Iconic Mood [Uncut Version, Ages 19+]

One day, a young junior asked me, “Senior, what’s your goal?”

“For me… it’s sweeping the Big Three film festivals?”

I had stated my goal with genuine seriousness, but the way he nodded with a satisfied, arrogant smile was just so Alpha.

Six years later, he had returned as the most sought-after actor in the Republic of Korea, having won Best Actor at both the Aristos and Dynamis Film Festivals.

He had always gotten under my skin, but now, through some twist of fate, we were forced to work together.

Taking full advantage of the frequent encounters our shared project guaranteed, he began to close the distance between us without hesitation.

“You’re cute when you chew on ice,” he said, leaning in.

“Nice try,” I countered. “Your flirting is weak.”

He’s just trying to get into character, I told myself, trying to calm my racing heart. I rolled the ice cube around in my mouth and stared off into the distance.

Just then, he traced a slow circle on the condensation-covered coffee cup with his index finger. His voice dropped to a low, dangerous rumble—the voice of Segyeom, the tyrant he was playing.

“Should I start trying for real?”