The script went too far in content. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDcb8HuzwwT
That night, the director quietly broke down.308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQfQXguSUBi
But it was the result of the team burning themselves out. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOMDvztP3vY
He didn’t dare say no.308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIr0HW7vufh
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11:30 p.m. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPhQixRPaeo
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. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZC10uvwGs2
Or more accurately——a summons.
On the cover, a single word: 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSUMQBAkX9O
Guiltbound.
He opened to the first page, took a glance, then closed it. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlRvAUeuxVw
Opened again. Closed. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDN3QB43h5m
Again. And again.
On the fourth try, he finally gave in. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSgGXsUy2zl
Took a deep breath. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYH8dUCMz7F
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—— 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm1kbonhhHb
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. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Shf7B8zKu
Each scene felt like running naked on a rooftop——with no place to hide, and too much on display.
One scene even specified: 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1kw7BTk1I2
“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. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlaKFAu8b8g
But this wasn’t just “steamy.”
This was a show that never wore pants to begin with—— 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgzQIWHT4kH
and sprinted, shameless, to the very end.
“No, no… I need adjustments…” 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTacI86CD3n
“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: 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3IBH2tYJzo
“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. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvXyxbdQohp
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. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7A40zGeYN
Fingers hovered above the input box for three seconds. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5UqTY7fiFe
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. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDWYWIQwd3l
He gasped again.
This scene… 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDEKXsqIdG0
There’s no way they can shoot this outdoors. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGTahz1Dx03
They’d get reported.
How… how do they block this… 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPurAsrV1um
How do you even block a bite… there?
He buried his face in his hands, 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeiv3GIKSFs
letting out a string of miserable noises.
“I’m gonna die…”
Under the desk lamp, his shadow stretched across the wall—— 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxenYbitWRc
like someone being consumed by the script itself.
The storyboard software was still open. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoP8eEGjthr
Title: blank. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuZfZNCJTeK
The white screen reflected the despair in his eyes.
For the first time in his directing life—— 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzFB3eBxPcL
he feared a script might actually kill him.
He wanted to glance at the bunny-and-human photo for comfort—— 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI4FslrifEq
but the boss had posted again—another emotional Story update.
A sand drawing. 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM8KlMWkgjz
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—— 308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgkNSNP87iY
so light, it got swallowed by the room before the air conditioner could feel it.308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyOCyFsKn3x
and then Add to home screen.