“Sorry for making you come. If there was time, I would’ve had you send it by mail, but the application is already finished, so I couldn’t delay it any longer.”

“I’m getting an opportunity for an audition. Coming to Seoul from Suwon is no big deal.”

Miso scanned Maru’s profile quickly. She removed the unnecessary text and sorted the images by style.

“They all look neat. But aren’t you curious about who the director is, and what you’ll be working on? I was kinda taken aback when you said you’d do it as soon as I called you yesterday.”

“I’m not at a stage where I can choose what I do. I want to do everything I can.”

“I like your attitude. I’ll tell the assistant director that you’re a fellow worth using,” Miso said as she waved the profile in her hand.

“Since you’re here, let’s eat together. It’s lunchtime anyway.”

“As much as I’d love to, I have to get going.”

“You have work to do?”

“Our director said he finally finished the editing. We decided to have a screening together with all of us.”

She thought about what Maru said last dinner. He said he had shot a short film. Miso put the profile under her arm and spoke, “So you’re submitting that to the Short Film Festival at the end of the year?”

“He seems to have a few places in mind.”

“I hope you...