“The first episode airs today, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“How do you think it’ll do?”

“The late-night drama that airs at the same time on another channel is quite popular, so I don’t expect much. Of course, it’d be great if it does well.”

Maru crumpled the empty paper cup and stood up.

“I heard about the prenatal name. Snowball, huh. Pretty good, I must say.”

“My wife didn’t seem to like it though.”

“I’m sure she’s just not showing it even though she likes it. Thanks for the hot chocolate. Please bring me out to drink next time. I can legally drink now.”

“Yes, let’s do that.”

Maru said goodbye to Taesik before walking over to the container behind the school. He felt like it was yesterday when he wrote ‘Acting club warehouse’ with white paint, yet he could already see that it had yellowed and was beginning to scratch off. He tried pulling on the firmly locked padlock. He could hear a heavy metal sound. While it was very rusty, there didn’t seem to be a problem with its function.

“It’s still pretty useful.”

Thinking that he would probably never see it again, Maru tapped on the outer wall of the container before leaving the school. When he looked back at the school after crossing the road, he saw that it was shrouded...