Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Final Shoot
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Psychometry Her is my debut work.
To be precise, it was the second project I joined.
But in terms of timing, Psychometry Her aired first, and filming started much earlier.
We began shooting before Nomen even cranked in, all the way through to broadcast... so yeah, you could call Psychometry Her my debut.
'But to think that debut is already wrapping up.'
Drama shoots can drag on for over a year, but here we were, just three months in, already staring down the end.
The Psychometry Her team started filming in January, grinding almost every single day.
No overseas locations—just domestic shoots all the way.
Thanks to PD Yoon's flawless scheduling, we wasted zero time.
Even the actors rarely flubbed a line.
No internal drama either.
It all went so ridiculously smooth that it only took three months.
Even if schedules slipped a bit after my wrap, we'd still finish inside four.
This might be the fastest shoot for a 16-episode drama ever.
And it's all thanks to Geum Yuna.
She's getting dozens of love calls a day but turned them down to focus on this, only taking side gigs that didn't clash with our schedule.
If she hadn't... we might've been at this for a whole year.
Helena scenes, Kim Doo-han scenes, Kang Ho-su scenes, Song Su-chan scenes.
Police Chief, precinct captain—even the defense lawyers for the bit crooks.
Good luck finding a scene without her.
She carried so much that without her, we'd grind to a halt. This is absolutely her doing.
Anyway, today was my last shoot day.
No wild celebrations at the end—I stayed focused to the last, channeling the whole story for top-notch acting.
In the hunt for the chaebol heir suspect in the serial killings, Violent Crimes Unit 2 started feeling tangled in something massive.
Interference and pressure from above? Standard issue.
The media bombarding them was just icing.
Unit 2's necks were on the chopping block more than once.
Everyone in the country had heard about them.
They even dodged an assassin's bullet.
But in the end, Unit 2 proved the serial murders were the work of that psycho chaebol heir—and locked him up for good.
The public flipped, treating Unit 2 like heroes overnight.
No firing or demoting them now—not with that public opinion.
But... the team that cracked the case? They still felt off.
Like it wasn't over.
The guy was big-time, sure, but "just" didn't cut it...
All this couldn't be one chaebol heir solo.
There had to be a shadowy backer.
Of course...
"Kim I-seo, you bastard!"
The brass wouldn't leave Unit 2 alone.
Every time the precinct captain tried blocking their probe, suspicions grew.
Even after jailing the heir, forces still puppeteering the police from outside?
So they ran a secret internal investigation.
And uncovered the massive shadow's true face.
The family head who sliced off his grandson like it was nothing—supposedly no ties to Unit 2's suspicions.
Dig deeper, and it never ends.
Not just a power-player congressman—even sitting ministers implicated.
A crime cartel of the power brokers running Korea.
So huge, you couldn't see the top.
Mobilizing trusted prosecutors and reporters for the probe.
But they got busted for the secret investigation.
Unit 2 barely staved off disbandment...
But they were thorns now.
The cartel targeted Unit 2's strongest shield first.
Helena, always dragging in the Americans.
And so, today's scene: Helena gets kidnapped.
Thump-thump—
I'd gotten close with the crew, the cast.
Even comfy on set—no more jitters, I thought.
But last shoot? Heart pounding like opening day.
The abandoned factory, chill winds howling.
Same spot for that action scene nabbing the serial killer chaebol heir.
Chosen for Helena to link up with her CIA contact in Korea.
Where she gets snatched.
"Hi, cue!"
The low moon casts eerie light over the desolate factory.
Drone view? Straight-up creepy.
Jagged protrusions look like blades aimed at Helena.
Drip— Drip—
Inside, where the CIA agent's waiting? Just echoing water drops.
Click-clack—
Her signature heels echo through the factory—Helena's entrance cue now.
"...What? Where is everybody?"
Helena's heart races as she heads to the center.
Something's wrong.
Gut screaming to bolt.
Too late.
"Haa..."
Black-clad figures slink out like shadows, closing in.
"How many of you to nab little old fragile me?"
