👑 MAIN CHARACTER NAME

Name: Seol Min-ji

Nickname: Seol / Minji

Age: 19 | Nationality: Korean

Family: Seol Conglomerate — owners of Nova Entertainment and other major businesses, everything legally under Min-ji’s name already

Fiancé: Han Seo-jin, 21 years old. Engaged since they were 14 and 16. Good terms, no feelings of being forced; agreed to marry only after both finish college. Secret — only their parents know, no one else in the world.

✨ HER PROFILE

Appearance:

- Fair, porcelain-like skin that glows even without makeup

- Perfect hourglass figure, naturally graceful posture

- Long, soft, shiny hair that looks neat even when left loose and unstyled

- Bare face most of the time — no heavy makeup, just her natural beauty

- Dresses simply: oversized hoodies, baggy jackets, comfortable pants, sneakers, or even pajama-style loungewear when out shopping; wears glasses sometimes

- Accessories: only delicate, simple pieces — thin silver or white gold bracelets, small diamond stud earrings, tiny pendants, and minimal rings — nothing flashy, just classy

Talents & Abilities:

- Photographic memory — remembers everything she sees, reads, or hears instantly; learns in minutes what takes others weeks

- Effortless singing — can hit high falsettos with perfect control, no strain at all

- Flawless dancing — picks up choreography after watching it just once; moves with natural rhythm and grace

- Everything comes easily to her — she doesn’t have to try hard at anything

Personality & Habits:

- Picky with people: Only stays around those with good energy. If someone gives off bad vibes, she either keeps her distance or stands her ground fiercely.

- Sassy & strong-willed: Doesn’t start fights, but never backs down when provoked. Defends herself sharply — which often makes others misunderstand her as “arrogant” or “looking down on people,” when she’s just protecting herself.

- Private & observant: Never meddles in other people’s business; minds her own.

- Loves reading: Especially romance novels — her favorite escape.

- Wealth & power: Can take over any company or use her family’s name whenever she wants; everything belongs to her, but she chooses to live simply and quietly.

Name: Han Seo-jin

Age: 21 | Nationality: Korean

Position: Director of Nova Entertainment

Family: Han Group — one of South Korea's most influential business families, with longstanding partnerships and investments connected to Seol Conglomerate.

Fiancée: Seol Min-ji, 19 years old. Engaged since they were 16 and 14. Their engagement was arranged by both families, but neither felt pressured into it. They agreed to marry only after finishing college and building their own careers first.

Secret: Their engagement is known only to their parents and a handful of trusted family elders. To the rest of the world, Han Seo-jin and Seol Min-ji are simply childhood acquaintances with a close family connection.

Personality:

Calm, disciplined, and highly intelligent. Known for his strict and professional attitude in business, rarely letting emotions influence his decisions. Reserved and intimidating to most, but noticeably gentler around Min-ji. Loyal, dependable, and fiercely protective of those he cares about.

Habits:

Maintains a strict schedule, arrives early to every meeting, and keeps everything organized. Often checks business reports during his free time. Rarely uses social media and prefers actions over words. Secretly remembers every important detail and date related to Min-ji.

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TO BE CONTINUED

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LOCATION: DOWNTOWN SEOUL, AFTERNOON

The streets are busy — families walking, shoppers browsing, people rushing about. Seol Min-ji is out alone, just window-shopping, wearing her usual outfit: soft gray loungewear pants, a loose cream-colored jacket, her hair falling naturally over her shoulders, no makeup, and thin-rimmed glasses. She looks like any ordinary girl out for a walk, nothing special at first glance.

She stops in front of a boutique, looking at the display, when a man in a sharp suit approaches her — one of the senior talent scouts from Nova Entertainment, one of the biggest agencies in the country. He’s been watching her for a while, noticing the way she carries herself, the natural grace, and even without makeup, the striking features that stand out.

He hands her a small, clean business card with the company name and contact details printed on it.

“Excuse me, miss. I work for Nova Entertainment. We’re currently looking for new trainees with potential. I saw you today and thought you have a very special aura. If you’re interested in becoming an artist or idol, you can call this number or visit our office anytime. We’d love to see what you can do.”

Min-ji takes the card politely, smiles faintly, and nods. Once the man walks away, she turns it over — and her eyes widen just a little.

Nova Entertainment — the very company her mother founded and still owns as the major shareholder. No one outside the family knows this; the public only sees the appointed CEO, not the real owner behind it.

She looks down at her own simple clothes, no logos, no expensive watches, nothing that screams “heiress.” No one here has any idea who she really is.



