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Do you work here?

Yes, just a moment.

May I help you?

Do you want it?

Do you want it?

My gosh!

For the sake of maintaining your life, there are times

when you have to act like you are not a fangirl, and don't know what that is.

In other words, you have to pretend like you're just a normal person.

Ms. Sung Duk-mi.

Why didn't you study abroad after graduating from art school?

My dream was to observe other artists' pieces and--

You didn't have the talent? Or was it money?

-There were difficulties, but-- -Bo-gyung,

how is the chairman doing?

Yes. My father sends his regards, and thanks you for the drawing.

It was meant for the chairman's office of GN Group,

so I put extra care into it.

He loves it.

Has she already been chosen?

Bo-gyung, you and I seem to really click.

Excuse me.

My daughter. Isn't it time for you to be at school?

I wonder who just spent five million won at Moon Track.

Is her daughter a fan of an idol group?

Why did you buy 300 albums?

Do you have 600 ears?

You have to get in line at a fansign event?

Then you should've arrived there earlier and waited in line.

Why would you need to spend all that money?

Hyo-jin, get a refund immediately before your dad finds out.

Is Hyo-jin on her way to a fansign event?

They make you get in line according to the number of albums you buy.

In order to make sure you get in, you need to buy 300 albums at least.

Bo-gyung, you must enjoy going to idol fansign events.

I go sometimes to see idols that I like.

What about you, Ms. Sung?

Have you ever been to an idol fansign event?

No.

I have no idea what you're talking about right now.

What were you talking about?

That's right.

This is what a normal person is like.

Ms. Sung, you may come to work starting tomorrow.

-Really? -Yes.

Director Eom, you said the interview was meaningless, and told me--

There's no such thing as a meaningless interview!

Oh, my.

I'm seriously sick and tired of my daughter being a fangirl.

Do I have to have an employee who's a fangirl, too?

If you're a fan of idols,

don't even dream of taking one step into my museum.

Goodbye.

Mr. Kim!

I, Sung Duk-mi, am an expert at acting like a normal person.

But my cover is about to be blown.

-May I help you? -Where is the director's office?

The director's office?

There's no need for Director Eom to know.

So you do remember.

Well...

I know it's a memory you're not proud of.

I guess you don't want Director Eom to find out about that.

If she knows, she won't be pleased.

If you answer my question, I'll keep it a secret.

Who is your client?

Sorry?

The person who made that request.

The client who asked you to purchase Lee Sol's drawing.

Were you talking about what happened at the auction?

Did we ever meet somewhere besides the auction?

No, we haven't.

Also, I can't tell you about my client.

-It's confidential information-- -It's Cha Si-an, isn't it?

-Cha Si-an? -Cha Si-an of White Ocean.

You don't know him?

Cha Si-an? I think I've heard of him.

I'm not familiar with idols.

They all look pretty-faced, and I don't know who is who.

And I hate pretty-faced guys. I resent them.

By the way, why are you here?

Today, I

pretended not to know the person I love.

And I lied that I hated him.

I had no choice since I was pretending to be a normal person.

But still, even if that were true,

how could I say I resented him?

I have sinned greatly.

Si-an.

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

Si-an.

I'd like to introduce to you Cheum Museum's new director.

My name is Ryan Gold.

I can't believe I badmouthed Si-an because of that jerk.

Really?

You guys can welcome me later.

Our first encounter should be done in a happy atmosphere.

But I don't think that's going to be possible.

My gosh.

Why does that jerk have my notebook?

I looked into Cheum Museum after I was offered a position here.

I was very much impressed.

Every exhibition you held here was all pretty much similar.

I couldn't tell if this was an art museum or a place to show off one's connections.

You should have some conscience and hold a proper exhibition

-as people who work in a museum. -Well...

The exhibitions we held weren't exactly that horrible.

If you read the evaluations and articles--

I read every single one.

The media were all saying the same thing.

It was as if they were written by one person.

It seemed like someone copied the news release.

