that day.

It's my fault for not shutting your mouth at first.

And it's also my fault for putting my guard down.

But

I won't forgive you twice. Do you understand?

I definitely warned you.

Hey, Han Se Ju!

Oh... 'Hey, Han Se Ju?'

What is so great about you, anyway?

I said I was a fan, and you accused me of being a stalker.

I saved your life, but you don't know to be grateful?

Even if I am kind to you, all you do is suspect me and act wary.

I told you, you didn't save my life, you just butted in--

Do you think things will always go so well for you?

Even you will face the day when you hit a brick wall!

There will come a day when you will need someone's help!

When that day comes, look around you. No one will be there.

I'm sorry, but there is no way I will hit a brick wall.

And I will make sure that I won't need anyone's help, with anything.

What are you doing?

I shouldn't have saved your life back then.

If something like that happens ever again, I will just leave you to die.

I will never help you!

Really! Ouch...

He's changed. He wasn't like that 10 years ago.

He's completely changed.

Oh, this is the end.

Goodbye, my lovely fangirl days.

You were a very good fangirl.

Seol will never escape her fandom world.

Even if Seol accepts your feelings, the center of her world is Han Se Ju.

On the day you plan a heart-fluttering date with Seol

Seol will ditch the date with you

and run to a book-signing for Han Se Ju. That is bound to happen all the time.

That is the fate of the boyfriend of a fangirl.

I can handle that much.

In my signorina's heart, I can permit one empty room.

Are you a fool? And the situation has changed.

She was just gazing at him from afar. But now

their relationship is such that she has visited his bedroom.

- Bedroom? - Yes.

I told you it was a guest bedroom.

Are you going to keep spreading such false truths?

Signorina, what is that backpack for? Where are you going?

I was going to cool my head.

I just ended my love affair.

Ended love affair?

I realized that my idol was nothing more than the image itself.

And I decided to end my long fandom of 10 years today.

I will now return to becoming an ordinary person.

Viva!

Hey, if you became friendly with Author Han Se Ju,

I was going to request him to look at my spec manuscript.

But why??

Seol, I prepared a serenade of love for you.

Listen to this.

♪ Besame, besame mucho ♪

He sure is simple. ♪ Como si fuera ésta noche La última vez ♪

♪ Besame, besame mucho ♪

♪ Que tengo miedo a perderte Perderte después ♪

[Dependable Police, Safe Nation]

We thank you for your cooperation.

We monitor face-to-face talks completely.

So you won't have to worry about your safety.

You've come, Mr. Writer.

You were quite shocked, weren't you?

It appears that my younger sister informed the media.

Your sister?

I told her to not do it.

But she must have felt that I was wronged.

Do you still suspect me?

I didn't do that.

The world must have flipped over, after finding out our relationship, right?

What do you mean, our relationship?

What relationship are you talking about?

Oh, come on, why are you saying that?

Mr. Writer, you gave me the inspiration to commit murder. And to you,

I gave you the inspiration for your novels.

Look here.

I have never given you inspiration.

And I have never received any from you.

I've heard that an intelligent term for this is "muse."

I read it in one of your books.

That writers are always desiring a muse to give them inspiration.

So you are my muse, Mr. Writer.

And I am your muse.

I will speak again clearly.

I have never read any of your letters.

And my novels are not about you.

Don't worry.

I will give you my story. You want it, don't you?

Look here!

I knew it at first sight.

That we are very similar.

What the hell are you?

I did some research on you, Mr. Writer.

There is pretty much nothing I don't know about you.

You were abandoned by your family when you were little.

It was when you were about 10 years old?

The relatives who were your first guardians

collected your parents' life insurance and emigrated without telling you.

And then you lived at so many different relatives' homes after that.

But why did you leave Author Baek Do Ha's house?

From age 16, you lived there for about five years.

Were you abandoned again, perhaps?

Shut your mouth.

You are the same as me.

We were both abandoned, and we are always apprehensive that we will be abandoned again.

So we live being afraid, and can't trust people.

