I think
I know who this bitch is.
What'd you say?
You said this bitch's name is Mo-mi Kim, didn't you?
MASK GIRL
CHUN-AE KIM
Why don't you introduce yourself?
I'm Chun-ae Kim.
Hmm? What?
Wh-- What "ae Kim"?
Chun-ae Kim, sir.
Hey, hey! Quiet-- Quiet down. And?
That's it?
Yes.
Sit in the empty seat there. The second one from the back.
And by the way, some of you were late again today.
Don't be late, wear your uniforms properly,
and focus, the tests are right around the corner.
And Min-jun, stop falling asleep in class.
Yes, sir.
Keep it down!
- Have a good day. - You too!
Did you watch Music Plaza yesterday?
Did you watch it yesterday? My oppa got an award for it.
Oh my God, he was so cute. I was dying, I swear!
Hey! Sechs Kies or H.O.T.?
Huh? What?
Do you like Sechs Kies or H.O.T.?
I like...
Sechs Kies.
- Sechs Kies? - What the heck? Ugh! Damn.
Damn. You're lame.
So lame. Let's go to the snack bar.
- Hello. - Hello.
- Why's he always so good-looking? - Yeah.
Get lost!
- Haven't seen you in a while. - I know, it's been too long.
His name was Bu-yong.
He was preparing to make his debut as a member of a boy band.
He was my first love.
But at the time, all I could do was watch him from afar.
I couldn't say a word to him.
The next time we saw each other was the summer of junior year.
Have a good one.
Welcome.
Hold on.
You know me, don't you?
Huh?
We were in the same class last year.
Um, we were.
Wasn't your name Chun-ae?
You... Yeah, that's my name. How d'you know?
You have the same name as my grandma.
- Oh. - Yeah, but it's such a relief, honestly.
What is?
That I have someone I know work here.
Sorry... you-- you're not-- you can't...
buy alcohol.
Can you make an exception?
I'm sorry, but
can I have a pack of Seven as well?
Oh, Seven.
Wait. You can't go and tell anybody else, ok--
Yeah, of course.
Thank you so much, Chun-ae.
Bye now.
After that day,
he came by here more often.
I was happy that I got to talk to him, regardless of the circumstances.
Hey!
Bu-yong sent me to get you.
Me?
Where to?
Get on.
Where are we going?
It's Bu-yong's birthday,
and he really wanted to invite you.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
- Damn it! - I don't want to.
- Chun-ae! What's up? - Man, I'm drunk.
- Hey, what's up? - Come over here.
Hey, you. Move for her.
Come sit here.
What is she, a lumberjack?
Thanks for coming, Chun-ae.
Well... thank you for inviting me.
Have you ever drank?
- No. I've never really tried it. - Oh, really?
My birthday will be your first time, then.
- Ohhh! - Aah!
This is an honor, man!
- Oooooh! - Hey! C'mon, drink!
Drink up! Drink up! Drink up!
- Chug! Chug! Chug! C'mon! - C'mon, drink up already.
- Chug! Chug! - Drink it. Let's go!
- That's right! - She's gulping it down!
- She's drinking it! - Don't drink it all at once.
- Jesus Christ. - You'll get drunk.
I called Yong-su's friend to come by later.
- Yong-su's friend? - Jesus!
- Oh. I'm sorry about that. - It was just my shoulder.
You did? Yong-su's friend is so good-looking!
It's crazy how much you like men.
- Maybe I shouldn't have called him. - Oh, c'mon! What did I do?
Why aren't you inside?
You okay?
What?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Ah. See I told you to drink slowly.
Well, I'm okay. Don't worry.
- Good to hear. - Yeah.
Um, Chun-ae.
Yeah?
I have something to say.
Could you lend me some money, please?
Wha-- What?
The check came out to be more than I expected.
I... How-- How much?
Like, 200,000 won.
That--
That's a lot of money.
I will be getting some money next week.
I'll pay you back right away.
I'll lend it to you.
Thank you so much.
I knew I could trust you, seriously.
Bu-yong did not pay me back, even after a week had passed.
In fact,
he always came to see me whenever he needed money.
Two bottles of soju, please.
Two bottles of soju, coming right up!
Fried rice, please.