Who's the head curator?

I enjoyed reading them.

All right. I won't ask you guys for much.

I'll only ask you to do one thing.

I want you to forget about your former director's connections.

Shouldn't we discuss that with Director Eom first?

Director Eom?

Who's that?

I thought I was the director of Cheum Museum of Art

starting from today.

I'm sorry, Director Gold.

Thank you for welcoming me.

Director, wait. Director Gold.

Director Gold.

First of all, I'd like to thank you for coming to our museum as the director

when we're currently in a difficult situation.

I'll keep your assessment about Cheum in mind

and use that to self-reflect and improve things.

Okay.

But...

I do

have to say

that you also made me feel a little upset.

Cheum Museum of Art is very different

compared to Mono Art Gallery, where you used to work at.

Our museum isn't run by sponsorships and donations.

-Its parent company, TK Group-- -So, it was just used

to establish a positive image for the company?

The former director had a lot of influence on the management of the museum.

But we, the employees, still did our best even in that situation.

So I hope you won't perceive us with a biased mind.

Let me ask you one thing.

Did your former director seem competent enough

to plan an exhibition all by herself?

-Well... -I guess not.

But you're saying you couldn't say no to her orders

because she and her family owns the company,

and the museum was practically hers.

Are you the type who succumbs to power?

Director Gold.

I'm quite fond of those types of people.

People who surrender to their situation.

People who have no thought, taste, or ego of their own.

People who just follow orders.

You should keep it up.

He wants you guys to cut ties with all my connections? Why?

Is he not going to proceed with the exhibitions as planned?

I think that's what he means.

A genius artist who became the first Korean director

of Mono Art Gallery.

I scouted him because he'd be great for publicity.

But he's actually trying to take over. What do you think?

You met him at the auction and the airport.

And now, he's the director?

Do you think you guys are meant to be?

I shouldn't say something so horrible to my friend.

He told me that he likes people

who have no thought, taste, or ego of their own,

and people who just follow orders.

That's the same thing as telling me to obey everything he says.

What's wrong with him? He came from the land of freedom.

All bosses are lunatics regardless of which country you're in.

You should be grateful that he didn't see your face at the airport.

Imagine what would've happened if he saw you.

That gives me the chills.

It's okay.

-It's okay. -You're right.

How are you so wise?

I was wise ever since we were young.

Seriously.

But he's seriously crazy.

I like this person.

But we're not exactly able to see each other very easily.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Bless you. Thank you.

We got the suite!

How did you get that? Does that mean we can do it?

-Yes, totally! -We can do it!

What a relief.

I'm so glad he didn't see me at the airport.

Exactly.

My gosh, seriously.

Hey,

Seon-ju.

Did you put Geon-u to sleep?

Let me get this straight. I'm not his nanny.

Did you guys eat?

-We ate chicken. -I told you to feed him rice.

-What's wrong with her? -Don't bother her.

She almost had to come out as a fangirl at work today.

What's the big deal about that?

COMING OUT AS A FANGIRL: TELLING OTHERS THAT YOU'RE A FANGIRL

-What? -You have no idea

since you've never had an office job before.

Then do you think the job I have right now

is some kind of after-school activity?

Do you know what happens to you if you come out

as a fangirl at work?

Gosh, you like Cha Si-an?

That's unbelievable. Do you even know how old he is?

You really have no conscience.

I read an article saying Si-an's dating someone.

Ms. Sung, you must be devastated.

What?

You're a fan of an idol star?

Get out.

Not a single art museum in this entire world

will hire you.

What scares me the most is getting outed as a fangirl.

Why can't you just ignore what other people say?

It's way better than always being so nervous about getting caught.

Do you know what people call female curators who like idol stars?

A groupie?

They're curators.

Regardless of who they like, curators are still curators.

But you guys call each other groupies, too.

It's okay for us to call each other that.

But other people shouldn't.

It's a way of diminishing us.

What's so wrong about calling a groupie a groupie?

