*Thump.*

‘Huh?’

*Thump, thump, thump,* his heartbeat suddenly grew louder. Strangely so. Nothing had changed, yet.

Uijae rubbed his chest. Meanwhile, Sayoung had already stepped ahead. His lazy voice mixed with the sweet scent lingering in the air. In the bright hallway, only his black silhouette stood out.

“I originally wanted to include the director’s interview, but he kept refusing….”

“……”

“Even Jung Bin turned it down, probably on the director’s orders. So, I gave him a little trouble.”

“……”

“Oh, but Song Joheon was easy. Probably for image management or something. He accepted right away.”

There was an oddly …