The script went too far in content. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjbpSApnadJ
That night, the director quietly broke down.72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOeLKarJkDk
But it was the result of the team burning themselves out. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjJgb54R5cz
He didn’t dare say no.72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYjIga7sBJV
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11:30 p.m. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG3CshvkXUI
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. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRuz171Ox8m
Or more accurately——a summons.
On the cover, a single word: 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcriXKNyVt3
Guiltbound.
He opened to the first page, took a glance, then closed it. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEMgFOic2G
Opened again. Closed. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfiOgOx30Nn
Again. And again.
On the fourth try, he finally gave in. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcyDXovTLuv
Took a deep breath. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVXh8epykie
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—— 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoQVpeoUqr8
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. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGeY7hNe5eN
Each scene felt like running naked on a rooftop——with no place to hide, and too much on display.
One scene even specified: 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYGz4KuxNMc
“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. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡboiGmv0trg
But this wasn’t just “steamy.”
This was a show that never wore pants to begin with—— 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbVk1aFq3Hr
and sprinted, shameless, to the very end.
“No, no… I need adjustments…” 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcfRw5pfPMw
“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: 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcM7Q0nXXSM
“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. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhiyVwjQWxz
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. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGvJ0tKVKmC
Fingers hovered above the input box for three seconds. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT1heuXPGZG
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.
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He gasped again.
This scene… 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjB5zHOnESJ
There’s no way they can shoot this outdoors. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKdeMHrgNLp
They’d get reported.
How… how do they block this… 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpVrHMRpnUt
How do you even block a bite… there?
He buried his face in his hands, 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAEsnbDltI4
letting out a string of miserable noises.
“I’m gonna die…”
Under the desk lamp, his shadow stretched across the wall—— 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjoMFPSYaN
like someone being consumed by the script itself.
The storyboard software was still open. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlsnzHLalaQ
Title: blank. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ7NHIYcneo
The white screen reflected the despair in his eyes.
For the first time in his directing life—— 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPAvIUkm371
he feared a script might actually kill him.
He wanted to glance at the bunny-and-human photo for comfort—— 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUXf4u5tLuS
but the boss had posted again—another emotional Story update.
A sand drawing. 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIK0Y65rZ9v
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—— 72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZSnUylSq1n
so light, it got swallowed by the room before the air conditioner could feel it.72Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7IPC8RbxBk
and then Add to home screen.