Ch 1: The Killer's Apology
The muscle relaxant he had dissolved into her champagne had done its work beautifully.
Seo Yujin pressed the flat of the knife against the woman's throat and watched her pulse thrash against the steel. The bulb overhead buzzed and flickered, throwing the room into strobe-lit fragments. In the fractured mirror beside them, a dozen versions of her face stared back at him, eyes wide with terror.
"Please." Her voice was shrill. Her fingers scrabbled weakly at his wrist, nails catching on his sleeve. "Please, Kiho oppa, I—I won't tell anyone! I swear! Please, I'll do anything!"
Kiho would hesitate here, Yujin reminded himself. He still sees her as human.
So he hesitated, letting a controlled tremor travel from his wrist into his fingers. His eyes grew wet at the edges, the tears gathering as he watched the woman claw at his arm desperately.
"Please," he whispered, his voice breaking on the word. "Please don't make this harder than it has to be. I know, I know, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
He leaned closer, close enough to feel the tremor in her breath against his cheek. Her floral perfume curdled against the sour edge of fear rising off her skin, turning into something cloying. His free hand lifted, tracing the arc of her cheekbone with a lover's gentleness.
The woman whimpered. Her eyes searched his face, and he watched the hope flicker there.
She thought she's reached me. The thought surfaced with a flicker of amusement that didn't touch his expression. They always do.
He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, letting the tears fall. A spasm of self‑loathing twisted his features. “Don’t look at me like that. Please. I can’t... I can’t bear it. You shouldn't have been kind to me. Don't you understand? I gave you every chance to leave... so why didn’t you leave?”
The knife edged lower, trembling against her collarbone.
For a heartbeat, neither of them moved: one crying, one pulling in ragged breaths.
Then the woman lunged. Her forehead slammed into his chin, a jarring impact that snapped his teeth together and sent a bright spark of pain through his jaw. One of her hands shot toward his eyes, fingers hooked, aiming to blind.
Yujin caught her wrist with his free hand before she could do more damage, tightening his grip until her bones ground together. She thrashed anyway, shoving her free arm against his chest and bucking beneath him with the wild, uncoordinated strength of adrenaline. He let her struggle for a few more heartbeats, watching the way her pulse hammered in the hollow of her throat.
Kiho would kill her quickly now. He kills because he thinks he has to. That’s the truth he clings to.
Yujin didn’t hesitate any longer. He drove the knife into her. Warmth flooded across his knuckles, shockingly hot against the cold of the room. The woman made a wet gasp. Her body arched against him, every muscle seizing. He caught her before she hit the floor. One arm wrapped around her waist, guiding her down. The knife stayed buried to the hilt, trembling with each fading breath. The warmth spread in a dark bloom across her blouse, soaking through the fabric and into his sleeve. He could feel the tacky fluid cooling against his skin.
"No, no, no! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Seol-ah, I'm so sorry!"
The words tumbled out of him in a frantic whisper, cracking on the name. His shoulders shook with each breath. He held her close, rocking her as if motion alone could rewind the moment or make her choose to stay. But her weight sagged heavier in his arms, the tension bleeding out of her limbs, her warmth already beginning to fade.
Yujin bent over her, listening for the faintest breath. He held still and stared at her chest, willing it to rise beneath his cheek. When it didn't, his hand slid up to cradle the back of her head, fingers trembling as they threaded through her hair.
“Please… don't die... please, come back..."
He pressed his forehead to hers, eyes squeezed shut. He stayed like that until the stillness beneath his hands became impossible to deny. Something inside him crumbled, and his shoulders folded inward. He stayed like that for a few more heartbeats.
And then, slowly, he lifted his head. The corners of his mouth hardened, stillness settling over his features. The tears still glistened on his cheeks, but the grief behind them had drained away, replaced by something colder. He kissed her forehead. He lingered there, lips pressed to her cooling skin, breathing in the last traces of her perfume beneath the copper tang of blood.
