Seoksoo clenched his right hand before loosening it. He felt sore as it had been a long time since he last held a pen.

“Okay, that’s that.”

They decided on the ten films that would go on screen. It took some time due to a clash of opinions right at the end, but it still ended earlier than he had expected.

After writing the list, he sent the email to the organizers. That was it for the melo section.

“Now that we actually filtered them, there’s quite a lot of decent pieces. The last two were especially good. The judges’ prize might actually be from the melo section this time,” Lee Sooae said.

“We’d have to open the lid to see how it goes. I heard from a director doing recent affairs, and apparently, they got a great film. The directors who watched it all said that it was worthy of the grand prize.”

“Really? If they’re blatantly complimenting it, I guess it must be really good. Otherwise, at least one or two people would have objected to it.”

“We’ll watch all the pieces recommended from each genre, so we’ll see whether it’s fake or not at that time. Well, then, since we’re done, shall we go for a light drink?”

Just as he stood up, Lee Sooae grabbed the mouse after telling him to wait. The beam projector spat out white light and put on a video on the screen. It was ‘The...