"Hana Lim? I believe they're filming in Dae Jang Geum Park. It's where most historical dramas are found," Minjun said.
And that's how June found himself standing before the historical filming site.
He wore his signature clothes—a black sweater, mask, and now, a beanie to hide his pink hair. There were plenty of fans outside, holding colorful banners and gifts while screaming their favorite artist's na.
June tapped a girl's shoulder to ask if he was in the right place.
"What?" the young girl snapped. "Get away from , weirdo."
June looked at her in disbelief. How could she have such a foul mouth? However, June ignored her rude behavior and asked a question anyway.
"Is this where Hana Lim is filming?"
The young girl suspiciously looked at him. "Why? Are you one of those creeps that would beg for a piece of her hair or sothing?"
June clicked his tongue. "Just answer the question."
She rolled her eyes. "It is. How could you call yourself a fan if you don't even know the filming site of your favorite celebrity?"
"Thanks," June quickly said, leaving the bitter lady alone. At least, he had now established that this was, indeed, where Hana Lim was.
The problem now was how to get in.
There were a total of four guards at the entrance. They weren't too big-built, so June could have definitely taken them in a fight if he had his old body.
However, that wasn't the case. He also couldn't afford to get arrested.
"Would walking in work?" he muttered under his breath.
"It won't," a voice said from behind him.
June frowned and glanced behind him, only to see a familiar face. June had seen her plenty of tis before, but he couldn't pinpoint where.
"June, huh?" Ann asked.
June raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You recognize ?"
"I've been so used to seeing you with a mask that I have now recognized your body. Pathetic, aren't I?" she chuckled.
"Uh—," June didn't know what to say.
"It's ," Ann said. "The intern."
Realization hit June. "Ah! Intern, you're here? It feels like it's been a while since I've seen you."
"Well, I had so trouble in the middle of the show, so I decided to leave. I wouldn't have left if I knew that Chris guy went to jail after pulling that stunt with Alex and Hyunwoo, but I'm still interning in a TV station, so it's all good."
"You work here?" he asked.
"Yeah," Ann nonchalantly said.
"Great," June said, a small smile appearing on his face. "I need you to get inside."
"What?" Ann asked in disbelief. "Get you in? For what?"
June shrugged. "I'm just…curious. Besides, I have soone to talk with inside."
"Who might you know inside?" she asked.
"Hana Lim," June decided to be honest. "I need sothing from her."
Ann's eyes gradually widened. "Oh…oh? So, you're actually dating a famous actress?" she gasped.
June clicked his tongue. "It isn't anything like that."
Ann sighed, feeling a sense of relief. "That's great."
"What?" June asked.
"Huh? Nothing! That's great, yeah…you're single, I guess?" she chuckled nervously.
"I don't have ti for a relationship," June bluntly said. He already had a lot on his plate.
Ann, trying to hide her joy, pursed her lips.? "It'll be quite difficult for to get you inside, though. As an intern, I don't have much authority," she explained.
"But you still have a pass to get inside, right? I just need sothing from her, literally. So, can you please take inside?" he asked, pulling down his mask a bit to look at Ann with wide, pleading eyes.
Ann bit her lip, trying to keep her heart calm.
Damn, he looked really cute.
June's puppy eyes were sothing she definitely couldn't resist.
***
Cherry blossoms danced gently in the breeze, and the air was filled with a symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves. It was a picture-perfect day for filming, and the crew of "Love in the Ti of Royalty" was determined to capture the perfect scene.
Seobin Park and Hana Lim, the two lead actors, stood facing each other on the ornate bridge that spanned a tranquil pond. Their eyes locked in a mont of undeniable chemistry, and as they leaned closer, the world seed to hold its breath in anticipation of their impending kiss.
However, just as their lips were about to et, a sudden commotion erupted from the nearby bushes. A lean figure erged, clad in black clothes and a bandit mask. With a dramatic movent, he whisked Hana into his arms, interrupting the romantic scene.
"Cut!" Director Jam's voice bood across the set, and the ambiance shattered like glass. The director marched toward the 'bandit' with an exasperated expression, his brows furrowed and a gaphone clenched in his hand.
"I told you to get good extras!" he shouted, looking at everyone.
They were in the last course of their filming, so Director Jam, an award-winning director for historical dramas both in Korea and China, was more frustrated than usual. He had a total of three outbursts that day, and his hypertension dication hadn't been working well.
"What in the na of all that's holy was that?" Director Jam scolded the extra, who played the role of the bandit. The lanky young man removed his mask; and with a trembling lower lip, he tried to speak but only stamred incoherently.
Director Jam continued his rant, his voice rising in frustration. "You're supposed to be a nacing bandit, not a bumbling fool! Look at yourself! You look like a wimp who wandered onto the set by accident."
The extra's shoulders slumped, and he mumbled an apology, barely audible over the director's voice.
"Get another one!" Jam scread at his assistant.
"B—but sir," his poor assistant explained. "We don't have any more extras for the bandit role. You got rid of them all."
Director Jam massaged the bridge of his nose. "Take fifteen, everyone!" Director Jam shouted, throwing his hands up in anger.
The crew mbers scattered, and the actors stepped away from each other, trying to suppress their laughter.
Hana chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusent. "I guess we'll have to wait for our kiss."
"Yeah," Seobin said. "See you in fifteen."
Hana nodded and started walking back to her personal tent.
"Get so coconut water, Vince," she said to her assistant. The cold beverage was placed in front of her, but she paused when she didn't recognize the hand holding it.
Vince had stubby hands.
Hana looked up to look at the intruder, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw a handso face.
"June?"
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