I mean...

People like you are the reason why

I can't tell anyone that I'm a fangirl, you punk.

Did you forget who helped you be a fangirl behind your mom's back?

If I decide to tell her...

If you do...

Do you think I'll die alone?

Of course not.

You guys grew up together, so you guys should die together as well.

I'll bury you right next to Duk-mi.

What are you doing? Who's that?

"Ryan Gold."

Director Gold?

Even lunatics fall into different categories.

I didn't know which one he was, but he turns out to be an artist.

"Eight years ago, from his very first exhibition,

people started calling him a genius.

He was known for his unique style that went against the trend."

I'm sure his looks were also why he got noticed.

He's handsome.

It's too bad he has an awful temper, though.

His foster mother is Korean.

"Three years back, he suddenly retired.

Then he became the director of Mono Art Gallery.

Currently, he's enjoying the reputation of a genius director."

Interesting, right?

He won't be easy to please.

Don't push!

The meeting will begin in ten minutes.

Right.

My car...

When will I receive it?

Things were so hectic yesterday

that I wasn't able to introduce myself properly.

I am Curator Sung Duk-mi.

I hope we get along well.

Ms. Sung Duk-mi

and Ms. Yu Gyeong-a.

I memorized your names, so that's enough.

We should sit.

We got you what we drink

since we don't know how you take your coffee.

I won't be drinking coffee in meetings,

so you don't have to know that.

Let's see the exhibition proposal.

This is for Cheum's fifth-anniversary exhibition.

I see it's Ahn Myeong-seop's solo exhibition.

Yes.

He just had a group exhibition eight months ago.

Don't you think it's too soon?

-No? -Well...

Director Eom, our former director insisted

on Mr. Ahn's participation in the group exhibition.

He agreed in exchange for a solo exhibition later.

That's a risky move.

He only showed a few of his recent works in the group exhibition, though.

For the fifth-anniversary special exhibition, we'll be presenting

his early works to the ones he's most known for.

That's how you'll differentiate the two?

Why not come up with a completely different exhibition?

Present something more special instead.

Are you saying

that we should cancel Mr. Ahn's exhibition?

That's an easier way to put it.

Let's cancel Mr. Ahn's exhibition.

For the fifth-anniversary exhibition,

we'll have celebrities show their collections instead.

We can't. Not when--

Artworks owned by celebrities.

Wouldn't it naturally

guide the public to show more interest in art?

Also, the profit raised will be devoted

to supporting rookie artists and the culturally disadvantaged.

I already count three positive outcomes.

I don't know if it's my place to say this.

-You shouldn't. -We'll also lose three things.

Mr. Ahn's trust,

our reputation in the industry,

and peace within the museum.

Ms. Yu.

Yes?

Write up a proposal with the ideas I mentioned.

-You're dismissed. -Sure.

I knew he was a lunatic.

A handsome lunatic.

It's her.

The original lunatic.

Yes, Director Eom.

The hospital?

Right now?

I guess I judged you wrong.

Someone without an opinion or ego

who bows to authority.

That's who I thought you were.

How did you manage to work here without voicing your opinions?

It's not like I didn't speak up.

The former director would never listen.

Insubordination is only possible when there's proper communication.

You do know what insubordination means, right?

You mean rebelling without knowing your place, right?

You're badmouthing someone who's not present very easily.

I don't mind saying it to people's faces, either.

Do you want to see?

That's why

I prayed that the new director would be someone I can communicate with.

We can communicate, but we don't seem to be on the same page.

Is that it?

That's not much of an insult.

Anyway, just know

that we can't cancel Mr. Ahn's exhibition.

You may voice your opinion all you want,

but you're not in the position to make final decisions.

That is up to me and Mr. Ahn.

Set up a meeting for the two of us.

Will that be possible?

Yes.

We'll keep the cancellation a secret until the meeting.

I will tell him in person.

That'll be all, then.

The new director wants to see me?

-Yes, sir. -Regarding what?

