The Outsider Omega Wants to Be Alone! Chapter 21

With his bare face, Lee Yuseong slowly raised his head and blinked his large eyes. The person who had caught Yuseong swept his hair aside and spoke gently.

“Are you okay?”

Against the backdrop of fluttering pale pink petals and a blue sky, the face of the person smiling at him was, truly, dazzlingly beautiful.

“You took your glasses off, Yuseong.”

Recently, Lee Yuseong had been realizing something new. A fact he’d never realized in all his twenty years of life.

‘Am I, perhaps, a sucker for good looks?’

Staring up at Kim Wooju’s face as if bewitched, Lee Yuseong couldn’t deny it.

Lee Yuseong was a sucker for pretty faces. Among all things, he seemed like the kind who fell for pretty and beautiful faces—beauty, in other words.

Kim Wooju was exactly the kind of person who fit perfectly into Lee Yuseong’s great discovery of his own taste. A man with a strikingly handsome face, the kind you’d see maybe once in a decade—a true beauty, literally as written.

This was the first time Lee Yuseong had seen Kim Wooju’s face this close. Because he was looking down at him, his downturned lashes looked especially long.

Kim Wooju somehow had a mysterious appearance. He even had an exotic look that made one guess he might be mixed-race.

His drooping eye corners and attractive eyes with thin inner double eyelids, a neatly sculpted forehead and nose bridge, and lips with a clear cupid’s bow that seemed to have nothing on them but were still vivid. Above all, his face had almost no empty space—it was remarkable.

And despite his delicate features, his shoulders were broad, his height was towering, and his limbs looked exceptionally well-proportioned. He seemed to be eight heads tall—no, maybe nine. He looked good in anything and had an air of style. His clothing wasn’t particularly unique; even when he wore the same sweaters, shirts, and slacks as everyone else, he somehow looked refined.

A living example that not just anyone could be a model or celebrity.

“Yuseong?”

“Oh, oh. I’m sorry…”

Startled, Yuseong, who had been absorbed in Kim Wooju’s face, straightened up immediately. His nape and ears flushed instantly. Even his cheeks rarely turned red. It was because he felt like he’d been caught staring blankly at his face.

“What’s there to be sorry about? Your foot is okay, right?”

Lee Yuseong nodded quickly. Then he felt embarrassed for reacting too quickly.

“Lee Yuseong, you okay?”

Choi Jigu, who had come closer without him noticing, looked at him with a somewhat displeased expression.

The moment he’d thought Yuseong might fall had passed, but seeing him held in Kim Wooju’s arms, staring at his face as if bewitched, made him feel strange. In a bad way rather than a good one. But he couldn’t put it into words.

Naturally, Lee Yuseong didn’t notice Choi Jigu’s state at all. He merely, upon seeing Choi Jigu’s face, wanted to curse at him, but barely held back because Kim Wooju was there.

“Give it back. My glasses.”

When Lee Yuseong held out his hand, Choi Jigu obediently returned the glasses. Kim Wooju, who had been looking back and forth between the two, seemed to grasp the situation and gave an awkward smile.

“So that’s why you had your glasses off. Didn’t you say Yuseong has bad eyes? Jigu, that was your fault.”

It wasn’t a scolding but a gently chiding tone.

“I know.”

Choi Jigu brushed the back of his own neck and answered gruffly.

If Choi Jigu was a smart, big-breed dog, Kim Wooju was a fox. It wasn’t just a matter of age. He had an incredible intuition. In the over a year Choi Jigu had known him, Kim Wooju was exceptionally perceptive. If Choi Jigu showed even the slightest sign of something being off, he would notice it like a ghost.

And yet, Choi Jigu couldn’t just pretend to be perfectly composed.

“Hold on.”

Just as Lee Yuseong was about to put his glasses back on, the companion standing next to Kim Wooju abruptly grabbed Lee Yuseong’s wrist, stopping him.

Startled, Lee Yuseong almost dropped his glasses.