So I believed that at least you would understand me--

No.

You are just a crazy murderer and stalker, that is all.

But who caused me to commit murder? It was you, Mr. Writer.

No.

You only committed murder because you craved attention.

You were despairing about your life.

And you probably killed people just to assuage your anger.

Muse? Inspiration?

Stop babbling nonsense.

I am different from the damn likes of you.

You are different?

Of course, I am different.

So throw away your delusion that I would ever understand you.

So you will betray me?

You pretended to understand me.

You pretended to share my feelings.

And now, you will renounce me?

If you're done speaking, I will leave now.

My life is over because of you!

Because of your damn novel, because of your writing, I am already dead!

How about you become a victim, too?

Try dying because of your writing.

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Yes, Mr. Writer.

Yes, Secretary Kang. Can you find out Ms. Jeon Seol's address for me?

Yes, this is Can-Do-Anything Errand Service.

Isn't this Jeon Seol's cell phone?

Are you looking for Seol?

Who are you?

Me? The Big Bell Celestial Fairy.

Oh, the spiritual power descended from the gods...

But why are you answering that phone?

Seol put everything on hold and left.

She left her phone with me so I can take care of her customers.

She left? Where did she go?

Wherever her feet reaches, I guess.

She takes off like this once in a while, when her thoughts are scattered.

All right, thank you.

Your spirit is very disturbed.

Death, lunacy, delusion, anxiety, phobias, resentment, and obsession.

There is a very dark energy that surrounds you.

And many people may gossip about you.

Your fate is one that will be visited by death many times.

And each time, you create a connection.

But it's difficult for you to tell apart the good and bad among them.

Very soon, you may meet two special people.

Do well. Only then can you live.

You are the same as me.

We were both abandoned

and we are always apprehensive that we will be abandoned again.

So we live being afraid, and can't trust people.

Hello?

Author Han, be sure to not watch any TV or read the internet from this point on.

Why? Did something happen?

Except for my phone calls, don't answer any calls.

No, just turn your phone off!

For the time being, don't even leave your house, got it?

What is going on? [Handmade Gun Murder Suspect Commits Suicide in Jail]

This is breaking news. The murder suspect Mr. Jo who was being held in jail

ended his own life last night.

In his cell, he has left behind

a will of three pages long on A4 paper.

It expresses his resentment and the unfairness he suffered due to Author Mr. Han.

Nonsense. This makes no sense.

Oh, he's come out.

Do you know anything about the criminal's suicide?

Do you feel any moral responsibility or pangs of guilty conscience?

Do you acknowledge having communications with the criminal?

Please give us one comment.

How about you become a victim, too?

Try dying because your writing, too.

[The Talked-About Bestsellers, No. 1]

President Gal?

That Song son of a bitch...

President Gal.

Oh, Reporter Song. Wow.

What are you doing here?

What do you mean? I came because I was worried.

I heard that Author Han disappeared due to his slump.

So what's going on?

No, no, he has not disappeared.

Seclusion to stimulate his creative energy.

He is so busy with preparing for next writing.

He's afraid of breaking his concentration.

We can barely see his face ourselves, lately.

Yes, this is Gal Ji Seok.

Yes, yes. Yes?

Yes.

So what happened?

Dr. Yang, did you meet with him?

PTSD (Post-traumatic stress disorder). It's burn-out syndrome, he said.

Get plenty of rest

and recover my physical strength, then I can overcome it.

He told me not to be anxious.

Just get up.

Telling an anxious person to not be anxious.

How is it different from telling an alcoholic not to drink?

That quack bastard.

Get up! Get up!

What are you doing?

Come on.

Get over here!

Right now.

Write! Don't be so feeble as if you are a fly attacked by insecticide.

"Writing is easy."

"Just sit in front of the typewriter and bleed," that is all.

That is what you said in your interviews.

I was just quoting Hemingway.

Don't try to write properly, just write!

That quote belongs to James Joyce.

If you begin to write, ideas will definitely come to you.

Stop it.