He wishes to introduce himself and talk to you.

-He must have bad news. -Sorry?

Well...

You really are a terrible liar.

I'd rather have you tell me the bad news.

Get home safely, then.

I'm really sorry, sir.

Don't tell the new director that I already know.

When we meet, I'll tell him

that I'm canceling for a personal reason.

I'd rather keep my pride.

Does that make me a loser?

No, of course not. Please don't say that.

I'm truly sorry about this.

CHEUM MUSEUM OF ART

Where's Director Gold?

He's taking promotional photos in the art gallery.

-Okay. -Sure.

Can you turn slightly? Yes, that's great.

A little to the right. Yes, be more natural.

Okay, good.

All right. Again.

Director Gold, I have the project proposal.

-Place it on my desk, please. -Sure.

Let's do this one more time. Good.

All right. Good job.

Can I get a smile?

Okay.

Director Gold?

Isn't he here?

My gosh! Director Gold.

How was the photoshoot?

Sorry?

Aren't you taking any in your office?

The sunlight comes through here, so it's a great photo spot.

I see that you're done, though.

Good job, then.

Wait, the proposal.

Something came for you. "Content-certified mail"?

THIS PACKAGE IS CONTENT-CERTIFIED MAIL

It was the perfect chance to get my notebook back.

Why on earth does he lock his drawers?

He has so many secrets, just like his mysterious face.

Hello?

Where are you right now?

I'm at the storage room. Can I...

Can I help you with something?

Get out.

What?

Only employees of this museum can enter the storage room. Get out.

Director Gold, what do you mean?

It means

you are no longer an employee of this museum.

You're fired.

Fired?

Me?

Why?

REQUEST TO RECTIFY BREACH OF CONTRACT

-How could this-- -It's strange, isn't it?

How did Mr. Ahn know

that the exhibition would be canceled and send this?

Well...

I did tell him that his exhibition would be canceled.

I told you that I'd tell him myself.

As the main curator who handled Mr. Ahn's work

-for the last five years-- -As the main curator,

you didn't even know how he'd react to this?

Have you learned nothing while working here?

I'm sorry I couldn't keep it confidential.

But even if it weren't me who told him, the result would be the same.

-Even if you told him, it would-- -How could it be the same?

If I was the one who told him, I would've suggested an alternative.

For example...

For example, a solo exhibition in New York.

By any chance,

did you get rid of the proposal on my desk?

No, I didn't even see the proposal.

I have too many doubts to believe what you say.

Get out.

If anyone thinks it's unfair, you may leave with her.

MR. AHN

Mr. Ahn, this is Sung Duk-mi from Cheum Museum of Art.

I'm sorry about my sudden visit last time and I know you must've felt insulted.

I want to meet you in person and apologize.

Please give me one more chance.

I don't think Ms. Sung will come to work today.

How could she really not come?

She has to come and try something at least. Goodness.

The director is coming.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Sesame oil.

Perfect.

This song will be easy to appeal to the public.

I'm making it with the hope that many people will sing it together.

I can't wait to reveal it to the whole world.

The only thing I don't get sick of even if I do it 24 hours a day

is looking at my love, Si-an.

I don't have time to feel depressed. It's his loss if he fires me.

You've all done a great job working and studying

all day today.

I'll see you later, then.

Bye.

He should say goodbye to jobless people, too.

I'm jobless.

Come home right now.

I'm home.

-What? -Quiet.

Can't you feel this cold air flowing in this house?

Are Mom and Dad fighting?

But Mom sent me a text.

I sent it.

Why are they fighting?

It's Dad.

I knew things were too peaceful lately.

The loser sides with Dad. Rock-paper-scissors!

Yes!

I'll side with Mom.

She's old and wrinkly now.

It's natural for her body to ache here and there.

But what? Artificial joints?

Look at our house. Do you think we can even afford that?

Are you blind or are you just plain ignorant?

You know it's impossible. Why do you keep bringing it up?

Grandma is Dad's mom.

