The script went too far in content. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiCs3LZAuZv
That night, the director quietly broke down.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2hHx4pfoXl
But it was the result of the team burning themselves out. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyZgBKf0tyw
He didn’t dare say no.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOCo2xNauCZ
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11:30 p.m. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn31yvrsylN
The director sat at his desk, his face even grayer than the desk lamp’s light.
Beside him: a cup of cold coffee, two packs of antacids, a post-it labeled “Team Discussion Points,” and…
…a script from Satan himself. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXmigszcbhn
Or more accurately——a summons.
On the cover, a single word: 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRglBwj0Mhy
Guiltbound.
He opened to the first page, took a glance, then closed it. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhdcAHLYuun
Opened again. Closed. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwlQaeYGRUP
Again. And again.
On the fourth try, he finally gave in. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBIv7w9phiB
Took a deep breath. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ89lS6XzbD1
And prepared to enter hell.
“...Sigh.”
The first sigh came while reading the character sheet.
“These minds… are insane.”
He picked up a pen to draw a relationship chart—— 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjWdwuzQUXt
but halfway through, the level of manipulation in the plot nearly gave him a heart attack.
“These scenes… this dialogue… these actions…”
He flipped three more pages. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOcZkoe4psT
Each scene felt like running naked on a rooftop——with no place to hide, and too much on display.
One scene even specified: 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxbM12au9rx
“Camera pans from ankle to collarbone. High lick-the-lens energy.”
“I’ve never shot a scene this explicit… this graphic…”
He muttered to himself, holding his head like someone freshly dumped.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t film steamy content. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnKubIxpjtQ
But this wasn’t just “steamy.”
This was a show that never wore pants to begin with—— 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXQdjOZrpYK
and sprinted, shameless, to the very end.
“No, no… I need adjustments…” 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7qmrXKw8pi
“Angles… lighting diffusion… maybe have them wear sunglasses…”
He scribbled shaky notes while his mind spiraled.
Then he paused.
He remembered what the screenwriter said in the meeting: 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFd1CFdWyeG
“This script was written with what’s left of my life.”
The art lead: “I redesigned forty props. I’ve got one breath left.”
The manager: part priest, part producer, drawing character sheets while purifying the set.
This wasn’t just a script. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzhLwbfn3yw
It was a product of resentment, grief, despair—and deadlines.
“How could I possibly say this can’t be filmed…”
“I’d get murdered…”
He glanced at his phone, opened the team chat. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdukmoNDY24
Fingers hovered above the input box for three seconds. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJS1cUlXZ3s
Then closed the app.
No message sent.
Didn’t dare.
He went back to the script, still trembling, still trying to sketch out camera angles.
Page 13. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxeBEM5pUCX
He gasped again.
This scene… 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe4L9548ufj
There’s no way they can shoot this outdoors. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡae42smtkUA
They’d get reported.
How… how do they block this… 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmTH2msguvf
How do you even block a bite… there?
He buried his face in his hands, 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkSMRFcy9Dc
letting out a string of miserable noises.
“I’m gonna die…”
Under the desk lamp, his shadow stretched across the wall—— 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWkygK1L667
like someone being consumed by the script itself.
The storyboard software was still open. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9KB711VuDj
Title: blank. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7D8TkQ7gPN
The white screen reflected the despair in his eyes.
For the first time in his directing life—— 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ823doKiqWi
he feared a script might actually kill him.
He wanted to glance at the bunny-and-human photo for comfort—— 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3nwr6jjcFo
but the boss had posted again—another emotional Story update.
A sand drawing. 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ztdkC7Ojx
The bunny and the human had traced a heart in it… with a spelling mistake.
The director closed his phone.
Stared at the script’s cover.
Said nothing.
Only a sigh—— 32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHGBUZKxu69
so light, it got swallowed by the room before the air conditioner could feel it.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjRE5szAm3e
