Day three of shooting dawned cool and clear, sunlight slanting through the high windows of the studio lot, painting patterns on the concrete. There was a kind of cautious optimism in the air—the kind that follows two chaotic days where nothing seemed to go right, and now, just maybe, the cast and crew had found their rhythm.
Mirae woke early, head buzzing with lines and blocking, but her nerves felt steadier than before. She showered, ate a banana Yura had set out, and let the calm soak in. By the time she arrived at the set, makeup was already underway, Hye-jin running point as usual, fussing about script updates and time checks. Joon-ho was there too, hair tousled and coffee in hand, looking more relaxed than he had on the first day.