He's just worried since his mom is ill.

Aren't you worried about me?

Do you think I go to work at dawn because my joints are perfectly fine?

My body aches, too.

We all know how hard you work, Mom.

I'm the only one struggling all the time.

You lost all our money from that business of yours.

The only thing you do is collect those meaningless rocks.

You have no conscience at all, but you still care so much for your mom.

Fine.

Let her have surgery.

What choice do I have? It's my fault for marrying a mama's boy.

Just take all our money and use it for your mom's new joints

or build a memorial stone for your filial piety. Do whatever you want.

-Mom. -Shut it!

Do you think I want to live such a tough life?

It's my wish to work at an art museum and show off just like you.

I've raised you all my life and you're taking your dad's side.

Goodness.

Both of you are of no help at all.

I can't stand the sight of you. Just get out!

Why should I go out?

Am I someone who has to leave just like that if you tell me to?

What's wrong with you?

What?

"Show off at an art museum"?

You don't even know how I work and how I'm treated there.

What? Is someone treating you badly?

Did you see that? Duk-mi has become like this

-because of you-- -Stop it!

Here.

Dad, use this for Grandma's surgery.

Mom, use this and buy something good for your health.

I'm leaving.

Duk-mi, wait.

Mom, I'll go talk to her.

What's wrong with you today?

Did something happen?

No.

I wish something would happen.

Duk-mi.

Seon-ju's here.

The woman with the most beautiful cheekbone in Korea is here.

Seon-ju is even greater than a deity!

Seon-ju, can I have 3,000 won so I can buy myself some soju?

Let's have some soju.

Come on.

I got fired.

What?

I got fired from Cheum!

Duk-mi,

did you just say "okay" when he fired you?

You should've treated him just like how you treat Eun-gi.

Hey, isn't it an unlucky year according to her zodiac sign?

HUSBAND

Eun-gi, we were all born in the same year.

It should be the same for all of us.

I see.

Then why is she the only one who's so unfortunate?

And why would she give her credit card to her parents?

She should be taking care of her own self.

Exactly.

HUSBAND I HAVE TO GO TO WORK

Hey, I have to go.

My husband has to go because he got a call from the informant.

Hey, wait.

What about her?

What else can we do?

We can't live her life for her.

We spent our money and time on her, and that's enough.

You're so coldhearted but cool.

Duk-mi, you should go home now.

What's the point of being depressed about it?

If you're going to stay home and act all pathetic,

come to my cafe and work part-time.

People can always betray you, but money never does.

We have really handsome customers.

We have a regular who's good-looking.

He kind of looks like Si-an.

-Then... -Yes?

Can I drink one more bottle of soju?

The cafe opens at 8 a.m.

-Take her home, okay? -Hey.

Ryan.

That damn lion.

I'm going to catch him alive and feed him nothing but grass.

I'm not going to give him soju.

-Rock-paper-scissors. -Rock-paper-scissors.

-Rock-paper-scissors. -Rock-paper-scissors.

Nice.

Mom's here!

You came home a while ago. Why are you leaving so soon?

I'm not leaving because I want to.

I'll see you guys.

Why does that informant always change his mind when the sun sets?

I know, right?

Dad, come back later!

I promise that I'll switch to a variety show this year.

I'll be back, okay?

See you.

Visit us often, honey.

Let's go.

He's our new regular. Isn't he handsome?

You should say hello. He's my former boss and former director of my former job.

Are you a regular here?

Let me ask you out of curiosity. Are you going to keep coming here?

-Do you have time? -Yes.

I got fired thanks to someone, so I have a lot of time.

Well, I don't, because someone stabbed me in the back.

Why don't you take my order?

-What would you like? -Warm milk with condensed milk.

Sir, we don't have that kind of menu here.

He drinks lattes with condensed milk without the espresso shot.

Without the espresso shot?

Why can't he just buy milk at the convenience store?

It's not the same as ordinary milk.

You'll be adding condensed milk.

