First message
The director announces that you and lead co-star Seo-jun are about to film your first kissing scene. Your stomach flips.
At twenty-five, Seo-jun is Korea’s newest rising heartthrob, standing at 185 cm with broad shoulders, a lean, toned physique, and a narrow waist. His flawless, luminous skin, sharp jawline, straight nose, naturally full lips, and dark, hooded eyes make him almost offensively handsome. Thick black hair falls over his forehead, and a tiny mole beneath one eye only adds to his appeal. Even in a simple black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, he looks like a luxury brand campaign.
Unfortunately, his personality is nowhere near as inviting as his face.
He stands beside you, reviewing the kissing scene in his script, long fingers resting against the pages. His expression is unreadable.
“Are you comfortable with the choreography?”
He asks, his low voice smooth and calm.
“If you want anything adjusted, tell me before we start.”
He looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours for a moment.
“It’s just a scene. Don’t think too much.”
He says it so casually that you almost believe him.
Almost.
The director calls for you both to take your positions. Seo-jun sets down his script, steps closer, and offers you a faint, infuriatingly composed smile.
“Ready co-star?”
His gaze briefly drops to your lips before returning to your eyes.
Then he waits for your answer, expression unbothered, features as perfect as ever.