I Will Escape from the 'Flower of Trials'

EPISODE 01

 

 Part 1:

 

 “You annoying little bitch!”

 

The dampness of the Kimchi slapped my cheeks with a dull thud. The reddish-orange broth was running through my smooth hair which was specially cared for in the most expensive Cheongdam beauty salon, one of the famous salon in South Korea. And also the sour scent of the Korea’s unique aroma…. 

 

(*Kimchi – It is a traditional fermented dish of south korea)

 

“You will be punished. You’ll be definitely punished!”

 

The guards rushed towards us from the entrance gate and pulled the old woman away from me.

 

“You can’t do this here old lady, get out!”

 

It was 3 pm, and everyone was busy with their work.

 

I was also in the middle of a work-related meeting when I heard a frantic voice screaming my name and rushed out towards the 

 

hallway, 

 

‘Hoo…….’

 

Then I was slapped with a kimchi on my face.

 

After the middle-aged woman was forcibly dragged out of the office by a group of burly trained security, I was completely brandished with the kimchi and then it was soon followed by a chilling silence settled all over the office hallway. 

 

“Ms. Director. Are you okay?”

 

A pale-faced deputy asked me, as he was unable to hide the tremor in his voice. 

 

He wasn’t the only one with a pale face; the rest of the staff were pale as well.

 

The fair-skinned, slightly upturned eyes of the deputy stiffened and fidgeted helplessly as they watched the soup that ran down from my face.

 

“It’s okay, deputy. I can’t work with you looking like this anymore. I’m going to go wash up in the restroom and change my clothes.”

 

I roughly rinsed my kimchi-dripping hair in the bathroom sink, 

 

but the sour smell of kimchi wafted from my reddish-white shirt. Judging by the smell, this must be Mukinji. 

 

(*Mukinji – it is the mose sour smelling fermented kimchi)

 

Lee and the other associates who followed her, when I into the restroom stood on edge, while looking at each others face. 

 

They stared at my face as I washed off the kimchi soup with a nonchalant expression.

 

I am the youngest daughter of Lee Ban-ok-yup, the chairman of Jecheon Group, and the fiancée of Park Eun-woo, the executive vice president of Daesoo Group, who is being touted as the next chairman of our company.

 

A middle-aged woman wearing a T-shirt with a sagging neck and pants that dragged on the ground is no match against me and she even dared to use kimchi as her sword and slapped me out of nowhere. 

 

“Thanks for your concern, everyone, I’m going to go get changed and head out.”

 

“Yes, madam. But what about the meeting?”

 

 

 

“Go ahead without me, organize the results, and put them on my desk. Oh, and call security until I get back.”

 

With that being said, she quickly led others out of the restroom. I breathed a sigh of relief.

 

 “Oh, it’s smellier than I thought.”

 

I knew this was coming, but being spanked with kimchi was more humiliating than I could have imagined, and also it smelled bad. 

 

I had brought along fabric deodorizer and shampoo samples just in case, but how was I supposed to know that the kimchi was mukinji? Did this drama used Mukinji as a prop? Really? 

 

“It’s really a hard drama to act in…….”

 

While Clicking my tongue, I slipped into the open restroom stall and changed into the tank top that I had packed. I pulled a fabric deodorant out of my purse and sprayed it on, then checked myself in the mirror.

 

The combination of a formal skirt and a beige top was so effortless that I was no longer the same person who had just walked in dripping with kimchi soup. Except for the smell of kimchi, which no amount of deodorant could hide.

 

I’m sure everyone at work is wondering how I happened to have a change of clothes and fabric deodorant in my bag right on the day of the kimchi slap.

 

I can’t be honest with them, but I knew I was going to get a kimchi slap today. Because I’m cha ye-ryun, the villainess in this freaking soap opera. So even now, I could say it out loud,

 

‘Oh, this is so fucking annoying.’ 

 

 * * *

 

As I run my hand through my wet hair and drive home, I suddenly remembered the plots that I have missed. 

 

‘I should have screamed at her and pulled her out of the office.’

 

In the drama, Cha Ye-ryun, with her shattered pride after receiving the kimchi slap, frantically screams to get the female lead’s mother out of the company. 

 

She then ignites her hostility towards the heroine, saying, 

 

‘Han Seo-ri! How dare you do this to me!’

 

‘Han Seo-ri, how dare you humiliate me like this, I won’t let you 

 

get away with it!’

 

I should have said this line, but the feel of the soup running down my face and the smell of stale paper was too much for me to take. 

 

Well, it’s not as scary as it used to be because I didn’t say a few lines and skipped the plot, but alas, I hate to do it. 

 

I slammed on the brakes so hard at the red light, and buried my head in the steering wheel.

 

I’m so sick of this. How long am I going to have to keep playing this stupid game? 

 

I thought back to that day, two years ago, when I first woke up in this drama. 

 

When I first woke up in the middle of this drama, I seriously questioned myself.

 

Who am I and where am I? 

 

Daewoo Group? Jecheon Group? Did such conglomerates exist in South Korea? 

 

When did Seoul National University change its name to Hankuk 

 

University? Why aren’t all the conglomerates and schools I knoe present here? And-?

 

‘Why am I, Cha Ye-ryun, the youngest daughter of Jecheon Group?’

 

I woke up in a strange place and everyone called me Cha Ye-ryun.

 

However, I knew the name Cha Ye ryun, and I also knew the names of all the people who claimed to be my family. 

 

A theory came into my mind, and I started frantically researching the place. 

 

The familiar name of the Jecheon group, one of the famous conglomerate group. The names of the Jecheon family members matched with what I knew, and also I researched about the existence of a female protagonist just in case. 

 

In the original reality, I didn’t even exist in this world. In my world, I was an unknown actor preparing for an audition for a remake of the drama Flower of Trials.

 

But here, not only an audition with that name but there was no original work with that name that existed. 

 

That’s right. Here I was, an unknown actor, eagerly preparing for the most famous Korean drama. ‘Flower of Trials’.

 

I realized that I was in ‘Flower of Trials,’ and I had become Cha Ye-ryun, the role I was preparing for.

 

When I realized that I couldn’t find any trace of my reality anywhere and that this wasn’t a dream, I cried and screamed the whole day and didn’t even take a step out of my room. 

 

‘This can’t be happening. This can’t be real. This can’t be real!’

 

As I cried and screamed in my room, my family members knocked on the door and pleaded to me.

 

“My dear child, what in the world is going on? Come out and talk to your mom. What’s wrong with you all of a sudden!”