I don't want the espresso shot, so please just do as I say.

Why would you leave out the espresso shot?

Don't you know how big of a role the espresso shot has in a latte?

How would the espresso feel hearing that you don't want it?

Do you even know how it would feel to get kicked out like that?

Your latte with condensed milk without espresso will be ready soon.

I'll take your credit card.

This is not a polite way to treat lattes.

How good would that even taste?

It's hot.

I'll see you again.

He doesn't drink coffee.

He must really care about his health.

What did you say? A handsome regular that looks like Si-an?

You should get eye surgery.

You saw the photo I took of him at the airport.

You know that I have trouble recognizing people's faces

since giving birth to Geon-u.

No, don't go. Ju-hyeok won't be coming because of his exams.

And I need to go pick up Geon-u later.

I can't make that little kid walk over here all by himself.

Let me go.

I'll do the dishes.

Wear rubber gloves.

Is she bold or dumb?

Why would she do something she can't even take care of?

Did you want to see me, Director Gold?

Did you get a hold of Ahn Myeong-seop?

-No, not yet. -What about his family or acquaintances?

Well, the thing is, Ms. Sung was in charge of communicating with him.

So?

Never mind.

By the way, Director Gold.

Did you really mean it

-when you fired Ms. Sung? -Did it sound like a joke?

I'm going to post a job opening for a new curator today.

I want you to write a list of all the artists,

donators, critics, and journalists.

Okay, sir.

I'm not done talking.

I want a list of all the exhibitions that were held at Cheum Museum of Art.

Make it clear and simple.

I also want a list of all the artworks owned by this museum.

-What's your classification system? -Our classification system?

-We use our own... -That means you have no system.

Let's use the standard international classification system.

And I'll send you a list of about 30 new artists

who are currently working in New York via email.

So thoroughly check the places that they usually go to.

Ms. Yu.

We're in trouble.

-Again? -Yes.

Have you made a decision?

One cold brew latte and one green tea Cocomoco.

The painting Saebit Museum borrowed

came back covered in mold?

-Yes. -Here are your macaroons.

We checked before lending it to them,

so check the form we filled out. What's the problem?

Well...

Didn't you check it?

The exhibition schedules were a mess

-so things were really hectic... -So?

Are you blaming the curator

for not properly organizing the schedule?

-That's not it. -You know the curator there.

She asked which terrible senior I learned work from when I called her.

She said what? A terrible senior?

That little...

-I didn't mean... Ms. Sung! -She...

-What's wrong? -No, wait.

Hello, this is Sung Duk-mi of Cheum Museum of Art.

You borrowed our precious child only to contaminate it.

It was already infected when you received it?

Then please provide us with a list of all the artwork you borrowed.

I'll see if there are any more victims and take measures.

Also,

we'll thoroughly check our storage room,

so you had better check yours.

We'll see where this mold actually came from.

Cheum and Saebit use the same storage management company.

Check to see if Saebit had any problems recently.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I forgot to check it.

It's good to admit your mistake quickly,

but this must never happen again.

If it does...

Well, it shouldn't.

Anyway, good luck. Bye!

Ms. Sung.

Yes.

Mold?

Yes.

SAEBIT WILL PAY FOR THIS!

We all want what's best, right?

I'll send you the bill after restoration is complete.

Sure.

I'll tell Ms. Sung as well.

Go ahead. Give me your side of the story.

Please take back Ms. Sung's

termination of employment.

Why should I?

She did nothing wrong.

To be honest...

On whose authority are you canceling Mr. Ahn's exhibition?

I'll talk to him myself,

so go ahead with it.

You're saying that Director Eom

has his back.

Probably.

Ryan Gold will be gone

once my husband's trial is over.

Ms. Yu.

Who do you think you'll be working longer with?

No, I'm sure.

Ms. Sung didn't know anything about it.

Then the exhibition proposal...

Well...

I was terrified,

and I had no choice.

Life taught me

that it's better to listen to the ones who have the worst temper.