To make water come out, you have to turn the faucet!

I said stop!

If you're not going to write it for me, Hyung, shut your mouth, you bastard.

Really?

What?

Do you need someone to write it for you?

What are you saying?

It's been one month already.

You are not in your right mind, we need to do something.

What on earth are you saying right now?

In one month, you bailed on two literary magazines, and canceled four interviews.

Three lectures, two broadcast appearances, and two trips abroad!

All right. Sure, this can happen.

You are human. Yes, you can be exhausted. I am sure you are worn-out. But!

If the backup project gets screwed up, the damage is too great.

Oh, that damn backup project!

So are you going to write it for me, then?

Just lend me your name.

And if I do?

Let's hire a ghostwriter.

Let's hire a ghostwriter.

What?

You're joking, right?

Have you gone insane?

Just until you overcome your slump.

I will make sure no one knows.

We can get the ghostwriter to sign a contract to keep this a secret.

Get out.

Se Ju. Assess the situation cool-headedly. What we need now

is not your work when we don't know when it will be produced. It's your valuable name.

Get out, you bastard!

I will write it. I will write it!

I will put the manuscript in your hands on the deadline day, Hyung.

So get out, you bastard.

Hey, Writer Yoo! How are you? Of course, I'm good.

Are you still ghostwriting autobiographies?

Have you given up on your dream to be a novelist?

[The smell came closer]

Oh, what's up, man?

Writer Yoo! Have a seat!

Writer Yoo, you must take this to your grave what I am about to say.

Hey, you.

You're here?

Wow. Don't you think that kid is good at dancing?

She's just freestyling.

Let's dance too.

I have a deadline. I promised to deliver a manuscript to someone from the newspaper here.

Deadlines are meant to be broken, you said.

Carpe diem. Be loyal to the present moment. Love myself as I am.

Don't do that.

Come on.

Carpe Diem

Hello?

Is the manuscript done?

I still have time until deadline.

Can you meet the deadline?

Are you telling me to meet it or not?

Gal Ji Seok

So what I'm saying, Writer Han... About the ghostwriter I told you about...

There's a suitable person for it.

If you think it will be hard, I can send him right away—

It's almost done. Don't stop the flow. Bye.

Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem

♬ The streets are calling ♬

♬ Shining with joy ♬

♬ the flaming streets ♬

♬ The breeze is whispering ♬

♬ flaming eyes ♬

♬ Call, call, call them, street's love ♬

♬ Let's whistle as we go ♬

♬ The future's youth ♬

Is it because of the booze?

Or is it the sedatives causing problem?

Or not? Is it just a scene I imagined before, for one of my novels?

Carpe Diem

Did I ever own such an antique item?

What is this? Am I crazy?

Am I going crazy?

Or have I already gone crazy?

If the backup project gets screwed up, the damage is too great.

Let's die. If a writer can no longer write

it's like he's dead already.

Han Se Ju[Autograph Session]

But wait. Why do I have to die?

Think about all that I went through to get here.

I can't crash here. I can't die like this.

Crap! The worst thing is the world is to give and then take away!

Hold on! Hold on! Wait!

I haven't decided yet if I want to die or not!

S-Sa-Save.

If the same thing happened again, then,

I will leave you to die! I will never help you!

Wait...

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♫ Say I will, if our tears haven’t fade away ♫

♫ I may cross now or ♫

Chicago Typewriter

Writer Han?

We cannot get in contact with him.

Han Se Ju, can you not return?

Or you just don't want to return?

How did I end up here?

It's Writer Han's manuscript.

It's been written with a typewriter.

The foreign publishing rights are on fire, too.

I really wrote this?

Well, it is what I intended to write.

You've done a great thing for your country today.

Isn't this a perfect rebirth? Did someone else write this for him?

I will make Baek Tae Min the second Han Se Ju for sure.

Well, this is a minefield.

What is that? Tell me who it is.

I wrote it.

I definitely wrote it. ♫ Satellite love ♫

♫ Through the rain ♫