The Game Director Who Returned from Hell - Chapter 5 (Part 1):

For the past two days, I’ve been sleepless.

The reason is that despite Han Seo-rim saying she would think about it and give an answer, she hasn’t contacted me yet.

We clearly exchanged contact information.

I even confirmed that the incoming call signal was working, so there’s no way it could be wrong.

But why haven’t I received a response yet?

Should I wait a little longer?

Or maybe she just decided to ignore it altogether?

My worry deepened, and without realizing it, my hands were repetitively typing and deleting text messages.

Ring!

It was in that moment that a message arrived.

[Let’s meet and talk.]

It seems she has made a decision.

The time was 2 p.m.

[Have you had your meal?]

[Of course, haven’t you?]

A sharp rejection.

[Let’s meet at the campus cafe.]

I immediately gathered my things and left the house.

The campus cafe was quiet.

It was a time when students were wandering outside the school after their exams had finished.

Not bad. It would be quiet enough to talk.

“Here.”

Han Seo-rim pointed to a corner table and motioned me to sit as she propped her chin on her hand.

As I approached, she greeted me.

“It’s been two days. You don’t look like you’ve been doing well… and why are your eye bags so dark?”

“I’ve been working on the game.”

“You are seriously ill.”

Seo-rim let out a bitter laugh.

“Your passion is top-notch. I’ll give you that.”

“Thank you for the praise.”

Even while answering, I felt my mouth drying up. The moment that had me tense carried on, and it wasn’t uncomfortable. Maintaining this tension was a skill in itself.

I asked right away.

“So, have you made a decision?”

“You’re impatient.”

“It’s better to keep things brief. Are you busy?”

“Sure. I’m not a fan of long chats either.”

Seo-rim adjusted her posture, crossing her legs and folding her arms.

I remember hearing that this posture means rejection…

“Anyway, I’m willing to give it a try. It seems like a good experience.”

Books really can’t be trusted.

‘Success…!’

My fist clenched involuntarily.

I barely managed to hold back the corners of my mouth from curling up.

But I couldn’t prevent my tone from getting more excited.

“You’ve thought well…”

“But.”

Seo-rim interrupted and chuckled slyly.

Nervously.

“…Yes?”

“I have conditions too. Since I’m taking on this work, I’ll do my best. But there’s something you need to promise me.”

“What is it?”

“I value my time quite a lot. More than that, I’m someone who values interest. You could call it manners, but I’m quite intense in that aspect. If my enthusiasm wanes, I should be able to quit at any time.”

My body froze.

I tried to read Seo-rim’s intention by looking into her eyes, but unfortunately, I lacked the skill to do so. But there was one emotion I could sense.

Sincerity.

“…It’s quite a bold condition.”

“Are you not confident?”

Am I not confident?

I’m not sure what she means, but it’s not a funny thing to say.

If I weren’t confident, I wouldn’t have even started.

“All right. There shouldn’t be any problem because such a situation won’t arise in the first place.”

I won’t even come to that point where such results would be produced.

Displaying mediocre results and receiving lukewarm responses was enough from my past experiences in the corporate world.

I have no intention of feeling that terrible feeling again.

“I hope you will showcase the skills that match your confidence.”

“Not a problem.”

Seo-rim extended her hand for a handshake.

As I shook that hand, I added a few words.

“I’m counting on you.”

It felt strangely new. After all, she didn’t hold my hand two days ago.

Of course, I wasn’t entirely lost in thought.

“It’s me who’s really counting on you.”

I shook that hand firmly.

Somehow, one thing was resolved.

Successful recruitment of an Art Director.

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