Chapter 88

The regular practice day with Do Je-hyeon and Woon Seong-ha.

"...No. That's not it."

I dragged a hand roughly through my hair and let out a sigh.

In the spirit of some obsessive artisan, I'd already run through the same section dozens of times.

Again.

And again.

Some takes had too shallow an emotion; others needed to scrape even deeper down.

The script had been worn ragged for a while now. My voice had gone hoarse too, a metallic rasp creeping in every time I opened my mouth.

Still — again.

Acting I would normally have let pass as good enough now felt fake, every bit of it.

Acting like a prophet who already knows the next scene has nothing left for people to watch.

I'm sure you've heard plenty of people say you're a good actress, but it's not enough.

Director Kim Seong-rok's dry voice kept circling in my…