She slowly looked him over from head to toe.
The stare was far from comfortable.
The male staff member made absolutely no effort to hide his discomfort.
“Do you need something from me?”
“What’s your name?”
“Baek Junhee, props team. Everyone on set just calls me Junie.”
“Aha. Junie. We run into each other a lot, don’t we?”
“……I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I get that fairly often because I have a rather common-looking face. Today is the first time I’ve met you.”
Baek Junhee replied bluntly.
Admittedly, he certainly did look the part.
A hunched, slight build. A suffocatingly unfashionable plaid shirt worn like an engineering student. Shaggy curly hair. Thick-lensed glasses……
And to top it all off, a slightly awkward overseas-Korean way of speaking.
He was practically the complete visual package of an utterly ordinary nerd.
Anyone looking at him would peg him as a disposable extra, a bottom-rung staff member with…