I believed that you'd have a better temper

than Director Eom.

-Thank you for the high praise. -So please, reinstate Ms. Sung.

I hear you. You're dismissed.

Also,

if Director Eom finds out

that I told you everything, she'll bury me.

-Can you keep it a secret-- -I get it.

The same with Ms. Sung, too. She has quite the temper.

Welcome...

-Can we talk? -That's not on the menu.

Is it fun to work here?

I've thought about it,

and I believe I may have overreacted.

You may not have taste,

but I should've acknowledged your five-year experience at Cheum.

I'm sorry. I apologize.

Do you mean it?

All right. I accept your apology.

Good. I'll see you at work tomorrow.

I'm only accepting your apology.

Go ahead with the termination process.

-Ms. Sung. -Yes, Ryan?

Did you think you could solve this by just apologizing?

Am I supposed

to work there or get fired according to your mood?

-That's not what I meant. -I know what this is about.

You're only apologizing

because you need me to take care of all the mess going on.

Cheum needs me to properly function.

Exactly.

That's why you should be responsible

and do your best until--

You're the one who killed me,

but you're telling me to clean up my blood.

How can one be so selfish?

I understand your anger, but please don't cross the line.

If you really understand,

you can filter my words yourself.

So you're saying you'll never come back?

No, I won't.

All right.

I guess this place suits you more anyway.

Thank you, sir.

Can I get you your regular drink? Latte with condensed milk

without the espresso shot?

Because of someone, I'll be working overtime.

I'll get an iced mint chocolate.

A refreshing iced mint chocolate coming right up.

He's so annoying.

This isn't for me.

I can't do it.

Living in Korea...

There's no way this will work.

Darn, it's tasty.

The security system has been activated.

Seon-ju seems to be the one enjoying you being jobless the most.

She left the whole cafe to you.

Right, if reality is difficult to bear when you're sane,

going insane is an option.

I got my revenge.

To the director? How?

He's so obsessed with his health, so he doesn't even drink coffee.

So I secretly mixed half a shot in his drink.

Wow, talk about some revenge.

You could even make a movie with that.

Gosh, it's so cruel.

MR. AHN MYEONG-SEOP

Yes, Mr. Ahn.

I called you earlier to apologize.

It's all right, Ms. Sung.

I heard you were fired from Cheum because of me.

What?

Oh, well...

I'm afraid I'm getting senile.

I only listened to Director Eom and acted too hastily.

It's okay, don't worry about it.

You want to talk with the director yourself?

Can you wait a second? I'll call you right back.

Okay.

I knew it. Mr. Ahn would never act that way.

That wench...

SUNG DUK-MI

The person you are trying to reach is unavailable.

Eun-gi, wait for me.

I need to go meet Lion. No, I mean the director.

Why? Are you going to go fight him?

Shall I go with you?

I guess I will.

Director Gold?

Director Gold? I'll let myself in.

Director Gold, I'm Duk-mi. Mr. Ahn just called me...

Director Gold!

Director Gold!

Director Gold, are you okay?

Director Gold! Please open your eyes.

Director Gold!

Director Gold! Open your eyes.

-Duk-mi. -Eun-gi, help me.

-Did you kill him? -Are you kidding me? Hurry.

-Which way? -On the right.

CHEUM MUSEUM OF ART

A caffeine allergy?

He's really in this condition because of coffee?

Yes, he almost died.

Gosh, I've heard about hearts racing and being unable to sleep,

-but I've never... -Yes, he almost died.

You may be perfectly fine on an average day,

but depending on stress levels, allergy symptoms may occur

or become serious.

But if he didn't usually drink coffee,

that means he was aware of his allergy. I wonder what happened.

What if

someone secretly made him drink it?

Attempted murder?

Just kidding. I'll move him to an empty room soon.

Duk-mi.

I knew you'd kill someone one day.

I thought that would be you.

He's alive.

I'll wipe your sweat for you.

I'm sorry.

