I Only Play Villains

To leave only bitter taste (2)

“I’m sorry about this. The script was not delivered on time. everyone goes away I’ll pay close attention to the assistants. Look at my face and look at me.”

“no.”

Producer Song Jeong-woo came to Jeong Seo-hoon with an additional script.

“Since I don’t have a manager, this often happens. It’s my problem, so don’t tell others what to do.”

“Huh, how can our Seo Hoon-sshi’s face, acting, and heart be like an angel?”

“My role is not an angel.”

“I’m just saying it’s awesome.”

The two sat face to face at an outdoor table, and Jeong Seo-hoon unfolded the handed script.

“I have read them all.”

“Already? it’s fast I guess I was just flipping through it.”

Observing Jeong Seo-hun’s calm eyes, Song Jeong-woo asked a question.

“Yoo Jeong-ah, how would you look as a woman?”

“It is very pretty.”

“Don’t male fans deserve to be wannabes? He is a born top star. If I shoot a kiss scene with Jung-ah, I can’t even sleep properly because I’m so excited from the day before my co-stars.”

“…”

“How is Seo-hoon? How do you picture the kissing scene with Jung-ah in your head?”

“well.”

“Anyway, I will give you detailed directing now. I just read it once and check it out because I’m curious about how it felt.”

Song Jeong-woo did not take his eyes off Jeong Seo-hoon’s mouth.

“When I first heard it, I thought it was hurting the flow of the play. It doesn’t look like the script.”

“So how are you? Have you seen the script?”

“I think I know what kind of emotions the writer has captured.”

Song Jeong-woo’s complexion brightened as expected.

The soldier’s memory came to mind clearly.

I haven’t had a relationship with the opposite sex in three years. Didn’t even have a chance to do that.

It is said that babies are born even in war, but it is a far cry from a battlefield where countless people die every day.

‘I’ve never analyzed a script before.’

Previously, you could understand the situation with the script, but you couldn’t even know the emotions of the characters.

The change in the background that appears when the camera rolls naturally led me to the correct emotion.

What he has been doing is not acting, but being the real thing.

It’s different now.

“I feel like I can see what kind of expression the writer made in front of his notebook when he wrote it.”

“If writer Kim had heard it, he would have liked it very much. Please do it in front of me later. But even if I directed this, it would only be nagging, but for now.”

Song Jeong-woo leaned forward and asked.

“What do you think this scene symbolizes?”

“It’s looting.”

At the answer without hesitation, PD’s face brightened.

***

The scenes to be filmed before the sun completely set were finishing smoothly.

Yoo Jung-ah, Jung Seo-hoon, and Lee Min-soo sat in a simple chair and watched the group action scene while calmly waiting.

Yoo Jung-ah asked, sitting with her arms folded about two meters away.

“Did you take care of that?”

“Yes.”

“Are you surprised? Or what did you think was so difficult?”

“Nope. I thought preparing that much was basic consideration for the other person. Thank you for teaching me.”

Yoo Jung-a glanced back and sighed.

“Still, I think you thought it was too much for me to ask you to choose all kinds of things, right?”

“There is nothing wrong with being segmented.”

“Actually, this is what I think. A kiss scene that is filmed anyway, isn’t it better to leave good memories with each other? So, wouldn’t we meet again on the set with a good heart later?”

The white teeth that sneak up between the smiles contain sincerity.

“Actually, there are a few actors that I always avoid when filming a Rocomel.”

“I’m glad. If I couldn’t appear in Yoo Jung-ah’s work, my acting life would have been narrowed down.”

“Now try your best. We also chose our favorite scents.”

***

“It’s about time…”

Song Jeong-woo looked at the time and checked where the moon was hanging.

“great. It would be perfect if you do it now. Lights, move it to the left a little bit.”

“Yes, PD.”

“Mike, take care not to cover the moon and position it.”

“All right.”

After a test shoot without an actor to see how the angle and color came out, Song Jeong-woo called the two actors.

“Actors, please prepare.”

Finally, after giving brief directions and instructions, Song Jung-woo returned to the back of the camera.

He said, standing behind the cinematographer.

“Director Jang, you have to film properly.”

