🪽 OFF THE RECORD ( 𝖳𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖤𝖱 )
SCRIPT, Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage control—fast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
𝖠𝖫𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖭𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖫𝖸,ㅤ Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
STARRING ACTOR!TAESAN ★ FEM!READER
GENRE fakedating slight enemies2lovers fluff
RUNNING TIME 600 ( teaser )
꣑୧ NOTES !ㅤ hope you enjoy >< ! kindly send an ask, or comment under this post to be added to the taglist 💌
ㅤ 💌 original soundtrack !
“Ah, you must be Seolhee’s niece.”
You turned to the source of the voice. A woman in a sleek pantsuit and pointed heels smiled at you. She was tall, older, with glossy black hair pulled into a tight ponytail and an air of authority that made you instinctively straighten your back.
“This way,” she said. “We’re heading into the lounge for a quick meeting.”
You followed without question.
Inside, the lounge was surprisingly quiet. Soundproof walls, a small round table, bottles of water, and untouched snacks arranged neatly on a tray.
Seolhee was already seated, waving you over to sit beside her with a small, reassuring smile.
Taesan walked in a moment later—not sparing you a single glance.
“Everyone’s here?” asked the woman in heels—who you now realized must be the head of PR, judging by the folders she was handing out.
“Let’s keep this short,” she said briskly once everyone was settled, holding a thin binder in one hand and a highlighter in the other. “The official story is simple: Taesan is in a relationship with a long-time family friend. You met through Seolhee, reconnected this year, and decided to keep things private until recently.”
“Family friend?” you whispered to Seolhee.
She didn’t miss a beat. “It’s a safer narrative. Minimal suspicion.”
“One blurry Dispatch photo will go up next week,” the PR head continued. “You’ll be seen together often. We’ll start with one candid, one staged, and a joint event appearance.”
Your eyes flickered to Taesan on instinct. His expression didn’t change. Not a single glance was sent your way.
“No public fights. No contradictory statements. If asked in interviews, you’re allowed to say, ‘We prefer to keep things private,’ or, ‘We’re getting to know each other.’ Keep timelines vague.”
She flipped through the binder quickly, eyes scanning. “That’s about it,” she said after a pause. “You’ll hold hands, post stories, and look like you’re in love. Bare minimum.”
You exhaled through your nose. “Maybe we should start with eye contact first,” you muttered, teeth gritted.
That got his attention because he finally looked at you—eyebrow raised, corner of his mouth twitching. “I’m not a good actor off set,” he said, turning back to Seolhee like you hadn’t spoken.
“You will have to be,” your aunt snapped. “Or you can say goodbye to the two brand endorsements we just signed last week. And the drama offers.”
That shut him up.
The PR woman slid two printed sheets across the table—fake dating contracts. You scanned the paper, unsure whether to laugh or cry. This was real. You were about to lie to the entire nation. For tuition money.
Across from you, Taesan signed the paper without a word.
You hesitated, then signed yours.
The meeting adjourned, and one by one, everyone filed out—leaving only you, Seolhee, and Taesan behind.
He stood up, brushing past you like you were invisible, and nodded politely at your aunt. “I’ll see you at the next briefing.” The door clicked shut behind him.
You turned to Seolhee immediately, watching as she tucked the signed contracts into a file.
“What a moron,” you muttered. “Is he always that incapable of basic human decency?”
She gave you a tight smile. “He’s just under a lot of stress.”
You scoffed, grabbing a water bottle off the table. “Right.”
You didn’t complain further, but in your head, one thing was already very clear:
If this was how Han Taesan treated the person saving his public image, he wasn’t just stressed. He was a camera-ready, grade-A jerk.
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