“Team leader, if you do that, you’ll scare our kid.”

“Oh, sorry. His face is just so good, I couldn’t help it.”

Pulling his wrist free from the man, Lee Yuseong, still in a practically blind state, blinked rapidly. Kim Wooju smiled in understanding, while Choi Jigu narrowed his eyes.

The middle-aged man in a suit, addressed as “Team leader,” stared intently at Lee Yuseong’s face.

Feeling burdened by the gaze, Yuseong rolled his eyes this way and that before dropping them entirely. Soon after, the team leader spoke cheerfully.

“Found you. This kid will do.”

What is this about?

Found what? What will do?

Sending a signal for help to the relatively familiar Kim Wooju with a gaze full of questions, Kim Wooju stepped between Choi Jigu and Lee Yuseong and naturally draped his arm around Yuseong’s shoulder. Choi Jigu’s eyes twitched.

“This kid’s name is Lee Yuseong. He’s a freshman who entered our university this year.”

“Great. Could we take just one photo?”

“Wai—wait a second. What is all this about…”

Lee Yuseong waved both hands.

“Oh, I keep doing rude things. It’s just that I haven’t seen a face like this in so long.”

The team leader smiled warmly and pulled out his wallet from his pocket. He extended a business card and spoke.

“Sorry for the late introduction. I’m Yang Cheoljin, team leader at LM Entertainment.”

Taking the business card without thinking, Lee Yuseong stared at him with a dumbfounded expression.

Entertainment? Like an agency for celebrities?

But with his glasses off right now, Lee Yuseong’s dazed expression looked like a celestial angel wearing a wistful face.

“I want to cast you as a model for this season’s Campus Today.”

Pardon?

“Pardon?”

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Lee Yuseong, thoroughly frightened, looked like a pufferfish that had all its spines removed.

His eyes, which looked rounder and softer without his glasses, darted around nervously as they scanned the shooting set.

“Yuseong is nervous, huh.”

Kim Wooju patted Lee Yuseong’s back, comforting him.

But with his glasses off, contact lenses in for the first time in his life, hair and makeup done, forehead cleared and opened up, and wearing clothes Kim Wooju had picked out, everything was unfamiliar to Lee Yuseong. Even his own reflection in the mirror.

He’d thought his own appearance would feel awkward and strange.

But the person standing in the mirror, even to Lee Yuseong’s eyes, looked glitteringly pretty and handsome, like an idol on TV.

“Do you like having your picture taken?”

Walking side by side as they entered deeper inside, Kim Wooju asked.

“…From middle school onward, I think I barely took any except for graduation ceremonies.”

“Haha. That’s so Yuseong.”

This time too, Lee Yuseong had succumbed to capital.

Model? Shooting?

Unless he’d been shot in the head, this was something Lee Yuseong would never have done. He’d always been the type who found celebrities standing in front of cameras and the public fascinating. A glittering world. Pretty people.

According to his taste, discovered thanks to Kim Wooju, Lee Yuseong did like pretty people, but he still found it hard to understand people who endured all sorts of difficulties to walk the path of celebrity. After all, Lee Yuseong was terrified just by being referred to as an “omega” on the school community board.

He’d intended to refuse, saying absolutely not.

But the amount the team leader had proposed snapped him right back to his senses.

A six-month contract as a model for Campus Today. One photoshoot and related activities.

The most important part—the pay—came out to a whopping 100,000 won per hour.

‘I’ll do it.’

Anyone who refuses would be insane. Lee Yuseong bit the bait without hesitation.

Turning the corner at the end of the hallway, Kim Wooju spoke.

“We’re almost there.”

Fortunately, Lee Yuseong wasn’t the only model for Campus Today. Kim Wooju, who had entered through the model track and was double-majoring in Theater and Film, had already been selected as a model.

Finding an omega model suitable for the superior alpha Kim Wooju.

That, he said, was the mission the team leader had brought that day.