Sure thing. Two bottles of soju.
Thank you.
BU-YONG, HUGE CONGRATS ON YOUR DEBUT YOU WERE TOTALLY AWESOME
- Hey! What are you doing? - More than a month had passed...
- It's getting busy! -...but he never replied.
Bu-yong!
Don't push. Don't push!
Bu-yong!
Uh! It's so damn cold. Seriously, fuck.
- Did you get the cigarettes? - Yeah.
- But I don't have a lighter. - I do.
Yeah, you got a lot of folded paper cranes again.
Pile of trash keeps growing bigger, damn it.
Fucking hell, seriously.
Light me up?
Thanks.
By the way, did you know her?
Who?
The girl who knew your name. She was standing there.
Uh... We were in the same class in high school.
Ah, same class.
It's not like you hung out with her, right?
You fuckin' asshole. Do you wanna die? Are you crazy?
- C'mon, it was a joke. - She was one of my bank accounts.
-"Bank account"? - Yeah.
I used to constantly borrow money from her.
What the hell? How many "bank accounts" do you have?
When I was at my peak, um,
had about ten or so.
You had ten?
You're fuckin' amazing!
Okay, so...
how much did you exactly get out of her?
Like, enough to buy a luxury car.
Wha-- That's crazy.
She used to be my reliable source of income.
Did you do anything for her?
Girls like that, you call them saying you're having a hard time...
WGR00: THE TRUE NATURE OF BU-YONG CHOI, MEMBER OF PRINCE
I AM EXPOSING THE TRUE NATURE OF BU-YONG CHOI, A MEMBER OF PRINCE
POST
PHILIP (BU-YONG CHOI), MEMBER OF PRINCE
SCHOOL PHOTOS LEAKED
A JUVENILE DELINQUENT
UNDERAGE DRINKING, SMOKING, ASSAULT, EXTORTION
EXTORTION WHILE IN SCHOOL
HELD A TEARFUL PRESS CONFERENCE
HIS FANS DISAPPOINTED
VIEWS / COMMENTS
BU-YONG CHOI LEAVES BOY BAND PRINCE
PHILIP (BU-YONG CHOI) LEAVES BOY BAND
PHILIP (BU-YONG CHOI) LEAVES GROUP
I wanted to become pretty.
That was the only goal I had in my life.
Hello, everyone!
Today, here at Gangcheon Plus Mart,
we are having a three-year anniversary sale.
We will be holding a big event during the sale period.
I thought I would avoid him if I ever met him,
but strangely enough, I became curious.
Hey. Bu-yong Choi.
Don't miss out on this great deal!
Who are you?
It's me.
Chun-ae.
Huh?
From Seonghui High School. You know, Chun-ae Kim.
I could feel the drastic change in the way he looked at me.
That excited me.
Argh. Oof. Argh.
You scared me, nasty dog. Go.
Get up now. C'mon, I'm hungry.
Five minutes.
Just five.
All he had to his name
was a beat-up car.
Bu-yong was afraid to work.
Maybe due to the fact that he was a former boy band member.
It made me feel rather guilty.
Have this too.
All right.
You can stay at my place if you want.
Until you get a job.
I mean, sure.
But will you be okay?
As long as you try your best to find a job.
Yeah, I will. Yeah.
So I had to... find a job that made more money, for him.
Do you sing well?
Oh, a little bit.
How about dancing?
- I performed at promotional events. - Oh, very nice.
Physical contact won't be acceptable here.
But depending on the individual, there may be some touching.
So try your best to avoid them, okay?
We don't have rude customers that engage in excessive physical contact,
but there are idiots who become, um, dickheads if they drink a lot.
Soon enough, I became the star of the club.
Ah, Ping-ping! What did you do today?
Did you have a good time?
I told you to throw out the trash this morning.
Why are you sitting in the dark anyway?
Look at this place. It looks like a pigsty.
Did you smoke inside the house?
With Ping-ping here?
Oh my God.
Did you even feed Ping-ping?
Yeah.
Did you or not?
I told you, I fed it.
What a load of garbage.
You're talking about dumb useless stuff instead of telling me where that whore is.
Who said I wanna hear your sob story, bitch?
Whoa, wait a minute!