“Seol‑ah,” he whispered against her skin. “I’m coming. I promise I’m coming.”
"CUT!"
The work lights snapped on with a violent hum, banishing the shadows. The set surged into motion. Crew members began to flood in from the darkness, resetting lights and checking cables. Director Han emerged from behind the green screen, waving his hand as he approached.
“God, I’m sorry, I completely forgot to call! But Yujin‑ssi,” he exclaimed, shaking his fists, “that was magnificent! The Seol-ah slip, the way you transitioned from grief to resolve—that's going in the final cut. Absolutely brilliant!”
Yujin sat back on his heels, wiping his eyes with the back of his wrist. He blinked, letting the residual emotion drain from his posture, and offered the director a small, almost shy smile. "I wasn't sure it would work. I just felt what Kiho would feel, I think. In the moment."
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"Genius!" Director Han clapped him on the shoulder with enough force to rock the actor forward. "That's why you're the best. Go on now. Get some rest before the next setup."
As the director moved off, already shouting instructions at the lighting team, Gyeon Jiyeon pushed herself upright with a groan. She was still half-lying in the sticky fake blood, her blouse a ruin of red, her hair matted against her cheek. She crossed her arms with theatrical exasperation.
"I would've really died there while holding my breath," she announced. "He always forgets to call 'cut.' Every single time."
Yujin let out a soft laugh. "You were very convincing. I was worried for a moment."
"Hey. That was incredible, I mean it. I forgot we were acting—like, genuinely forgot. God, were you terrifying." She paused, then added quickly, "In a good way, of course. How is your chin? I knocked you pretty hard."
Yujin's expression softened. He offered her his clean hand. "Don't worry about it. I was the one who should’ve warned you about the improv."
"No, don't apologize!” Jiyeon said, taking his hand and letting him pull her to her feet. “I love working with you, Yujin-ssi. I'm glad you're not a real killer."
He smiled at that, nodding politely.
A young staff member appeared at his elbow, clipboard in hand. "Yujin-nim, the rest area is ready. You can take fifteen before the next setup."
"Thank you," Yujin said.
He allowed himself to be escorted off the main set, past the bustle of crew resetting the scene. The noise dimmed as he stepped behind the partitioned curtain toward the corner where his chair waited with a bottle of water and a heated blanket. But before he could even unscrew the bottle, aggressive footsteps approached from behind.
"Seo Yujin!"
Yujin turned unhurriedly, his expression already arranging itself into pleasant inquiry. Actor Lee Dohyun stood a pace away, still in his rumpled detective costume. His jaw was clenched tight. His hands balled into fists at his sides.
"Dohyun-ssi," Yujin greeted, letting warmth suffuse his voice. "You're excellent in the previous scene. The way you held yourself back really captured Bomin's unease."
"Don't." Dohyun's voice shook with barely restrained fury. "What the hell was that?"
Yujin tilted his head. "I'm not sure what you mean."
"With Jiyeon-ssi. You kept touching her. You kissed her forehead... And the look on your face—it wasn't Kiho. Whatever you were doing, that wasn't the character."
Ah. He noticed, Yujin thought. He's sharper than he looks.
"I see. You felt I crossed a line during the improv," he said.
"That's not the point!"
"Then what is the point, Dohyun-ssi?" Yujin's smile remained in place, pleasant and unruffled. "Are you concerned for Jiyeon-ssi, or are you concerned about something else?"
Dohyun's eyes narrowed. "I'm saying you don't understand your character. Kiho wouldn't look at her like that. Whatever you were doing at the end..." He faltered, searching for the words. "You were studying her… like… like you’re satisfied."
"I was trying to show Kiho finding grief and resolution, in the same moment," Yujin said calmly. "I thought it would be an interesting choice, the idea that killing his friend brings him closer to understanding his wife's death. I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable."
"It didn't make me uncomfortable, it's—"
The sharp click of heels cut through the rest area. Kwon Sora stepped into view, her phone already in hand, her expression cool and assessing. She positioned herself beside Yujin, not quite blocking Dohyun, but making her presence a barrier nonetheless.
