I Became a Malicious Streamer

“I’m sorry…”

Inside a room of a certain building, Ji-eun bowed her head once again.

This was already her third apology. As Ji-eun’s eyes rolled around in confusion about what to do, someone waved their hand dismissively, as if to say it wasn’t necessary.

“No, you don’t need to apologize. It’s really okay. It wasn’t intentional, right?”

That someone was Kwon Sang-tae. He was having an honest conversation with his niece after a long time.

Right now, they were in the building of “Planning Agency Selection,” where Kwon Sang-tae was the CEO. Specifically, he was in the president’s office on the top floor of the building.

Although he had experienced a rather ridiculous misunderstanding, Kwon Sang-tae had proven that he was not a scammer and that he was Ji-eun’s uncle.

The process of proving his identity was somewhat disgraceful and persistent, but nonetheless, he succeeded in proving himself and was able to bring Ji-eun here, claiming he had something to discuss.

Perhaps due to the blunders during their first phone call and the trivial arguments during the proof process, Ji-eun was constantly avoiding his gaze.

It wasn’t surprising considering the situation. It really was awkward.

Even Kwon Sang-tae, while not showing it, had a bit of a wounded heart.

‘Being called a voice phishing scammer…’

Kwon Sang-tae, who was always successful in discovering new talent, was known in the entertainment industry as the “Midas Touch.”

Every aspiring actor wanted to get even a single word from him, and that fact was evidenced by simply wandering around the Daehak-ro area for a moment.

But to be treated like a scammer? A voice phishing criminal? He’d only ever received love calls, and this was the first time he was being treated like this—it made his head spin.

Even when he tried to explain, it wasn’t easy to earn their trust; during the second call, he almost had his number blocked.

However, it was understandable with a broad mind. After all, Kwon Sang-tae was an adult. Unlike his young niece in front of him, he had experienced the world’s storms and was a mentally mature adult.

That’s why he was able to smile and say it wasn’t a big deal.

“You forgot what your uncle’s voice sounds like, right? Haha, it’s been a while since we talked, so that can happen.”

Ji-eun flinched at his words. It seemed this approach was the right one.

They were never particularly close in their conversations anyway, and Kwon Sang-tae’s voice wasn’t particularly unique.

It was definitely hard to guess that an uncle with whom Ji-eun had never had contact would call out of the blue.

But now that he introduced himself as Uncle Sang-tae, saying “I’m not taking out a loan” was a little shocking.

‘It’s all because the world is in chaos. Chaotic.’

In that sense, it was only right to praise Ji-eun for being sharp.

At least it meant that she wouldn’t fall for any scams. That determination to express her opinion firmly and hang up was… quite an advantage in these days filled with swindlers.

Kwon Sang-tae nodded, saying that his sister raised her daughter well.

However, considering they were already awkward after a long time without seeing each other, it was expected that the room would be filled with silence following such an incident.

The heavy silence felt suffocating, but aside from that, Kwon Sang-tae was satisfied.

‘My eyes never lie.’

He was primarily satisfied with Ji-eun’s appearance.

Although he didn’t show it, Kwon Sang-tae was surprised to see his niece after many years.

She had a visual that totally didn’t pale in comparison to the actors associated with his agency.

He already knew that his niece was pretty. After all, she had inherited superior genes from her parents and was a head-turner even in her childhood.

But he didn’t expect her to be this stunning. He had seen her on broadcasts, but those were mere glimpses.

The broadcast cameras failed to capture her true beauty.

For entertainers whose assets are their face and body, they often spend considerable amounts of money on beauty regimens. They maintain their beautiful looks through time and money spent on management.

Yet, Ji-eun, an ordinary person who hadn’t undergone any such management, wasn’t at all inferior? It was illogical.

But such an absurd thing occurred. Kwon Sang-tae was a firsthand witness to that fact. He was not the kind of fool who would deny what he had seen.

He found the raw gemstone and now all that remained was to carefully dig it out.

