When they left the high-rise building area of Busan’s eastern district, they saw slate roofs around. This place was ‘Chookdae Maeul.’

They walked farther inside as they observed the paintings and writing that nameless street artists had left behind on the old walls. A crow flew underneath a leaning lamp post.

They walked past ‘Woomyung Building’ which looked like it had been at least three years since it was last used. People could be seen in the distance.

“Hey! Don’t step on the lines! Manage the cables properly and put the people in order.”

Preparations for the shoot were underway. Maru and Youngjae walked over to where the staff had gathered. When they told them that they were minor actors, they were directed to a building with a blue roof.

“If you wait around there, we’ll call for you. Please don’t go too far out, and if you want to smoke, please go to the alleys.”

There seemed to be some locals around, taking peeps at them from time to time. Maru put his hands in his pocket and walked over to the house with a blue roof. People of various ages gathered around. They seemed to be minor actors.

“It’s still quite cold, huh,” Maru said, jumping around on the spot.

The first day of Spring was already past them according to the calendar, but there was...