"What's going on here?" she asked, her gaze sweeping over Dohyun with disapproval.
Dohyun straightened but didn't back down. "We're having a conversation about professional boundaries."
"Are you? Because it sounds like you're making accusations you can't substantiate. The director hasn't flagged any issues with the scene. If you have a genuine concern, I suggest you take it through proper channels. Otherwise, you should return to your own rest area."
Dohyun glanced at Yujin, who gave him nothing but an apologetic smile. A muscle jumped in his cheek.
"Fine," he ground out. "But I'm watching you."
He turned sharply and walked away. His footsteps echoed across the concrete before thinning into the ambient hum of the set.
After a moment, Sora let out a slow breath through her nose. "What was that about?"
Yujin twisted the cap off his water bottle, the plastic crackling with a pop. He took a measured sip before answering. “He thought I was too intimate with Jiyeon‑ssi. I improvised some physicality that didn’t land for him. He felt I crossed a line.”
"Did she complain?"
"No. She seemed happy with how the scene turned out."
"Then it's not a problem," Sora said, already pulling out her phone. She flicked through her notifications with practiced efficiency. "Dohyun's been twitchy all week. Everyone's saying it's going to be your best performance since The Glass Garden. He's probably jealous of the attention you're getting or worried he's being overshadowed."
"He's passionate. It's endearing."
Sora gave him a flat look. "You find everything endearing."
No, Yujin thought, his mouth curving faintly. Only the things that might be useful later.
Sora’s phone buzzed. She glanced down, and a flicker of unease crossed her face.
Yujin straightened slightly. "What is it?"
"The news." She turned the screen toward him. "The serial murder case. It’s official now."
On the display, a breaking-news banner scrolled beneath a reporter's grave face: POLICE CONFIRM MULTIPLE KILLINGS LINKED. 'THEATRICAL STAGING' CITED AS SIGNATURE. The footage showed crime scene tape stretched across an alley, blurred figures in forensic coveralls, and a spokesperson in a police uniform.
"They didn't used to think that there was a connection," Sora murmured, her eyes returning to the screen. "Now they're saying it's a serial killer."
Yujin took another unhurried sip of water. The fake blood on his knuckles had begun to flake, leaving faint rust-colored crescents along his skin. He brushed a thumb over them, studying the texture with mild interest.
"Theatrical staging," he said, testing the phrase. "I wonder what they found."
Sora shuddered, tucking the phone back into her pocket. "I don't want to know. The world is dark enough without adding serial killers to the list."
The news report kept running, a slow procession of blurred crime‑scene footage, police tape, and official statements. The sound of the reporter's grim cadence and the distant wail of a siren filled the rest area.
Yujin watched the video for a moment longer, his expression thoughtful. Then, with the same deliberate calm, he turned away from the screen and picked up his script.
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Feiya Phia ago
Did you guess it because Yujin was thinking about things from Kiho's perspective? Just curious~
After looking at that line, I realized I might have overexplained... so I've cut one of the phrases out! And yes, "serial killer" is the right noun here after I changed some details. Thanks for noticing that! 😂
Feiya Phia ago
Nice to see you again, Ellie! Thank you for joining me on TKC~ (I hope to get to your work soon! 🤞)
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The Duckman ago
Dear Feiya,
as offered, please find here my thoughts on your fantastic first chapter.
Thank you for sharing, dear fellow duck, and I wish you all the best!

THE MURDER BEFORE THE MURDER
There are opening chapters that establish a world, and there are opening chapters that establish a way of reading. The Killer's Consultant belongs firmly to the latter.
Before I had any understanding of the setting, the protagonist, or even the genre beyond the title, the story had already convinced me that I was witnessing a genuine murder. That illusion lasts only briefly, but it lasts long enough to matter. By the time the reveal arrives – that Seo Yujin is acting on a film set rather than actually killing a woman – the first impression has already settled into the reader's mind. It is remarkably difficult to erase such a first image once it has taken root, and I suspect that is exactly what this chapter intends.
