I Want to Be a VTuber

I’ve thought about it since childhood.

Ever since the day I saw that performance, I wanted to act like that someday.

Was it jealousy, or admiration? She didn’t know.
…To be honest, it was probably closer to admiration.

When they were children, Ju Seoyeon had been so incredible that Jiyeon hadn’t even dared to think of chasing after her.
When she suddenly disappeared from the industry, Jiyeon couldn't understand why.
She had pushed her to return countless times.

After entering adolescence, she came to understand the reason to some extent.
But before that, they had nearly fought over it several times.

That was how much Seoyeon's acting meant to Jiyeon.

"If it's too much, you can do it later. There's no rush."

That’s what Jo Sehee had said.
Filming without Ju Seoyeon was far more difficult than expected, and the staff’s exhaustion was evident.@@novelbin@@

She couldn't even get through a single take without an NG.
She had to repeat the scene multiple times just to get something decent.

But—

"It's okay."

Now that filming had dragged on for so long, she felt like she could do it.
She could be more honest with herself.
She could finally express these emotions.

"I'll give it a try."

Ju Seoyeon probably didn’t know.
But since childhood, Jiyeon had always aimed to act like her.

'…Of course, if Seoyeon knew, she'd probably look at me with that annoyingly smug face.'

That thought alone was unpleasant, so she had no intention of ever telling her.
But it was the truth.

She wanted to act like her.
To deliver performances that could move people, shining like starlight.

Because that had been her precious dream ever since she was a child.

***

"I always envied you, milady."

As Michiko attempted to throw herself out of the window, Yeon Seonye grabbed her arms and slammed her against the wall.
If she didn’t restrain her like this, she would jump immediately.

"A mansion this grand. If you want something, your maids will serve you hand and foot. Isn’t that amazing?"

Yeon Seonye had struggled just to pay for her younger sibling’s medical bills, yet for Michiko, that kind of money was mere pocket change.

The disparity.

The overwhelming difference between them—one she could never overcome—had filled her with jealousy.
No, it had made her furious.

"You have so much, so what the hell makes you so miserable that you'd want to die?"

The venom in her voice made the audience hold their breath.

Yeon Seonye’s emotions were bleeding through the screen.