The next part of the story is about her.
That's the truth.
How could you forget that? Care to explain?
- He's a regular. - Mr. Kim is a struggle for me.
About two months ago, that bitch started coming out to the club.
Say hi to her.
She's the new girl that started recently.
- How old are you, darling? - I'm 28 years old.
- Oh, then you're a year older than Mi-ae. - Wait, I'm actually 28 as well.
- I lowered my age by a year. - What?
Show me your IDs, then.
So we're clear about this from the get-go.
CHUN-AE KIM DOB 06/27/1983
So you really were born in '83. Darling?
I'm sorry, I lost my ID card.
What? Don't pull something like that.
C'mon, show us.
Forget it. She wouldn't pretend to be older, after all.
Just work out how you'll address each other on your own.
- What will be your stage name, hon? - Pardon?
It's not like you'll be using your actual name.
Uh...
- I'll be A-reum, then. - A-reum?
That's nice.
That bitch stole my spotlight the moment she walked in the room.
Hey.
I was supposed to wear that dress.
The boss told me to wear this dress today.
Take it off.
- C'mon, take it off! - Hmm, damn it!
What's wrong, girl?
That whore even snatched my regular customers from me.
Mr. Song, you're here. When did you get here?
Huh?
Why didn't you tell me, huh?
- Oh, I-- I called for A-reum today. - You're here.
Hey, A-reum. You're here.
Here we go!
Why did you come so late?
You've been coming by more often, of course.
There's something called ethics when it comes to business.
So why the hell are you stealing my clientele?
I've never stolen anyone's stuff.
You haven't?
Then why do my regular customers ask for you?
Why are you asking me that?
If you're curious, just ask the boss?
You're the bitch who led them on. Don't drag her into this.
Ow!
Just stop fucking around.
Seriously, you fucking slut!
Stop acting like you're pretty and shit when you got your whole face done!
- Damn! - Ow!
Like you didn't get your whole face done too.
- - Let go of me! - Let go! - C'mon, let go! You let go first!
- You let go first! - Wait a second-- Let go of me!
Hey!
On the count of three, let go.
Okay, one, two, three!
I knew you'd do this, you fucking bitch--
- That's what I should say-- - Hey! What are you doing?
Let go, right now!
Why are you two fighting?
Because! She's stolen my regulars since day one.
How is that her fault, huh? Would that have happened if you'd done better?
What? C'mon!
The ones with no skills are always the ones who blame others.
Uh... hold on.
Now that I think about it, I think I was in the wrong.
I won't do that again, Mi-ae.
Do you really wanna die?
Look at you! She even apologized to you.
Be the bigger person, A-reum, will you?
Her personality's all twisted, you see. Let's go.
Oh! It's fucking ridiculous.
I left the club that day.
And that was the last time I saw that bitch.
You think I'm gonna believe that bullshit?
This really isn't me, I swear!
J-- Just look! Her boobs are real.
But mine are silicone implants.
So this is... silicone?
Fucking hell.
- If you're lying, I'm gonna eat you alive. - Ow!
Listen... Just, uh-- Why would I lie to you, huh?
I wanna kill that bitch as much as you do.
All right.
Tell me where that bitch is right now.
- Hey, Jin-a! - Ah!
Hi.
How've you been?
- She told me she quit. - What?
Why?
She might've moved to a club with higher pay.
- Where is that? - How would I know?
- Should we report her to the police? - We can't do that.
I'll end her with my own hands. Nothing will
stop me.
How about I go to the other clubs and ask around?
If she's gone to a place that pays her more,
that means she's become an escort.
If we search those places, we'll be able to find her.
I'll put in some legwork.
That'd be nice if you do.
To do that, I also need some money.
Do you?
- I'm missing work to do this with you. - How much you need?
- 300,000 per day? - 100,000.
- Two hundred. - Get lost, now.
I can find her on my own.
If you look into it, everyone will know in a split second
that some weird lady's going around looking for her.
Then, for sure, that bitch will skip town, you know.
Okay, so I'll start looking around and give you a call.
Report back to me regularly.
GIL STUDIO APARTMENTS
It's me, Chun-ae.
All the stories I told that crazy woman about Mo-mi,
were actually...
