“You want me to show you?” Maru replied dryly.

His indifferent voice made him seem like he was asking if there was really a need to do so. This was Maru’s conversation style that Hyungseok had frequently experienced in the military. This person did not like being roundabout. When there was a need to, he would add all sorts of detail so that the person he was talking to wouldn’t realize it.

“Don’t say that. Listen to this junior’s request.”

“It’s been ages since we got discharged. Why are you conveniently making yourself the junior? Also, weren’t you intending for us to be friends?”

“Ah, hyung, please.”

Hyung was a calling style that he automatically blurted out when he asked for something from other people. The sound of the revolver cylinder turning could be heard. This was the scene where the main character in the film resolved to take revenge and rolled the empty cylinder. The depressing music as well as the figure of the main character planning his murder expressionlessly was the epitome of what Hyungseok aimed to do as an actor. The popped veins on his temple and his calm touches of the revolver. Seeing the actor contain two extreme sides of emotion in one body. Hyungseok was able to carve out a specific form of his dream.

Being told that he was similar to the actor he admired was closer to a compliment, but he couldn’t entirely...