LOCATION: LUXURY FIVE-STAR RESTAURANT, DOWNTOWN SEOUL

After receiving the business card, Min-ji didn’t rush to call or decide right away. She simply walked to the nearby five-star hotel she often visited — one of the many properties her family owned, though no staff here recognized her as the actual owner, only as a regular well-mannered guest.

She sat by the window, ordered her favorite meal, and placed the small card on the table in front of her.

Nova Entertainment.

A faint, amused smile tugged at her lips. Of course, she thought. The scout didn’t know he just handed his own company’s contact card to the one person who technically owns it.

She picked it up, turning it over between her fingers, lost in thought. She’d never really thought about being an idol — she had everything she could ever want, money, comfort, security. But something inside her stirred. It sounded like a challenge. Something different from the usual boring high-society events and endless business talks she was forced to attend sometimes.

Just then, her phone buzzed. It was her mother.

Min-ji

(answers calmly)

Hello, Eomma.

Mother

(warm but firm)

Where are you, sweetheart? I heard you went out alone again. Did you find anything you like?

Min-ji

Just window shopping, then I came here to eat. And… something interesting happened.

She turned the card toward the glass, like her mother could see it through the line.

Min-ji

A talent scout approached me. Gave me this. He said I have potential and invited me to audition as a trainee.

There was a short pause on the other end, then her mother laughed softly.

Mother

Nova Entertainment. That’s our company, you know. The one we set up five years ago.

Min-ji

I figured. That’s why I’m thinking… should I go? Just to see what it’s like?

Mother

(amused)

You can do whatever you want, Min-ji. You have full authority over everything. If you want to walk in there as a trainee, no one will stop you. If you decide you don’t like it, you can shut it down or change the rules tomorrow. But remember — if you go, keep your identity hidden first if that’s what you prefer. It’s more fun that way, isn’t it?

Min-ji

(smiles)

Exactly. I don’t want special treatment. I just want to see if it’s worth my time.

Mother

Very well. And… have you talked to Seo-jin lately?

Min-ji’s expression softened a little, but stayed neutral.

Min-ji

Not yet. He’s busy with his own studies and his family’s business preparations. We’re doing fine, just like we agreed. No pressure, no rush.

Mother

Good. Just be careful, wherever you go. Call if you need anything.

Min-ji

I will. Bye, Eomma.

She ended the call and leaned back in her seat, finishing her meal slowly. Outside, the city lights were starting to turn on. The idea grew more interesting in her mind — walking into her own company, pretending to be just another ordinary girl trying to debut, while having the full power to do anything she wanted behind the scenes.

Let’s see, she thought, picking up the card again. "This might be more fun than reading romance novels"

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THREE DAYS LATER

Min-ji showed up at the main building of Nova Entertainment just like she always dressed — loose white shirt, baggy denim jacket, simple jeans, white sneakers, no makeup, hair left naturally down, and thin-rimmed glasses. The only things she wore were her tiny diamond studs and a thin silver bracelet on her wrist — nothing flashy enough to catch attention.

She walked to the reception desk and handed over the card.

Receptionist

(looks up, polite but a little formal)

Good morning. Are you here for the audition?

Min-ji

(nods, voice calm and clear)

Yes. The scout who gave this said I could come anytime.

Receptionist

(checks the list)

Alright. Please fill out this form and wait in the waiting area. The evaluation starts in thirty minutes.

Min-ji took the paper, sat down in a corner, and filled it out simply — no mention of her family, no extra details, just her name, age, and contact number. She didn’t even bother writing her real address, just a temporary one.

Other aspiring trainees around her were busy fixing their makeup, adjusting their fancy outfits, whispering nervously about what the judges would be like. Some glanced at her, seeing her plain clothes and bare face, and immediately looked away with that familiar look — she doesn’t look like she belongs here.

Min-ji just opened her phone and continued reading the romance novel she’d started the night before, completely unbothered.

When her name was finally called, she stood up calmly, fixed her jacket, and walked into the audition room.

Inside, three judges sat at the long table — the head of the vocal department, the head of dance, and sitting right in the middle… Han Seo-jin.

Her fiancé.

He was only there as a special advisor, since his family also held investments in the company. He was dressed in a sharp black suit, looking serious and professional, his usual calm and composed expression. His eyes lifted to look at the next applicant — and froze for half a second when he saw her.

He knew that face, those eyes, that silver bracelet he’d given her on their 18th birthday. But he didn’t show it. He just leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms, watching her with a quiet, curious gaze.

The head judge spoke first.

Judge

Seol Min-ji, right? Please introduce yourself and show us what you can do.