What makes this reveal satisfying is that it does not invalidate the opening scene. Instead, it transforms it. The tension remains, only its meaning changes:
Rather than discovering that the previous paragraphs "did not count", we discover that they were simultaneously introducing two different realities: the fictional murder inside the film and the very real actor capable of portraying it with unsettling conviction.
That distinction is important because the emotional effect of the opening survives the reveal. Seo Yujin may not have committed murder, but the reader has already experienced him as someone who could.
This is where the chapter demonstrates considerable structural confidence. Stories may employ dreams, visions, flash-forwards, or unreliable narration to deliver surprising plot twists. Here, however, the deception is entirely contextual and rooted in elegant circular storytelling:
CLOSING THE CIRCLE
The chapter constructs what I consider a skilfully closed narrative circle.
The opening concerns a murder that is fictional within the world of the story. From there, the narrative shifts into the reality surrounding that fictional production: actors discussing performances, directors evaluating scenes, colleagues interacting after filming. Finally, the chapter closes with news of an actual serial killer whose murders appear to be theatrically staged.
Seen structurally, the story travels from fiction to reality.
Seen thematically, however, it never leaves the subject of murder.
That dual movement fascinated me. It shows skill and strategy in the writing.
The chapter begins with death, spends its middle section discussing performance, acting, masks, improvisation and authenticity, and then quietly returns to death — except this time the murders are real. It feels like reading a Möbius strip.
I particularly appreciated how concise this entire construction is. All scenes are connected. Every transition is smooth, as we cross from one scene into another until we reach the newspaper article at the end. Nothing feels wasted, and every scene contributes to the same thematic vocabulary: killing, pretending, observing, performing, deception. Even conversations that initially seem to exist merely to establish Seo Yujin's profession end up reinforcing those same ideas. That economy of storytelling creates much needed trust. Especially in a mystery or crime novel, readers need to trust the author. They need to recognise feel that details are placed deliberately rather than accidentally, and in this chapter, you prove exactly that.
THE FIRST SUSPECT IS THE OBVIOUS SUSPECT
Naturally, the structure also manipulates the reader into forming an immediate theory.
By introducing Seo Yujin first as someone who appears to be committing murder – and then immediately informing us that genuine murders are occurring elsewhere – you practically invite us to connect the two. It is the most instinctive conclusion imaginable. We have already seen him portray a killer with frightening conviction. We learn that he improvises far beyond the script. Other people remark that he went further than expected and perhaps even further than what might be acceptable. And then we hear about a serial murderer whose crimes, of all things, possess an “theatrical quality”. Every narrative arrow points in exactly one direction.
Precisely because those arrows point so clearly, however, I became suspicious of this one-shot-only-presentation. Whenever a mystery encourages me this strongly toward one conclusion within its opening chapter, I begin wondering whether the story wants me to believe something specifically so that it can later dismantle that assumption. That is not criticism — in fact, it is praise. The chapter made me aware of its own manipulation. I found myself constantly asking what way the plot may develop;
- whether Seo Yujin is truly written out to be the serial killer,
- whether he will, by choice or force, become involved as some kind of consultant,
- whether he will investigate the crimes or assist the investigators as someone who psychologically understands such killers,
- whether he himself will eventually become the prime suspect simply because his profession, demeanor, and extraordinary acting ability make him appear guilty.
That uncertainty creates a strong hook. Long before I feel inclined to investigating the murder, I am encouraged to investigate the protagonist.
Now then, who is he?
THE CALM THAT INVITES SUSPICION
He is composed. He does not appear interested in arguing. When confronted by Dohyun, he does not lower himself to petty insults or emotional outbursts. Instead, he remains almost detached, as though constantly measuring the value of every response before speaking.
