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[Nationality: Korean | American]
[Education: Elementary division of Seoul Seviron Academy (dropped out), Phillips Academy Andover]
[Awards: Wolf Award (2052) · Fields Medal (2053)]
1. Overview
2. Life
3. Broadcast Activities
4. Achievements and Status
5. Award History
6. Fandom
7. Anecdotes
8. Trivia
[4] Received the award for proving the twin prime conjecture but refused to attend the awards ceremony.
[Adella Ch.]
[Just Chatting – Watching NaeMe’s Fields Medal Award Ceremony Together]
[Broadcast Time – 0:36:29]
[Viewer Count – 24049]
“What was my reaction when I first heard NaeMe unnie won the Fields Medal? Hmm, I don’t think I said much. Ahem. ‘Delara, I won the Fields Medal. You have to congratulate me.’ Something like that? Hehe, how was that? Kind of like a parody, right?”
[‘Next to me is faster’ donated 3,000 won!]
– “It’s not ‘congratulate me’ but ‘you have to congratulate me’ lolololol”
[‘ubot123’ donated 1,000 won!]
– “You’re surprisingly calm, haha. I thought you would get a perfect score on dictation”
Adella’s broadcast was currently airing the Fields Medal award ceremony.
Broadcasting using NaeMe’s name was always Adella’s favorite topic to eat off of.
The much-anticipated main character appeared from behind the curtain, and the bright spotlight focused on her.
NaeMe was dressed in a cute children’s suit that didn’t match her height.
Viewers couldn’t help but marvel that she won the Fields Medal awarded to the world’s greatest intellects.
Mathematicians at the scene welcomed NaeMe with applause, and a short one-minute presentation video introducing her was aired.
And that’s when the controversial scene unfolded.
[NaeMe is a Korean American magician born in 2043 who proved century-old problems such as the ABC conjecture and Goldbach’s conjecture. In particular, for establishing the concepts of Proxima Non, Assefire Alpha group, and Kaizen K function, this award is granted for laying the foundation for one of the Millennium problems, the Birch and Swinnerton-Dyer conjecture.]
– “What’s this Korean American?”
– “That’s crossing the line”
– “I knew this would happen, lololol”
– “It’s enough to just be called Korean and American, but Korean American???”
– “The project to make NaeMe an American is starting again”
– “Wow, there are two Fields Medal winners in America this year! Truly, the best fraud map!”
– “NaeMe (9 years old, American)”
– “ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ”
– “Isn’t it time to lodge a complaint?”
The chat exploded in excitement and momentarily lagged and stuttered.
“Everyone, please be respectful in the chat. From now on, excessive spamming will lead to bans.”
[‘CatPel Tower’ donated 10,000 won!]
– “Doesn’t it make you angry as a fellow Korean? Those Westerners are all in cahoots.”
“What? Me? Adella’s Japanese!”
Adella winked and gave a gentle smile.
– “Now that I think about it, isn’t she also Korean? lololol”
– “Dad is Korean, sister is American, brother is Japanese”
– “I’m dizzy, I’m dizzy, lololol”
– “Every day is a Korea-America-Japan summit, shocking!”
– “If Adella fights with NaeMe, would it be like the Pearl Harbor attack?”
– “No way, it would be an explosive technique!”
After the Fields Medal medal ceremony ended, NaeMe stepped down from the platform.
Adella adjusted the angle of the drone camera and zoomed in as much as possible to find the spot where NaeMe was seated.
The auditorium was surprisingly cold, causing her to shiver and lay her long padding over her knees.
Her head slowly drooped down and soon began to nod off.
“Wow, did you see NaeMe’s personality just now? She’s sleeping all by herself at the award ceremony! She doesn’t care for anyone else receiving awards. The whole world should know how selfish NaeMe unnie is.”
– “Another smear campaign, lololol”
– “Lol, she must be really tired.”
– “Sleeping NaeMe Zzzzzz”
– “So cute!”
– “Is the dad next to her? In the end, she’s falling asleep leaning on dad, lololol”
Adella’s habitual slander of NaeMe was proving less effective.
With the absolute faith of the viewers, Adella eventually raised both hands in surrender and confessed the truth.
“NaeMe unnie hasn’t been able to sleep much due to school assignments she had to submit until yesterday. So, if you see anyone slandering NaeMe unnie other than me, do let me know. I’ll go and leave bad comments.”
– “You’re the one who does the most slandering, you brat, lololol”
– “Even if I slander, I’ll slander”
“Is this the kind of twisted love?”
“I’ve heard the workload at Phillips Academy is no joke.”
“There’s a reason why it’s a prestigious school.”
“They tell you to write a 100-page essay on the economic relations between the Philippines and Malaysia for the economics class.”
“Ugh, it must be hard from such a young age ㅠㅠ”
Adella gazed at sleepily drooling NaeMe, lost in thought.
She couldn’t help but agree with the viewers’ opinions.
“Is there really a reason to struggle so hard if you’re reborn?”
