"There's Sothing Different About Her"
From the mont Nael first t Ha-eun, the thought struck her: there was sothing unmistakably different about this person.
Of course, she was already aware of Ha-eun’s striking beauty. But seeing her in person revealed qualities that went far beyond her appearance—her presence, aura, and overall atmosphere were in a league of their own.
Particularly striking was the transformation Nael witnessed when the stream began. Ha-eun’s previously calm and composed deanor shifted subtly but surely. A playful glint appeared in her expression, and a youthful energy colored her composed voice.
“Now, all we need is to drizzle the maple syrup… And voilà! Pancakes are ready!”
Even as the first dish of the cooking stream was completed, Nael was still in awe. Could soone really change so drastically in just a few seconds?
‘Is it because she’s an actress…?’
It wasn’t just a matter of heightened energy. It felt as though an entirely different personality had erged. The weighty charisma unique to a celebrity was replaced by a bright, lively aura—sothing carefree and approachable.
“Nael, say ah~. I’ll feed you.”
“N-no, no! I can eat it myself!” Nael protested, flustered.
“Ah, but you see, there’s a mission involved.”
“E-even so…!”
“There’s no such thing as rejecting a mission in my book! Now, ah~~.”
Ha-eun smiled mischievously as she held out a forkful of pancake, her youthful playfulness making her seem more like a child on a playground than the accomplished actress she was. Nael, reluctantly opening her mouth, couldn’t help but marvel at how genuine it all seed.
It didn’t feel like an act. Ha-eun wasn’t forcing her tone or mannerisms into the mold of "Diah." She was simply being herself, and yet, it was undeniably Diah.
“How is it? Does it taste good?”
“Yes… It’s soft and perfectly cooked.”
“Great~!”
With a satisfied grin, Ha-eun stabbed another piece of pancake with her fork and brought it up to the cara, teasing the audience.
“Doesn’t it look delicious? But too bad~ Only Nael and I are eating this!” she taunted playfully.
"Classic Diah move."
"Great, now I’m hungry."
"That pancake looks so good."
"Marry , Diah!"
"You’re flipping pancakes like a wok chef—chill!"
Nael watched in silence, captivated by Ha-eun’s antics. She was still reeling from the shift in personality when Ha-eun tilted her head slightly, noticing Nael’s gaze.
“Huh? What’s wrong?”
“Ah, well… It’s just… you’re beautiful.”
“Aha.”
"Why does everyone say that when they et her?"
"Show what you’re seeing!"
"What’s with this chaotic energy?"
"Her antics are evil, but she’s too cute to resist."
“If you wanted to see , you should’ve passed the auditions like Nael~. You all can just keep staring at these fluffy pancakes!”
As the pancake feast continued, so did Ha-eun’s playful teasing of the audience. The chat buzzed with ssages at twice the usual speed for Nael’s streams.
Nael, overwheld by the rapid flow of comnts, tried to keep up, but her focus was quickly redirected.
“Ah, I’m done with the pancakes. What’s next?”
“Next… we’re making cotton candy.”
“Cotton candy?! Yes!” Ha-eun’s eyes sparkled as she eagerly encouraged Nael to set up the machine.
Not long after, the round cotton candy machine was placed on the cooking table.
“I preheated it earlier, so all you have to do is add the sugar, senior,” Nael explained.
“Let’s make it super big!” Ha-eun exclaid.
“How big, exactly?”
“As big as the moon!”
“…I’ll do my best.”
Soon, the white sugar began to heat up in the center of the machine. Thin threads of sugar started to form, and Nael expertly spun a stick inside the machine, gathering the threads into a large, fluffy cloud.
When the cotton candy was finally complete, it was so massive that even the stream cara couldn’t fully capture its size.
“It’s done, senior.”
“Wow… It’s huge,” Ha-eun gasped in amazent.
"That’s enormous!"
"Looks so good."
"Diah is so hyped, lol."
"She’s practically bouncing with joy."
"That cotton candy is insane."
Ha-eun, now wearing white gloves, held up the massive cotton candy for the cara, showing it off to the audience. For scale, she placed her hand beside it, further emphasizing its size.
Then…
Plop.
Another equally massive cotton candy appeared in Ha-eun’s other hand, courtesy of Nael. Now holding one in each hand, Ha-eun couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Wow… With a master like this, I wouldn’t mind being held captive forever!”
“E-eh?!”
"Wait a second."
"Was that genuine?"
"Throwing Sunsets under the bus, huh?"
"Is this a ship now?"
The chat exploded with chaos at Ha-eun’s unexpected comnt. Spotting an opportunity to stir the pot even further, Ha-eun prepared to deliver another line.
“Nael, I want to live with you forev─”
Ding. Ding. Ding.
[ Hida has donated 50,000 won! ]
: No way.
[ Hida has donated 50,000 won! ]
: You still owe a collab, senior.
[ Hida has donated 50,000 won! ]
: I have a free pass with Diah too, rember~?
Hida’s sudden donation cut Ha-eun off mid-sentence, and the chat erupted once more, this ti with ssages about the new "rival."
"Another boss has appeared, lol."
"150,000 won?! Dang."
"Look how desperate Hida is!"
"The witch queen has entered the chat."