- What happened to your face? -...all lies.
Let's talk inside.
Mr. Kim is a struggle for me.
It was true that I met Mo-mi at the club.
Oh, hello there. Say hi to her.
She's the new girl that started recently.
As I was talking to her, I realized you were the same age.
You should become friends.
You two have a lot in common.
We really were like twins.
How we wanted to become pretty in the past.
How we were hurt by others.
And even how we wanted to be born anew.
All of our memories.
Our lives were so alike.
A-reum.
Isn't this yours?
I found it on the makeup room floor.
Thank you.
Where did you buy it, huh?
Do you like it? Do you want it?
It's okay. No, no, that's not what I meant.
Well, I... I really wanna give it to you.
Come here.
And there! It looks good on you.
Then, one day, out of the blue,
Mo-mi didn't show up at the club. And didn't tell me.
Mo-mi?
Hey! What's wrong?
Are you sick?
Are you actually sick?
Hey!
You're burning up!
Hey, let's go to the hospital. Now, c'mon.
I'm not going.
What are you talking about? You have a fever!
C'mon, get up. Hmm?
Let's go to the hospital, c'mon. You're going to die at this rate!
C'mon, get up!
I said I'm not going!
All right, fine. Do whatever you like, even if you die.
I'm leaving.
I can't go to the hospital.
What are you saying?
I killed a person, Chun-ae.
You stupid liar.
You're lying just to avoid going to the hospital.
That's when Mo-mi told me the story she had never told anyone before.
Like, why and how she ended up here like this.
What are you crying for?
I wanted to protect Mo-mi.
I felt that by protecting her, I was also protecting myself.
If some lady comes to the club and asks for A-reum,
tell her she left for...
for some other place to make more money, okay?
Sure, of course. But why? Who's that old woman over there?
Ugh! She's trying to steal A-reum's money.
- Ah, those pieces of trash. - I'm counting on you, okay?
You got it. Bye.
Get out of here, quickly.
That woman is gonna kill you when she finds you.
I have nowhere to go.
Can't you go to your mom's place?
She's still your mom.
She'll help you once she knows.
I told you already, my mom's not that kind of person.
She'll probably report me immediately to the police when she sees me.
What about going abroad?
It's not that easy nowadays.
Stowing away sounds a bit scary somehow.
I'm sorry, Chun-ae. For dragging you into this.
Don't say stuff like that.
Let's look for a way together.
I'm sure there's a way.
What's going on? You never sleep anywhere else.
So you did know I didn't come home, huh?
Thought you didn't since you never called.
Goodness.
Did you feed Ping-ping?
I'm sorry,
but I would like you to leave now.
Do you not hear me?
I would like you to leave now.
- I don't want to. - What?
I said I don't want to.
This is my house.
Get out, now.
And what if I say I can't?
I should've known not to take in trash like you.
Leave before I call the police. If you don't leave now, I'll report you.
"Trash"?
You're the one who's trash.
What?!
You uploaded that photo, right?
What do you mean?
You know what. The photo that fucked up my life.
"Wgr00" is your ID, isn't it?
While I was using your computer, your ID...
came up as "wgr00."
Were you happy that you ruined my life?
That's not me.
It's not you?
Hmm.
Fuck you!
Fucking shit. Look, bitch...
just thinking about what I went through because of you back then, seriously...
It's not me. I'm telling you.
Don't bullshit me.
I have evidence. Why you fucking around, pretending it's not you, huh?
And what did you say to me? You want me to leave your house?
C'mon, what the fuck!
Crazy, the more I think about it.
Listen, you fucking bitch.
Even if I die, I won't leave till I get payback for what you did.
I won't hit your face, at least, since you still have to work.
But if you scream, you die.
- Can I get one serving of tteokbokki? - Sure.
Huh?
Hey.
You're Mask Girl, aren't you?
Oh, uh...
It's me, Teddy.
Teddy who?
Mask Girl Heart Teddy, remember? Your fan club president.
Wow, this is surreal, so crazy! Wow. Wow, wow, wow.
I'm not sure what you're talking about.
N-- No?
N-- Now that
I'm seeing you with my own two eyes, I know it's you.
I watched your live streams so many times.
I totally loved your live streams!
