Yuna grabbed the end of the page with her fingertips and repeated her line as she flipped back and forth. She practiced several times, but she couldn’t get the line to stick.

“I like things the way they are, I just like things the way they are.”

She slightly modified the lines as she repeated them. Although the priority was to digest the lines on the script perfectly, she could edit them slightly if she felt her tongue not being able to cope with them. She couldn’t change the lines outright, but she could change the minor details. Producer Jayeon said that the writer might have written words that aren’t actually spoken even while consciously trying to write speech in written form.

“We’re going to the next scene. Please move the camera.”

The staff in front of the pojang-macha started moving. Yuna also grabbed the script in her hands and stood up. It was her turn now. Although she had become used to it, she still found it hard to breathe within the shooting set for some reason. She wondered when she would feel comfortable. After opening her mouth to take a deep breath in, she spat it out all at once, intending to bring out more energy. Her bangs waved when she breathed out. After touching up her hair, she walked over to the assistant director. Maru was standing next to him.

“I’ll do the rehearsal. Go adjust the schedule for the background actors,” Jayeon came over and said.

The assistant director turned on his...