He needed to handle the mining process carefully so that it wouldn’t crack or suffer any internal damage.

Kwon Sang-tae asked directly, but with a very calm demeanor.

“Do you have any thoughts about becoming an actress?”

*

I’m Ji-eun, but I’m not Ji-eun.

I am Ji-eun, but I’m not the ‘real’ Ji-eun.

This is something I feel every time such a situation arises. This time, I made an unbelievably silly mistake. A mistake that the real Ji-eun wouldn’t have made.

The incident started when I received a phone call from this man who claimed to be my uncle. He expressed his delight at seeing me after so long, and I mistook the call for a voice phishing scam.

The fact that the phone number wasn’t saved was a big mistake, and my ignorance about Ji-eun’s relationships was another issue.

Honestly, I felt a bit wronged. How could I recognize an uncle I had never seen just from a phone call? I’m busy trying to bridge the distance with my new family.

‘His voice really sounded like a scammer…’

My instinct shouted that, and I was wrong.

No use crying over spilled milk—it was a meaningless lament.

If I had truly decided to live as Ji-eun, I should have figured out my family ties beforehand.

In the condition I was in, it was clear that issues would have arisen sooner or later.

I managed to bypass suspicion this time, so being more alert should be enough.

Planning for the future is one thing, but now I needed to focus on dealing with the current situation.

I was facing Kwon Sang-tae (46 years old, uncle), who was passionately talking to me while looking me in the eye.

“What I’m saying is, Ji-eun, your face is one that I just can’t let go of as the CEO of this agency. Just by looking at you, your star potential is oozing everywhere. Isn’t it a shame that only I get to see this? I just want to tell the world right now—.”

I had no idea that there was an uncle like this. Naturally, I had no information about him, and it was only a moment ago that I learned he was the CEO of an agency.

When asked if I knew what my uncle did, I broke into a cold sweat.

It wouldn’t have been weird if I had asked if he was trying to deceive me or where the real Ji-eun had gone—all while pressing closer to him.

Fortunately, it seemed the original Ji-eun didn’t know that her uncle was the CEO of an agency either. It was a relief that the original Ji-eun had a bit of a distant personality, often indifferent to others.

He was the CEO of a large agency that specialized in caring for famous actors.

That was the best way to describe Kwon Sang-tae right in front of me and the reason he was flapping his gums in front of me right now.

So this man was desperate to make me an actress?

‘An actress? Me?’

While it made sense, I also had my doubts.

It wasn’t so much about wanting to or not; it was more about whether it was even possible.

To be an actress, you had to act well. Isn’t that the fundamental premise?
What could he be thinking without even seeing my acting?

“Well, let’s at least try it out. We won’t know whether you’re good at it or not unless we try. If you’re good, that’s a jackpot, but even if you’re not, as long as you’re not a total disaster, it’s fine. Your face will cover everything.”

Did my emotions really show on my face? Kwon Sang-tae seemed to have read my thoughts to a T.

Well, if it’s a professional saying it, then maybe it’s worth considering.

“Hold on a second.”

Just as I was nodding in response to his words, he suddenly stood up and picked something up, placing it on the table.

A pile of appropriately thick, fluttery papers. They were white sheets covered in black words.

“This is the script. How about it, does it pique your interest?”

It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t interested. It wasn’t so much about a curiosity in acting or being an actress but more about what was written in the script and how it was formatted.

“Can I read it?”

“Of course! Take your time to read it, and if you have any questions, just let me know.”

He acted like a full-fledged actor choosing a project. His demeanor was a bit awkward, but I didn’t mind as I picked up the script and slowly turned the pages.

‘Oh…’

It was fascinating. This was the first time I had ever seen a movie or drama script.

It felt like facing a magical world, and I didn’t dislike it. I felt a wave of excitement and was engrossed in skimming through the other scripts one after another.

‘This one…’

While eagerly studying the scripts, I paused with one in my hand.

What was inside it was too familiar.

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