“Take this as well.”

He received the clothes that were thrown at him. It was a set that made up a white cooking uniform. Although the sleeves looked a little long for him, it didn’t matter. He was now used to adjusting clothes. He folded the end of his sleeves and fixed it in place with safety clips. When he had a look in the mirror, it didn’t look that out of place.

“We must be fated. Don’t you think so, Maru?” Gwangseok, who was touching up his hair, spoke.

Maru smiled and nodded. He might have to deal with this guy several times in the future, so there was no reason to cause trouble.

“Do I look good in this?”

“It suits you.”

“I’m good at cooking too. I would’ve been successful even if I decided to cook as my career.”

Gwangseok strongly snapped his wrist as though he was flipping ingredients inside a Chinese wok. Maru inwardly applauded the immature kid’s hopeless dream. He wished him good luck. Who knows? He might actually become successful as a cook. Life was fun precisely because it was unpredictable.

He tidied his clothes before leaving the bathroom. The shoot would begin as soon as the main actors arrived. The actor that still hadn’t arrived yet was Lee Miyoon. From what he overheard, it seemed that she was going to be around 10 minutes late because of a traffic jam. A senior said that she was going to be late, what could anyone do? Although many complaints could be heard throughout the set, those complaints would turn into flattery...