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The car stopped in front of a five-star hotel nearby.

"Get out of the car," Chuck said.

I clung to the car door. "What are you doing? I'm not getting out!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Chuck took a pair of sunglasses from his bag and put them on me.

I paused and silently withdrew my hands.

Chuck looked like a useless fool, and I didn't expect him to be so sensitive.

He used to hide behind me, crying in the game, so I wasn't worried that such a coward would do anything to me.

Moreover, given my plain-looking face, I didn't think he would be interested in me.

I was afraid that people would look at me in surprise or disgust.

After adjusting the sunglasses on my nose bridge, I followed Chuck upstairs. Then, he took me to a luxurious private room and said he was there to attend a meeting to discuss a script.

Only then did I find out that he was about to star in a new drama, a part of which would be shot at our school?

Like that, I got to know Chuck's director, screenwriter,