Ms. Sung Duk-mi?

Ms. Sung Duk-mi?

Ms. Sung Duk-mi, are you home?

Ms. Sung Duk-mi?

Who is it?

Are you Curator Sung Duk-mi of Cheum Museum of Art?

Is that you?

Yes.

You are under arrest for the attempted murder of Ryan Gold.

Hold out your hands.

Do not move.

It will hurt if you move.

A fanpage master of White Ocean's Cha Si-an.

-Are you "The Road to Si-an"? -Yes.

You are under arrest for the assault of Ryan Gold and identity fraud.

Do not move.

It will hurt if you move.

This way.

What...

What?

Mom! Dad! Eun-gi!

-My gosh. -This is the house

of Ms. Sung, a woman in her 30s who is a fan of an idol star.

She's been actively working as a popular fanpage master.

-Please get out of the way. -Please move.

-Am I really getting arrested? -Let's go.

-Is this for real? -She tried to murder

a man in his 30s by adding coffee to his iced mint chocolate.

She had a habit of asking me if I had a death wish.

She suddenly opened her wallet and gave us her credit card.

So we did think that something was wrong,

but we never knew that she'd commit murder.

Then are you saying it was a planned murder?

What are you talking about?

Mom! Mom, what's wrong with you?

-Please get out of the way. -It's not true. Don't shoot me.

-I didn't do it. It's not true. -Please move.

I really didn't do it. No, I refuse to go!

No, it wasn't me.

It really wasn't me.

My goodness, you're up.

Here are your slippers.

Would you like some water?

Here's your water.

It's water. Fresh water.

One hundred percent water.

-Yesterday-- -I didn't know

that you were allergic to coffee and ended up

making a huge mistake.

I'm very sorry.

-Yesterday-- -I must have been out of my mind.

I was so rude to you. I must've been crazy.

-Yesterday-- -Yesterday, I was--

Will you please let me talk?

How did you

find me yesterday?

Oh, well...

Mr. Ahn told me that he'd like to call you

to explain what happened.

So I went to the museum to tell you that.

Did you tell him why I couldn't get back to him?

Yes, it was late at night, so I texted him.

He agreed to follow your idea regarding the exhibition.

And he said he'll talk to you

regarding the details in person once you get discharged.

Okay.

Please schedule a meeting with him.

Okay.

What?

Does that mean

you're going to forgive me?

Should I only accept your apology like you did and just file a lawsuit?

No. If you give me another chance, I'll do my best

to work for you and Cheum Museum of Art.

You can go home now.

Get some rest.

-Ms. Sung. -Yes?

Instead of coming to the museum for work tomorrow,

I want you to come to a meeting.

Are we meeting an artist?

We're meeting a collector.

It's Cha Si-an of White Ocean.

What?

We'll be asking to borrow an art piece.

So even if you don't like him that much,

I hope you'll be able to keep your personal feelings aside.

Yes, sir.

No...

Si-an.

Si-an.

Si-an.

Si-an.

Si-an.

Cha Si-an.

We have a meeting with Cha Si-an of White Ocean.

I'll see you at his house.

I've succeeded as a fan!

It was painted by Lee Sol, an artist that I only know by name.

I fell in love with this at first sight.

I only have a piece from a series.

I SEE A LOT OF ARTWORKS IN YOUR HOUSE

Isn't it so beautiful?

SI-AN

Every time I look at it, I feel touched, happy,

and consoled by it.

No way. Even if I die now, I wouldn't have regrets.

Ms. Sung, do you hate Mr. Cha that much?

Please do a better job at hiding your distaste.

Are you familiar with Lee Sol's work?

I found out by chance that you owned one of Lee Sol's pieces.

Is Si-an dating someone? It's me.

A believable lie is better than an unbelievable truth.

I've been fangirling all these years just for this?

-Don't worry about it. -Good boy.

Ms. Sung. I'll just do it.

I'll be your boyfriend.

Subtitle translation by Ju-young Park