Wow, but you became really pretty. That's crazy.
You know,
I don't think you would've ever done such a--
Uh-- What?
Hey!
Are you okay?
Uh, listen, I know you are Mask Girl, I do.
I've been looking for you!
If you keep following me, I'm gonna report you to the police.
Report me!
I'll totally keep it a secret that I met you.
- Mask Girl, I-- - Get lost, you stalker, before I kill you.
Chun-ae.
Where are you going?
Let me go with you.
He must be sleeping.
- Get what you need and come back, Chun-ae. - Okay.
Where are you going?
What?
You fucking bitch, I asked you where you were going.
I was gonna take Ping-ping for a walk.
You're gonna go for a walk with a designer purse?
Ah, fuck, at least use your brain if you're gonna come up with an excuse.
Jeez!
You crazy bitch, where do you think you're going?
It's because you haven't been hit enough.
- Fuck! - No, Ping-ping!
Fucking mutt!
You trash! I'm gonna kill you!
Fuck off, you crazy asshole!
Die!
Oh, you fucking bitch. Come here!
You ugly piece of shit. I played with you cause you fixed your face.
Think you can mess with me, you fucking bitch?
Know your damn place!
A bitch like you needs to die.
Die, you fucking bitch.
Ah, you bitch!
Fuck!
Who the fuck is that fucking bitch?
Ow! Oh, fuck.
D-- Damn it!
- Fuck. - Fuck.
The other way.
CHUN-AE KIM
The number you are trying to reach is unavailable.
- Please leave a message... - That sly bitch.
Did she run away?
MG LOVE MESSAGE RECEIVED 5
What is this?
MG LOVE! MESSAGE ME! CRAZY THING HAPPENED!!!
TAKE A LOOK AT THIS
SHE MET UP WITH SOMEONE IN FRONT OF THE MART
I MET THIS WOMAN TODAY BOOBS CONFIRMED SHE'S THE REAL MASK GIRL!
GIRL WE THOUGHT WAS MASK GIRL AND REAL MASK GIRL KNOW EACH OTHER
ISN'T THAT CRAZY?
Shit!
I'm gonna kill that--
Shit.
Oh, shit.
Those bitches.
So where do you wanna go?
Wherever the road leads.
Is there somewhere you wanna go?
Not really. I don't think so.
I think I'm pregnant.
Pregnant? Really?
Whose child is it?
Is it Oh-nam... Ju...
What are you gonna do now?
I'm gonna have it.
Are you crazy? How are you gonna raise the baby given your situation?
No idea.
I'm sure it'll work out.
I wonder if it'll be ugly.
When it's an adult, it can get plastic surgery.
I'm gonna
tell them that they're pretty.
My mom never told me I was pretty growing up.
Not even once.
Even if the baby's ugly,
I'm gonna tell them they're pretty.
Amen!
Are you dumb sluts gonna play in the water now or what?
She's that lady I told you about.
I've been waiting for this day.
And I can't believe my eyes, you disgusting bitches.
You deserve to die painfully, bitch.
Is this how you dealt with my son as well?
Yeah! Your son, that fucking pervert,
I killed him.
What are you doing?
She's lying.
- I killed him. I did. - Lady, it's me! I did it.
I'm Mo-mi Kim.
I'm the one who murdered your son.
No, I killed your son! I'm Mo-mi Kim, all right!
Look at you two pulling this bullshit.
It doesn't really matter.
I was gonna murder you both regardless.
What's going on?
This-- This fucking pile of scrap metal.
Chun-ae!
You fucking bitch.
Shit!
Die, bitch!
Oh, goodness. I can do it. I can get to it!
Die, you devil!
I'll cut you up in tiny pieces like you did to my son.
Chun-ae!
Get up. Let's go now, c'mon.
Let's go, c'mon!
Chun-ae! Look at me. Look at me.
Wake up.
- No. No, no! - Please...
No, please.
Wow, you're a star. A real star.
We'll be exiting now. Opening the door.
- Mask Girl! - Stand back, please.
The crowd and cameras that only existed in my fantasies.
A flood of flashlights, and a stage prepared just for me.
Everyone's eyes and interest all focused on me.
I dreamed of this for so long.
Mask Girl!
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