The sun that had been scorching them just two days ago could no longer be seen, hidden behind dark clouds. Moist air before the rain swept past his face. It was the weather that director Lim wanted so much.

Maru closed the script he was skimming through and closed his eyes. He pictured a vehicle on the black curtains created by his eyelids.

He pressed down on the accelerator as strongly as possible and took his foot off at the appointed place. He pressed down on the brakes lightly and looked at Dongsik, who would pop out from the alleyway.

Everything would be fine as long as he hit him slightly. It was a simple job of putting his arm against the side mirror.

However, Dongsik’s body was strange. He had moved out more than he had expected.

Just as he started to think that something was wrong, Dongsik’s body was already flying into the air. He flew up onto the hood before being flicked away. He watched as all of it happened.

A stifling silence befell him. Dongsik’s neck had been snapped into a weird angle.

The moment he saw that, he knew that Dongsik had croaked.

“Mr. Maru.”

He opened his eyes when a production crew member called out to him. He held onto the emotions he just evoked as he headed to the set.

Beomseok was lying...