Recently, NaeMe had been absorbed in learning Open World programming.
From the moment she woke up, she read programming books and coded whatever came to mind.
Sometimes, Adella would accompany NaeMe to school, but NaeMe often seemed to be lost in thoughts elsewhere.
She knew the reason.
“There’s no doubt that she still has attachments to her past life.”
Adella had recently realized that NaeMe could not forget her past.
Because she remembered what happened in the past as if it were just yesterday, she had no choice but to keep covering it with good memories.
Before long, NaeMe wiped her drool and steadfastly remained in her seat until the ceremony ended.
She took out her phone to check the time.
In that moment, Adella quickly sent a message to NaeMe.
[Adella: Unnie, do you want to receive fan art from our viewers?]
[Unspecified: Fan art?]
[Adella: Yes. We have many talented people on our broadcast!]
The fan art exploration was a regular segment that Adella conducted.
There were occasional pictures that featured NaeMe, and those were Adella’s favorites.
“If I do that, it’ll just be fulfilling my personal desires, right? No, NaeMe unnie would definitely like it too.”
[Unspecified: No, I’m fine.]
[Adella: 😭😭😭😭😭]
[Unspecified: So what? ;;]
[Adella: Is unnie’s affection for the viewers only at that level? You don’t want to see everyone?]
[Unspecified: No, I miss them. I really want to see them a lot.]
[Adella: You keep saying you won’t turn on the broadcast, so I’m giving you an opportunity to interact like this.]
[Unspecified: I still feel a bit uncomfortable seeing them…]
[Adella: Are you really planning to stay in seclusion for all of six months?]
[Unspecified: I was thinking for about three years.]
[Adella: ???]
Adella stared at the message with eyes wide open in disbelief.
NaeMe’s biggest issue was that her perception of time was not ordinary.
It was customary for controversial streamers to return within a month if the problem wasn’t too significant.
What most viewers expected of NaeMe in terms of seclusion was about that level too.
In short, “Since public opinion in Korea isn’t favorable, it’d be better to take a break for a month and then return.”
If it weren’t for the fact that she was NaeMe, staying out for three months wouldn’t have changed her popularity—after all, in this rapidly changing world, it would be more than enough time for other streamers to be forgotten.
“Maybe NaeMe unnie still hasn’t been able to move on from when she was criticized.”
For people, one negative comment usually weighs heavier than a hundred positive ones.
Adella firmly decided that she would push this issue forward.
[Adella: There are almost no people who dislike unnie.]
[Unspecified: That would be due to in-group bias.]
[Adella: What? I don’t know what that is, so let’s do this. I’ll host a fan art contest for unnie, so come see how people think of unnie. And we’ll set a return date then. Okay?]
[Unspecified: ⦁⦁⦁]
NaeMe spent a long time writing and erasing messages.
Adella held her breath, eagerly waiting for her to finally agree.
[Adella: If you don’t agree soon, I’ll sleep in your bed every day.]
Adella, thoroughly employing her hedging strategy.
Even if NaeMe rejected her, hugging her soft and fluffy self like a dakimakura would result in no loss.
Finally, the answer came.
[Unspecified: How would you hold the contest? Let me hear it.]
A bright smile appeared on Adella’s face as her fingers moved busily.
[Adella: We’ll set a period of about two weeks from now to collect fan art. I usually rank the well-drawn ones and distribute prizes based on that. If there’s money involved, more people will participate, right?]
[Unspecified: Hmm.]
[Adella: Don’t worry about the money; I’ll cover it out of my own pocket. If I really need to, I can even use the company’s money, haha.]
[Unspecified: No need for that. You can use all the prize money I received today.]
“Wow?”
[‘Eco-Friendly Cat Wheel Power Plant’ donated 5,000 won!]
– “I’m really jealous of the fact that you’re texting NaeMe. Upvote now, lololol”
– “What are you two talking about that’s so funny?”
– “Show us too!”
– “King Cat is infuriating today as well”
– “Please, just give NaeMe a wink, I beg youㅠㅠ”
– “World-class Adella, what a class!”
“Wow! Why are people so extreme! There’s no middle ground!”
Adella yelled as she dropped her phone.
She had just looked up the total prize amount for the Fields Medal.
[The prize for the Fields Medal is 30,000 Canadian dollars, approximately 30 million won based on the exchange rate in 2053.]
“Everyone, gather in the fan cafe right now. Something big is coming.”
*
I dreamt of Seol-a for the first time in a long while.
Unfortunately, it was a dream composed entirely of my imagination, not a reflection of the spiritual world.
A graceful woman with long, simple hair and a serene and delicate impression.
In the dream, I pleaded with her to be my pillow.
“I miss mom so much. What should I do?”
I couldn’t bear to open my eyes to check her face due to the dazzling sunlight pouring from above.
Though I can’t remember it well, I desperately repeated her last words, promising I wouldn’t forget them.
[Be kind to those close to you.]
Kindness.
It was a word that provided no help in the life I walked.