Min-ji stood in the center of the room, looked at all of them — including Seo-jin — and gave a small, confident smile.

Min-ji

I’m Seol Min-ji. I have no professional training, but I’ll do my best.

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NOVA ENTERTAINMENT – AUDITION ROOM

Min-ji stood in the middle of the room, looking completely relaxed, like she wasn’t being judged at all. Her hands were loosely clasped in front of her, expression neutral, no trace of nervousness.

The head vocal judge leaned forward, pen ready on his clipboard.

Vocal Judg**e**

Alright, Seol Min-ji. Please begin with any song of your choice.

Min-ji gave a small nod, took a quiet breath, and started singing.

It wasn’t a powerful ballad, wasn’t a trendy pop hit, wasn’t anything that showed off vocal range at first glance. It was “Arirang Baby” — a simple, well-known Korean nursery rhyme, soft and light.

But even as she sang those simple lines, her voice was clear, warm, and steady. When she smoothly lifted into the higher notes, it turned into a flawless, effortless falsetto — no strain, no cracking, just pure, sweet sound that filled the whole room.

Still, the choice of song made the two judges exchange confused glances. A nursery rhyme?

Seo-jin, sitting in the middle, kept his face serious and unreadable, but deep inside, he was already fighting a smile. Of course she would do this, he thought, knowing her personality all too well. Always doing things her own way, never following what everyone else expects.

When she finished, Min-ji just stood there, waiting calmly, as if she’d just performed the most difficult masterpiece.

Dance Judge

(blinks, then speaks politely but confused)

Uh… that was… nice. But maybe you can sing another song? Something more suitable for an idol? Something that shows us more of your ability?

Vocal Judge

Yes, please. We’d like to hear something else to properly evaluate you.

Min-ji tilted her head slightly, her expression shifting to that familiar look — calm, but sharp, and ready to question anything that didn’t make sense to her. She didn’t raise her voice, didn’t sound angry, just… logical and sassy.

Min-ji

(speaks clearly, eyes meeting theirs directly)

May I ask why?

Vocal Judge

(taken aback)

Pardon? Well, because… we need to see your full potential. That song was too simple.

Min-ji

(smiles faintly, then reverses the question smoothly)

Then why did you let the three contestants before me finish and leave after singing only one song? They didn’t sing twice, even if their notes were shaky and their breathing was off. You accepted one performance from them, but you require two from me? Is the rule different just because my song choice wasn’t what you expected?

The room went quiet. The two judges froze, realizing she had a point — and she said it so politely, yet so firmly, that they couldn’t call it disrespect. It was just… the truth.

Min-ji

(continues, unbothered)

You said I can sing any song I choose. I sang it correctly, didn’t I? No mistakes, no flat notes, no running out of breath. If the song itself is the problem, then isn’t that your preference, not my ability? You asked for a performance — I gave you one. Why should I do extra work when others aren’t asked to do the same?

Seo-jin pressed his lips together, his eyes glinting with amusement he couldn’t let show. There she is, he thought proudly. Always turning things around so neatly no one can argue back.

The vocal judge cleared his throat, looking a little flustered, not used to applicants talking back like this.

Vocal Judge

Well… you have a point. But still, we need to be sure.

Min-ji

(shrugs lightly)

If you really need more proof, that’s fine. But let’s be fair. If I sing another one, will you also call back everyone who went before me to sing twice too? Or will you just make an exception for me?

She paused, then added in that same calm, matter-of-fact tone:

Min-ji

Besides… judging a voice by how popular the song is, not by how well it’s sung, doesn’t sound like a very professional way to do it, does it?

The two judges exchanged another look — this time, not confused, but impressed despite themselves. They’d seen hundreds of applicants, but none had ever spoken up like this, with so much confidence and logic.

Seo-jin finally decided to step in, his voice deep and steady, acting as the neutral advisor.

Seo-jin

(speaks formally, eyes glancing briefly at Min-ji with a hidden glint)

She’s right. The requirement was one song. If you want to test her further, change the rule for everyone, not just for her. But for now… her performance was technically perfect. No errors. That’s more than enough to pass this round.

He turned to look at Min-ji properly, his expression still professional, but his eyes held a quiet message only she could understand: You really are impossible.

Min-ji caught it, and just gave him the tiniest, most innocent smile — the kind that said I know what I’m doing.

Vocal Judge

(sighs, then writes on his sheet)

Alright. Fair enough. You pass. Next, show us your dance skills.

Min-ji nodded again, still calm as ever.

Min-ji

Sure. But just one dance, right? Same rule.

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