It remains to be seen whether that composure belongs to a well-mannered gentleman, or to a professionally self-aware actor, or to an exceptionally disciplined killer — or, perhaps, to all three. And that ambiguity is exactly why the character works. The chapter never asks me to like Seo Yujin, but it asks me, through the repeated praise given by others, to acknowledge his acting skill. He is an actor first, and that makes a very different reading experience: Every calm reaction invites another interpretation.
Now, about those others praising him …
CURTAIN CALLS AND CLOSED CURTAINS
One detail I kept returning to while reading was Jiyeon. For now, her role seems straightforward: she exists to validate both Seo Yujin's person and his extraordinary acting ability.
The core aspect of the film scene is that Seo Yujin goes noticeably beyond the script. His performance becomes more physical, more intimate, more unsettling than anyone expected, including the production crew. That undoubtedly makes the scene stronger. It also creates a situation in which another performer suddenly has to react to something unexpected while remaining in character.
Afterwards, another member of the staff openly criticises Seo Yujin for having crossed a line …
But Jiyeon herself reassures him that he did not cross any boundaries and furthermore praises his improvisation.
The accusation is raised by Dohyun:
"What's going on here?" she asked, her gaze sweeping over Dohyun with disapproval.
Dohyun straightened but didn't back down. "We're having a conversation about professional boundaries."
But almost immediately neutralised and, in my reading, presented as jealousy instead: Dohyun is seems jealous of this fantastic actor, who just now had a chance to get closer-than-scripted to this female colleague. People all around admire Seo Yujin. Dohyun, in contrast, is met with “disapproval”.
On the surface, that scene communicates a simple message: None of this was inappropriate. It was professional. From a narrative perspective, having the “female victim” approve is an elegant way to keep your protagonist sympathetic despite opening the story with an intensely physical scene: It reinforces Seo Yujin's extraordinary commitment to his craft and demonstrates why those around him consider him such an exceptional actor. It removes the possibility that readers interpret Seo Yujin as someone who casually disregards his co-stars' boundaries.
This effectively calms the reader.
Or does it?
Should it?
WHERE A SUPPORTING ROLE MAY REFUSE TO STAY SUPPORTING
[A PERSONAL RECOMMENDATION]
Now, what follows is entirely my own interpretation, and I want to separate it clearly from the feedback above. Everything up to this point has been centred on what is already present on the page. The thoughts below, however, are less feedback than they are an invitation to imagine one possible direction the story could take.
I found myself thinking about Jiyeon, because I genuinely believe there is remarkable untapped potential in her character. Whether that potential is relevant to the novel only you can know. You are, after all, the director of this production, while I am merely an interested member of the audience peeking behind the curtain.
So please take what follows in exactly that spirit. Perhaps these ideas will feel like a worthwhile improvisation — something like Seo Yujin's own unexpected additions to the scene. Or perhaps they are simply one author wandering a little too enthusiastically onto another author's stage. Either way, they are offered with complete respect for your vision and in the hope that they might spark an idea, whether directly or by encouraging you to lean into this direction later:
In core, I find the exchange between Seo Yujin and Jiyeon one of those situations where a character can become dramatically richer if the story allows complexity instead of immediate resolution.
A person can intellectually understand that a colleague meant no harm while still carrying discomfort afterward. Professionalism and emotional unease are not mutually exclusive. Especially in a story already dealing with murder, performance, identity, and hidden truths, that psychological ambiguity could become another compelling layer.
My thought was this: At the moment Jiyeon functions as a supporting character whose narrative role is to illuminate Seo Yujin's qualities; pun intended. She is literally playing a supporting role within the film while simultaneously occupying a supporting role within the novel itself. Yet precisely because the scene raises questions about physical boundaries, professional trust, and performance, I found myself hoping she might eventually refuse to remain merely that.
There are many believable reasons why Jiyeon would genuinely appreciate what happened. Perhaps the two actors have worked together for years and possess enormous mutual trust. Perhaps improvisation is common between them. Perhaps she values authentic emotional performances more than strict adherence to choreography, and admires his improvisation because it elevates every scene he touches. None of these possibilities would be unrealistic.