“don’t worry. How long have I been holding the camera? Song producer will serve it to your liking.”

Everyone is waiting for the command to fall from their mouths.

As a producer, I feel the weight, but on the other hand, I feel good and exhilarating moments.

“The shot goes in.”

***

S#52.

Prosecutor Hwang Seon-hye trembled like a baby bird wet in the rain.

Lee Jin-wook, bloodied in both eyes, approaches with a terrifyingly distorted expression.

-I just told you to watch. You know you’ll get what you want. But how do you get in the way?

I could never have imagined that Lee Jin-wook would be this furious at just that much of a thing.

I realized that the detonation point itself where anger explodes is in a place completely different from that of ordinary people.

-is not it? The fault wasn’t you, Prosecutor Hwang, was that impatient mouth? That’s right.

Then shall we punish that mouth? Yeah, I’ll have to eat it up and throw it away. Don’t let me be careless.

His hands are tied behind the pillars supporting his back, so he cannot run away or resist.

Lee Jin-wook’s face comes closer.

His teeth open up and down, trying to swallow her lips.

It’s not a sweet kiss, it’s the fangs of a beast trying to bite your lip.

The moment the upper and lower teeth bit her lips gently up and down, ‘Yoo Jeong-ah’ felt a tingling sensation in her head.

The wild beast’s rough left foot, imitating a human, grabbed his neck.

As if to keep him from struggling before cutting his throat and drinking his blood.

Lights, cameras, director, staff, nothing comes into consciousness.

The fear of being hungry and having huge fangs ripping your face off.

‘Hwang Seon-hye’ forgot the fingerprints of the script.

「Lee Jin-wook bites Hwang Seon-hye’s lips very slowly and painfully to make the blood flow, then step back and enjoy it satisfactorily.」

Surrounded by fear, she bit Lee Jin-wook’s lips without realizing it, instead of giving instructions.

The soldier was faithful to the direction given by Song Jeong-woo.

‘This is plunder in the form of a kiss. It is not a just happening between a man and a woman, but a documentary about a beast biting a rabbit. Would Lee Jin-wook, a pleasure killer who even sets strict rules to not be broken, be thrilled to see Hwang Seon-hye as a rational person? No.’

Don’t look at me as a person, not as a woman.

Thoroughly plunder your prey.

I was told to keep that feeling alive.

It was a very easy order, and it was an order.

‘You already know that, right? Lee Jin-wook doesn’t see anyone as a person like him.’

Isn’t a soldier the best setting for a rampage?

On the battlefield, enemy soldiers and civilians were numbers, not people, resources, spoils, and sometimes garbage.

The grievous remains left by the deceased comrades gave them a worn-out feeling that allowed them to see their enemies as non-human.

‘To him, people aren’t much different from livestock that will one day be butchered.’

It brought back memories of looting, trampling, and disposing.

The scenery around the four sides changed as the camera rotated.

In the dense jungle of an island in the open sea, a soldier captured an enemy who had killed countless of his own.

And it’s time to mock and laugh at prisoners.

But the strange pain returned. Hot liquid flowed from his mouth.

The soldier fell back, lowered his head, and spat.

Raising his head again, he gazed intently at the prey that dared to oppose him.

The clumsy defiance only brought him anticipation of how to trample further, let alone anger.

The moment the soldier grinned as he licked the blood on his lips with his tongue, the moonlight passing through the leaves emphasized the blush on his face.

It was NG outside the script.

However, no one thought that now was NG.

The cinematographer finely tuned the nerves of his fingertips to capture everything without missing a single cut.

The feeling of pressure, as if I would be sucked into it if I was shaken even a little.

I’ve been holding a camera for decades, but I’ve never felt this sensation in the field.

Is it like this feeling when you maximize your senses with drugs and hold the camera?

Lee Min-su’s eyes were wide open and he didn’t even move, while Kim Sang-hee covered his mouth with both hands and trembled with excitement.

Jeong Su-ryun couldn’t believe that it was her younger brother.

I didn’t even think of Lee Jin-wook.

I even had the absurd thought that something else might have taken my brother’s body.

