The script went too far in content. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOJCy4aFjFe
That night, the director quietly broke down.95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3xdBl7Z8Wb
But it was the result of the team burning themselves out. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡifRPUdfisy
He didn’t dare say no.95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjJUYloq6gr
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11:30 p.m. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM5NBVO8r7e
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. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZd79RSDbRy
Or more accurately——a summons.
On the cover, a single word: 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSz6Dfp7N3y
Guiltbound.
He opened to the first page, took a glance, then closed it. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq08Wfpc8rG
Opened again. Closed. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAhpFpnVosX
Again. And again.
On the fourth try, he finally gave in. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIYjOj3AC3Y
Took a deep breath. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8bhLo3NnTM
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—— 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa9rIDffceT
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. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdQtMRf0W7K
Each scene felt like running naked on a rooftop——with no place to hide, and too much on display.
One scene even specified: 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPX2znnI4Y3
“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. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFiwTRYyjB1
But this wasn’t just “steamy.”
This was a show that never wore pants to begin with—— 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGoZLmEe2ed
and sprinted, shameless, to the very end.
“No, no… I need adjustments…” 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4CdU2JMNIG
“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: 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1KLdrWfDcx
“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. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG0Nnk2h1UL
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. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxGgqMiszSA
Fingers hovered above the input box for three seconds. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC6IVR1AMQb
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… 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ12ER4YsV63
There’s no way they can shoot this outdoors. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQHZ1O8nj2o
They’d get reported.
How… how do they block this… 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSwfctcofI1
How do you even block a bite… there?
He buried his face in his hands, 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRcWiXaPXxH
letting out a string of miserable noises.
“I’m gonna die…”
Under the desk lamp, his shadow stretched across the wall—— 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIeZHvYAAkQ
like someone being consumed by the script itself.
The storyboard software was still open. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHq5fSFqIFh
Title: blank. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ5Lwsk5nZa
The white screen reflected the despair in his eyes.
For the first time in his directing life—— 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUTInWrph2m
he feared a script might actually kill him.
He wanted to glance at the bunny-and-human photo for comfort—— 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrKJPNVOXL9
but the boss had posted again—another emotional Story update.
A sand drawing. 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKxEyJL4ff6
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—— 95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVEXzpGsbjF
so light, it got swallowed by the room before the air conditioner could feel it.95Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ60F8cTbmCz
and then Add to home screen.