Jiyeon says that everything is fine, and yes, I believe the story intends us to accept that. But precisely because the chapter repeatedly blurs performance and reality, I found myself asking how much of that reassurance belongs to Jiyeon as a person, and how much belongs to Jiyeon as a professional actress. And also, just how much more of a great and complex story could come from this?
I thought:
Perhaps she is still establishing herself in this rather tough industry that oh so much relies on connections, and recognises that acting opposite someone capable of creating unforgettable moments benefits her own career.
This idea carries fascinating dramatic potential. It reminded me of BoJack Horseman, specifically the storyline in which actor BoJack stars in the detective series Philbert. During one scene, his acting becomes far more physically aggressive than intended, leaving his scene partner visibly shaken. Afterwards, BoJack wants to apologise publicly for this assault [instead of pretending that “it was all an act”] because he recognises he crossed a professional boundary. Yet the actress asks him not to. Her reasoning is heartbreaking: BoJack is famous, she is not. This production is finally giving her a career. She does not want to become known forever as the actress BoJack assaulted during filming. She wants to be recognised for her performance, not for an incident that would permanently define every interview and every article written about her.
I found myself thinking about that dynamic while reading this chapter: Professional environments create complicated power structures. When one performer is already famous while another is still establishing herself, genuine consent becomes increasingly difficult to evaluate from the outside. Even if the less experienced actress sincerely says everything is fine, readers may still wonder whether gratitude, admiration, career ambitions, or simple reluctance to create conflict influence that answer. None of those possibilities require dishonesty. Human beings often convince themselves they are comfortable with situations that only reveal their emotional consequences much later.
That is why I think Jiyeon possesses the potential to become one of the novel's most interesting characters if she is allowed to exist beyond this introductory function. Perhaps she truly was completely comfortable, and the incident never affects her again. That is a perfectly valid outcome. But perhaps she later realises that something about the experience lingered longer than expected, and her relation to Seo Yujin could be affected by that.
Perhaps working opposite Seo Yujin now feels subtly different. Perhaps she catches herself watching him more carefully, unable to decide whether she feels admiration, caution, curiosity, or fear. Those reactions need not become accusations. In fact, they would probably be stronger if they never did. Sometimes the most realistic psychological consequences are not dramatic confrontations but quiet shifts in perception that neither character fully understands.
The line between acting and reality is already this chapter's central theme. Every major interaction revolves around someone inhabiting a role. Seo Yujin performs Kiho. The director evaluates the performance. The crew discusses performance. The newspaper reports on murders that themselves appear deliberately staged. Even the serial killer, if the reports are accurate, seems to be treating homicide as theatrical presentation. Every conversation returns, directly or indirectly, to acting, pretending, directing attention, hiding intention, or constructing appearances. That thematic consistency is remarkable.
I would love to see Jiyeon included in that. Allowing her to occupy that uncertain space as more than a narrative instrument to elevate your protagonist would strengthen your theme considerably: It would enrich the mystery and ambiguity surrounding Seo Yujin, regardless of whether he ultimately proves to be the serial killer. It would prevent the chapter's most physically intimate scene from existing solely to demonstrate his brilliance as an actor.
If you added just a hint of hesitation in Jiyeon as she affirms Seo Yujin after the first scene, you could plant a fantastic seed of doubt in the reader, and furthermore suggest he presence of a complex, three-dimensional female (side-)character.
If that potential is realised, I suspect she could become one of the story's most quietly memorable characters, perhaps even a reflection for those readers who experienced a [man’s] transgression of [blurry] boundaries and the conflicting emotions that may emerge from that experience.
Now, this shall be it. These were the deeper waters my reading drifted into. I would genuinely love to hear your perspective and whether Jiyeon is a character you plan to explore further, or whether I have simply let my curiosity drift off the stage and swim a little farther than intended.