Even oneself watching from outside the boundary is like this, but what about Yoo Jung-ah, who receives it alone in front of her eyes?

‘This is why I couldn’t get a single role and went around. This skill… Wait, but isn’t that the script?’

Aside from being an actor, Jeong Su-ryeon was dumbfounded when she realized that that was NG.

‘That’s it! No, in the scene where Ji is biting, why is Ji biting?’

The presence in the form of Lee Jin-wook slowly steps back.

With real fresh blood mixed with fake blood casually buried around her mouth, she gently admires the frightened, fragile woman.

Vampire-like eyes that seduce and hunt human women with fatal charm, and fangs.

– Fortunately, I know. The prosecutor can’t kill me yet. that’s my rule

It was soft like a pusher’s whisper, which made it even more creepy.

-Be careful now. If you don’t want to suck every drop of blood and every piece of flesh.

The monster went back into the human shell.

“Cut!”

***

Waking up from her immersion, Yoo Jung-ah gasped for breath.

My shoulders twitched and my legs trembled.

It feels like I came across a vampire who eats people deep in the mountains alone and came back to life.

At that moment a moment ago, nothing except Lee Jin-wook and Moonlight came into sight.

The grotesque feeling, as if something in the unconsciousness had covered the rest, is still terrifyingly clear.

‘Ah, NG!’

Only then did she realize that she had NG.

Originally, Lee Jin-wook would bite himself, and he would have to spit out the fake blood in his mouth as if he were injured.

But, on the contrary, he bit his mouth.

“Mi, I’m sorry! Are you okay, Seo-hoon?”

She hurriedly got up and approached Lee Jin-wook.

The manager, who came out faster than himself, was quickly handing over a handkerchief and helping to wipe the blood.

“I made a mistake. Oh, what nonsense. I’m really sorry. Are you seriously hurt?”

“it’s okay.”

“I asked like an idiot. I’m bleeding a lot right now…”

“It must be fake blood. Yoo Jung-ah spit it out. I think it’s okay to see that you’re not sick.”

Song Jeong-woo approached with a gait that seemed like he was about to dance.

“Mr. Jeonga and Ms. Seohun, you worked hard. Thanks to that, a wonderful scene like a painting…”

“This is NG! I bit Seohun! I’m hurt!”

“What, what is it? Let’s see!”

Only then did Song Jeong-woo, startled, hurriedly make a fuss about looking at Jeong Seo-hun.

I thought the two of them, drunk on the play, created a scene that transcended the script, but it was an accident.

As a PD, the scariest thing is the first accident and the second accident.

“I am fine.”

“It’s not possible. Gotta look though. Wait.”

An assistant rushed over to disinfect the wound and examine it closely.

“Uh… I don’t see any scars, right? It all looks like the fake blood that Mr. Yoo Jung-ah was biting. But just in case, take the medicine.”

Jeong Seo-hoon applied the medicine himself, and Yoo Jung-ah apologized as if he was going to die.

“Did it hurt? I’m really sorry. I will definitely pay you back. Treatment bills, plastic surgery bills, everything.”

“That’s all right, if you appear in a good production next time, please plug it in.”

“Sure.”

Since Jeong Seo-hoon didn’t take issue with it, and Yoo Jung-ah was sincerely apologizing, the atmosphere seemed to go well.

“Peddy, what are you doing? I’ll have to re-shoot after the NG…”

Song Jeong-woo, who has now regained some composure, answered with a slightly embarrassing smile.

“Oh, over there. That’s it.”

“Why are you like that?”

“Are you going to save this?”

“You want to save it?”

“Look over there.”

When I moved my gaze to the tip of my finger, Kim Sang-hee was typing on the laptop on her lap with the momentum to bury her face.

They don’t even know that Jeong Seo-hoon is injured.

“What power do I have? If the author wants to save it, he will save it.”

“Can I monitor you too?”

“Of course we have to show it to you if you want, but how about checking it out in person? Don’t you think it would be fun?”

It is full of smirks.

When Song Jung-woo makes such an expression, he is overflowing with confidence and explodes.

“like. I’ll look forward to the devil’s editing.”

To leave only bitter taste (3)