"..."
No reaction from the black suits.
Thugs? She'd find a gap, run.
These guys reek danger from their stride.
Helena sighs, slips off her heels.
Gives her all against the kidnappers...
But outnumbered.
Crack—
"Urk!"
Two-by-four shatters on her skull.
Blood trickles from her head.
Staggering, vision fading...
Last thought: Kim I-seo's face.
"...I-seo, sorry."
Thud—
Knees buckle.
Tries holding on... body collapses.
Tears well in Helena's eyes.
"Cut! Good! One more close-up after the fall!"
"Cut! Good! No tears this time!"
"Cut! Good! Try closing your eyes!"
Multiple angles, setups, vibes—few more takes.
"Cut! Okay! That's a wrap!"
My last shoot... done.
"Great work, everyone!"
"Wooo! You killed it!"
"Jeong Gyeowol, badass to the end! Not fair!"
Like the kidnappers circling Helena, crew swarms me.
"Your acting today was insane... I nearly teared up watching."
"That action scene? What even? Started sloppy-cute... now you're pro fighter."
"Those expressions? Pure charisma... You'd crush a cold-blooded chaebol heir role later."
"...I almost dropped the two-by-four. Legit scared me."
Voices brighter than ever, masking the bittersweet end.
PD Yoon chimes in.
"Gyeowol, you worked hard. Sorry for pushing you so much... but what can I do? You're too good. Looking forward to your next hits. Seriously, great job."
"Woooaaah!"
Amid roaring cheers, Geum Yuna hustles over with her phone, rounding up the cast.
"Actors, group up! Group shot!"
"Sounds good!"
All the cast who'd watched my wrap pose for memories.
Group pic with crew too.
"Our set's vitamin is leaving! Shoots without Gyeowol will feel so empty..."
"Hey! Don't say that—what about the other actors?"
"Huh? They're all shining brighter than me... Can't you see?"
"Yeah... Yuna and Ho-su are even crying... Gyeowol's the dry-eyed one."
"Okay, personal pics later... Now... you know?"
"...?"
Crew shares knowing grins.
Gyeowol tilts head, clueless.
Suddenly, lights out—whole set black.
"Whoa?! Power outage?!"
I fumble for my phone.
Makeup staff grabs my arm.
"...Why grab—"
"Shh, stay put. You're always hugging Yuna—let me warm up with our Gyeowol."
"Me too!"
Arms pinned, helpless...
Click—
Lights blaze—a three-tier cake appears.
Where'd they hide this monster? Never spotted it all shoot.
[Thanks for everything]
[Our eternal Helena]
[We'll cheer you on forever, anywhere]
Top: Helena chocolate figure, crown.
My eyes well up, nose reddens.
"Everyone..."
Crew panics instead.
"Whoa! Crying? Hold it! Where's my phone?!"
"Not yet! Gyeowol! Wrong timing!"
"...?"
Crying has timing? Tears vanish in disbelief.
PD Yoon Jong-pil and screenwriter Cha Joo-eun bring flowers, hug me.
Teams stack gifts beside me.
"..."
Tears flow again, speechless.
Click—
"Hngh... Why snap pics now..."
But I turn, giving perfect front shots each shutter.
"Sign for me, Gyeowol!"
"Me too! Please!"
"...Hng, manager... Bring 'em all..."
"...?"
Kim Gyu-jin, managers 1 and 2, even security hustle.
Shopping bags pour from the canny sun high limo.
Gifts for crew.
"...I'm still... hng, a rookie... Can't do big... Hngg... Sorry..."
Bags hold personalized gifts, handwritten notes, signed sheets.
"Whoa... Nomen and Psychometry Her shoots—you were slammed. When'd you...?"
"...Too touching!"
"Damn! Came face-ready for group pic..."
Set turns tear ocean.
Laughs, sobs—chaos.
"Wrap gifts and move! Not over—farewell party's next! Quick personal pics now!"
PD Yoon urges.
Finally, folks snap out, mob for pics with me.
An hour later, I escape the set.