OVERALL: THE PERFORMANCE OF THE PERFORMANCE
Crime fiction depends on an invisible agreement between author and reader. Readers must believe that clues matter, that characterisation has purpose, and that revelations will feel earned rather than arbitrary. Authors, in return, ask readers to postpone judgment until the entire picture emerges.
Stylistically, this first chapter successfully establishes that trust, while showing us a perfectly circular plot structure that revolves around deception: The introduction to Seo Yujin’s acting skill becomes a lens through which every future interaction can be examined. Every calm response, every measured expression, and every withheld thought must be interpreted in two radically different ways: either as evidence of remarkable emotional maturity — or as the practiced composure of someone, perhaps a serial killer, who has never stopped performing. That is exactly what great actors aspire to achieve, and exactly what terrifying criminals often rely upon.
Whether Seo Yujin ultimately becomes the murderer, the consultant, the suspect, the investigator, or something entirely different; I believe this parallel will be the central metaphor through which the entire story examines issues such as identity, deception, mental disorder, self-deception, guilt, and truth. And if that is indeed where The Killer's Consultant is heading, then your opening chapter has laid its foundation with remarkable precision.
WHAT I WANTED TO SAY ALL ALONG
This is the most crucial observation I made. In fact, it is so nuanced that I could never have captured it in English translation.
Fortunately, between us, we do not have to translate, so:
Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack, quack quack quack quack:
Quack quack, quack quack quack — Quack.

Feiya Phia ago
Thank you for posting this as a comment too! I didn't know we can add this many characters for a chapter comment~ Thank you again for reading!
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Feiya Phia ago
Hello! Happy to have you here! 🙌
I'm glad you enjoyed the opening~ Curious, but at what point did you realize it was an act, or did you think it was real up until the "cut"?
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Reina Lunarrune ago
> The muscle relaxant he had dissolved into her champagne had done its work beautifully.
Didn't expect to read this as the very first line :o
> The tears still glistened on his cheeks, but the grief behind them had drained away, replaced by something colder.
Uuuhhhuhuhhh. I'm shivering 😚
> “I love working with you, Yujin-ssi. I'm glad you're not a real killer."
Sounds like a bad omen 🤨
> Whatever you were doing, that wasn't the character."
Ohhh?? I'm intrigued. Please elaborate 👀
> No, Yujin thought, his mouth curving faintly. Only the things that might be useful later.
What a fun thought 🤔
Anyway~
Oh hello, TKC, nice to meet you! Please be kind to me~ 💞😘💞
Feiya Phia ago
Glad you enjoyed the first sentence 😂
I love how you picked up on all the important clues! Based on this, I think you'll be able to solve this mystery soon~ Welcome, Reina!
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WanderingTraveler ago
You got me! You really did. I was like yeahhhh baby I wasn't ready for this but I love how it started, then the damn lights came on! So immersion was 100% on point. Very K-drama like as well the characters (Only because I've watched so much) have now entered the Oh ok I know what's going to happen phase after the chapter, This means that they were well defined though. The good actor Seo-Yujin (a little foreshadowing that he might be hiding something but it isn't conclusive enough to not be ready for a plot twist later), the jealous little side character that looking out for a female lead (just guessing that she is if it was a k-drama). Overall I say that this chapter if I was a fan of this type of novel I would click next, hell even if I wasn't I would click next, which is what I'm doing.
Feiya Phia ago
I'm glad the opening worked for you! Curious if you read the intro/synopsis or jumped straight in? Feedback I got so far is about 2/3 of readers thought the beginning was real, but about 1/3 of readers either read the blurb (so they had a suspicion) or the dialogue was too dramatic. Thoughts?
I'm glad you picked up on all the important character beats! Good job~ You make me, the writer, very happy (and I really enjoy your humor) 😂

New Covenant ago
This is a really good opening! I’d only read the synopsis and tags beforehand, so you completely got me with the beginning! Then when the “CUT!” happened, I had that moment of, “Oh, RIGHT. Seo Yujin is an actor!!” It felt like getting hit with a twist that was technically sitting right in front of me the whole time. Great start!