Ha-eun froze, completely caught off guard. ‘Wait… Isn’t today Saturday? Shouldn’t she be on set for her drama?’
Knowing Da-yeon’s schedule, Ha-eun realized Hida was watching the stream from the filming location’s waiting room. Alard, she quickly backpedaled.
“Senior? What were you saying just now?”
“Ah, um… nothing. Forget it.”
Ha-eun knew better than to push her luck with Da-yeon, who adored Diah to an extre degree. The idea of Nael “stealing” Diah, even as a joke, was bound to rub Da-yeon the wrong way.
To change the subject, Ha-eun took a big bite of the cotton candy and offered so to Nael. “Mmm~! It’s so good! Here, try it.”
“Ah, yes.”
anwhile, at the filming location far from Nael’s house, an ominous aura filled the waiting room.
“Why is Nael feeding her the part she already bit? If you’re going to give cotton candy, break off a new piece!”
“Da-yeon…?”
“And why is Nael wiping cotton candy off her nose?! Oh, they’re having such a great ti, aren’t they?!”
“…Can I go to the restroom now?” soone muttered timidly.
“Are you a baby? Do you need permission to pee?” Da-yeon snapped.
“…But you told to ask first…”
***
By the ti the cooking stream wrapped up with the final dish—cream puffs—completely devoured, Nael was already tidying up the area. It was during this cleanup that she hesitantly brought up an idea for a second segnt.
"Um, senior? Ha-eun?"
"Yes? What is it?"
"Well… I was thinking we could do an Ideal Type World Cup for the second half of the stream."
At first, Ha-eun saw no issue with the plan. A casual discussion about personal preferences between Nael and Diah sounded entertaining enough.
But the mont Nael elaborated on her the…
"Wait, you an… The Sunshine Best Scenes World Cup?"
"Y-yeah. Since you took a break last ti because of The Sunshine, I figured you liked it as much as I do…"
Ha-eun froze. She hadn’t anticipated this at all.
"Are you… okay with this?" Nael asked cautiously.
"Uh… um…" Ha-eun hesitated, unsure how to proceed.
But with the second segnt's start ti quickly approaching, she resigned herself to the inevitable.
"Let’s just do it."
And so, Ha-eun found herself in the awkward position of evaluating her own performance alongside Nael. There weren’t many other options for content, and today’s stream was, after all, Diah’s "all-access pass" stream.
Still, Ha-eun couldn’t help but feel a pang of worry. What if Nael noticed the similarity between her voice as Diah and as Kim Jung-hyun, her character in The Sunshine?
But Nael’s reassurances quickly dispelled her concerns.
"I’ve rewatched The Sunshine over seven tis, and not once did I think of you as the sa person," Nael declared proudly.
"Maybe it just sounds different to other people," Ha-eun mused, unconvinced.
As Nael switched the stream microphone back on and transitioned from the cooking cara to her usual broadcast screen, she launched into her introduction.
"Okay, everyone! For the second half, Diah and I will be doing an Ideal Type World Cup—featuring scenes from The Sunshine!
"Here cos Nael, the ga-fan!"
"Just hearing the title makes emotional 😭"
"There’s nothing left to milk, Nael. Let it go!"
"Didn’t Diah like The Sunshine too?"
"Yes! I heard senior even took a break once to watch the final episode. Isn’t that right?"
"Y-yeah…" Ha-eun mumbled, a weak smile on her face.
"Great! So, how many rounds should we do?"
Nael, who had been too nervous to even look Ha-eun in the eye earlier, now seed to have transford. She was brimming with excitent, her energy infectious.
"64 rounds is a must!"
"Even 128 wouldn’t be enough for Nael!"
"Honestly, I could do 256 rounds and still na every scene from mory. If anyone knows The Sunshine better than , co at !"
‘Should I just tell her I’m sitting right next to her?’ Ha-eun thought but wisely kept quiet.
Watching Nael engage with her viewers, Ha-eun decided to leave the choice to her.
"What do you want to do?"
"Well, as much as I’d love to do 256 rounds, that would take forever. Let’s compromise with 64."
And thus, the Best Scenes of The Sunshine World Cup officially began.
Ha-eun initially intended to play along with as much composure as she could muster. But her plans were quickly derailed by Nael’s impassioned comntary.
"‘Can I entrust my fleeting life to you for a mont…?’"
"This scene is so intense! It’s when Park Joo-ho tells her that she can live or die by his decision. Knowing what kind of person Park Joo-ho is, she says it out of guilt for his parents. But later, when she realizes he saved her life, she silently rembers him—such a brilliant mont! Especially because she feels even more grateful knowing he spared her despite being her enemy. Absolute masterpiece—"
Nael’s heartfelt analysis exceeded anything Ha-eun had expected. Her ears grew hot as she listened to the live comntary of her own performance, filled with unabashed admiration.
‘This is way more embarrassing than I thought it’d be…’
"‘Why are you standing still? Don’t tell your feet are frozen.’"
"This scene! It’s when Hwang Tae-seong speaks casually to her, like when they were kids. But it subtly hints that they’re walking different paths now. Every ti I rewatch this, I’m blown away by how layered this mont is—"
‘I should’ve suggested sothing else,’ Ha-eun thought, silently regretting her decision.
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