Maru wiped his cheek with the tissue Sinhye handed him. The spittle wasn’t as bad as Sinhye made it out to be. It was natural for people to spray spit when speaking fiercely. On top of that, Sinhye was playing a character that had a husband who cheated on her. There was neither reason nor need for any calm for such a character.

“How do you feel now that you did that?” Maru asked Sinhye.

“The way I did my acting was no different from usual. I was just going to do what I had in my mind, but I suddenly had this urge when I start acting. Any other time, I would’ve held myself back, but I did as you said and went with the flow and….”

Sinhye stopped and looked at the floor of the stage. She seemed to be looking back at her own acting in retrospect.

“Jungah, how was it in your eyes?” Sinhye asked Jungah.

“It wasn’t polished, but that was the feeling I wanted. It was easier to see that the character was fuming inside.”

“Right?”

Sinhye looked at Maru.

“How did you do that?”

“I didn’t do anything. It was you who did it, Miss Sinhye.”

“But that’s strange. This is the first time I acted with you, without practice even, but the results are too good to be true. I didn’t do anything differently either.”

“That’s because you already prepared sufficiently. You just...