Also, completely unrelated tiny Korean-language fun fact: there’s absolutely nothing wrong with the name Gan Jiyeon, but when written in Korean it becomes 간지연... and 간지 (ganji) is slang for something like “cool,” “stylish,” or “swag.” So my Korean brain keeps seeing 간지 every time I read her full name 😂
If you ever wanted to avoid that accidental wordplay while still keeping a rare Korean surname, you could use Gyeon Jiyeon (견지연) instead. Gyeon is also a real, uncommon Korean surname. But Gan Jiyeon is still a perfectly valid name—I just thought the accidental “ganji” was funny xD
Feiya Phia ago
This is why I need someone fluent with Korean to correct me. I will rely on you from now on for the names and titles. If I say something wrong, you have to let me know! 😂🙈
Thanks for reading the previous comment and making my life easier! You're the best little hamster~

New Covenant ago
One more small note about Korean honorifics. I actually used to be confused about this myself until someone corrected me on it.
-ssi (씨) is polite, but it isn’t quite a universal equivalent of “Mr.” or “Ms.” It tends to sound more natural between people of roughly similar status, or when addressing someone junior. If there is a clear difference in seniority or status, using -ssi directly toward the more senior person can sometimes sound a little awkward or not quite respectful enough.
So the one usage that stood out to me was the young staff member calling Yujin “Yujin-ssi.” Since Yujin is portrayed as such a major celebrity, I think a Korean staff member in that position would probably use something more deferential.
In actual Korean, baewoo-nim (배우님, literally “actor” + the honorific suffix “-nim”) would be a natural way to address an actor respectfully. If you want to keep the Korean honorific style but make it a little easier for English readers, Yujin-nim could also work as a compromise, even though baewoo-nim would sound more natural in Korean.
I probably wouldn’t use something like “Actor-nim,” though, since that feels more like an English-Korean hybrid than something a Korean speaker would actually say.
The other uses of -ssi between actors didn’t really stand out to me, since those can depend a lot on their relationship, age, and professional status. I just thought I’d mention this one because you asked me to let you know if any of the Korean titles or honorifics felt slightly off.
Feiya Phia ago
OMG, you don't know how helpful this comment is to me! Finally a reader who understands Korean! Thank you so much, NC 💖
Have a potato!
Klompenaround ago
What a way to start. Hot dang.
I bet it's meant to be jarring, but the second half of the chapter was hard to focus on because the tension of the first half was so well done.
Also, this guy, he seems way way too good at killing for an actor. I instantly blame him for the other murders. At least that's my pea brain's concoction of a theory. 🌷
Feiya Phia ago
And that is a 100% valid theory! Thank you for activating the pea and joining us on this journey! 😂

A.Valentino ago
Gah! You totally had me at the start! I was sure we were reading about an actual murder with some sort of possession, mimicry/obsession, or multiple personality thing going on!
Well done, love a good reversal where the author flips everything on its head and I immediately say I should have known!
I’m definitely suspicious of Yujin, but since this seems like the kind of story where things aren’t what they seem I shall reserve judgement for now.
Great descriptions and imagery. Bringing the sensations in was particularly effective - the tackiness of blood, hammering of a pulse, nails catching on fabric. Made it very visceral.
Also, have I ever mentioned that I love kdramas? This shall be fun! ![]()
Feiya Phia ago
I feel like you'll enjoy how unhinged some of his thoughts will be down the line! Thank you for commenting, Val!
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I liked the start, even though I saw the 'call cut' thing coming way before it happened.
Edit suggestions:
"The police thought they were isolated cases. Now they're saying it's a homicideserial killer."
Homicide isn't the correct term there. Unless the deathswere considered accidents that are now discovered to be intentional. My suggested fix is a best guess but is a little redundant with previously given lines. Maybe cut the whole thing altogether?