“Miss Yang. Didn’t you finish up for the day?”

“I came back because I had something to do. Room A’s empty, right?”

“Yes, it is. Are you going to use it?”

Miso nodded toward the instructor preparing for the late-night class and headed inside. She turned on the lights and had Maru and Seungah come in.

“It’s pretty chilly.”

Many said that autumn would get shorter every year, and indeed, it looked like a thick coat would be necessary by November. She turned the heater on and took off her jacket.

“I didn’t ask you too rudely, did I?” she asked Maru, who was taking off his bag.

“If I didn’t want to do it, I wouldn’t have come here.”

He was very self-assertive. Miso smiled and unfolded her hair. Seungah brought a chair for Maru to sit on.

“Do you have a type of act that you’re confident in?”

“I do like something where I can use my body.”

“Have you learned things like martial arts?”

“I haven’t, but I can do action to a certain extent.”

It was unexpected to hear that he was confident in using his body. There were very few students who had any interest in action among the people who came to the acting school aspiring to become actors. Most of the time, they come to acting school in order to...