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In that moment…
The White Star saw it. He saw Cale Henituse’s left hand moving and Cale’s right hand, that was shaking his hand, pulled him forward with extreme force.
"CUT"
a man in his late forties who was wearing a hat with 'director' written on it shouted.
clap
the director made a clap sound to mark the end of the scene.
just when white star was ready to get up, he was smacked in the face again.
"what the... you fucker the scene ended"
"no it hasn't" cale's eyes curled up as he walked towards the white star again
"umm.. cale nim the director said cut" one of the staff who was cleaning up the scene's rubble told cale.
cale then, looked at the direction of the director. when he noticed the director nodding his head vigorously, he nonchalantly commented, "oh my, i must have been too into the role that i didn't even hear the director. sorry about that white star." as he sat on the chair with his name on it. the makeup crew had already appeared to fix his makeup.
Cale did in fact hear the director.
"this fucker. haaa"
the white star couldn't help but scoff
"my my are you alright? don't tell me you got hurt by being hit by the very hands that you have been calling weak as a twig since the start"
the white star couldn't say anything in response because it was true. he had always seen cale henituse as a weak twenty year old boy. the white star was in fact slightly bleeding but it was his pride that held him back from saying anything.
"i'll get you bastard in the next scene. i am sure i will be hitting you back" the white star formed a smirk as he walked towards the director.
"yes yes i shall brace myself" cale sarcastically commented as he watched white star stomping towards the director.
'hmm sure good luck'
"hey what's up with that white thing" alberu, who had already arrived by cale's side asked cale while looking at white star stomping with an angry look on his face.
"ah good work out their hyung nim. that pajama suits you."
"oh shut it. can't believe i have to shoot the whole scene in pajama. aren't i supposed to be a crown prince" alberu sighed as he looked at his slightly dirt covered pajama.
"you sure are radiating as bright as the sun even in this middle of dark night in your pajama"
"we aren't on camera anymore so shut it"
"i take my role very seriously, your highness."
alberu scoffed at disbelief. 'this guy sure isn't much different on or off camera'
"but still i kind of feel bad for director right now. its like looking at a trembling prey in front of a terrifying hunter "
"yeah i agree. hey hyung nim, you should go get some popcorn, this is going be a scene to watch"
"haa really now"
despite the sighing , alberu went and got himself some chips and cola as he sat down in his chair next to cale.
cale dumbfoundedly stared at alberu who came back wearing black sunglasses.
'it really is middle of the night you know' cale couldn't say it out loud.
"what" alberu asked as he noticed cale staring at him with a funny expression
"no.. nothing. those glasses look good. goes well with your pajama i'd say"
alberu just scoffed in response as he sipped his cola.
"hey director" the white star grabbed the director's shirt collar as he continued to raise his voice.
"what's my next scene. tell me how i am going to show that motherfucker his place."
the director trembled as he asked the white star to let go of him because he was having trouble breathing.
in the meantime one of the staff had brought the script white star asked for.
as he rammed through the pages, his eyes turned red in anger.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT" the white star shouted in anger which made the director and every staff near him flinch
"there it is" cale let out a quite laugh as he and alberu sipped their coke after a toast.
of course the white star didn't hear it. he was still ramming through the pages again and again as if he couldn't believe what he was reading.
haaaa. the white star let out a loud sigh and then threw the script as hard as he could.
"who the fuck do you think i am? is this a joke?" the white star, this time grabbed the director's neck
"please... please calm down white star nim" the director was trembling. he was having a hard time breathing. the other staffs also tried to calm the white star down and he finally let go of the directors neck
huff huff huff
"me?? me being dominated with fear by the likes of him? me?? the man who is about to be the god??"
the director flinched as he was still trying to catch his breath. he couldn't even look up.
'what should i do' the director wanted to calm the white star down but was too scared to say anything.
"change the scene"
"excuse me?"
the white star bent down and looked into the director's eyes " I SAID CHANGE THE FUCKING SCENE"
"its... its impossible this late in the show and the next scene is about to begin."
"i don't fucking care. change it. i am not about to sit back and let anything that was written on that paper happen"
the director trembled as he looked at the man in front of him. the white star truly looked like a mad man.
seeing that from afar, alberu had a thought 'guess here's another guy who isn't much different on or off camera'
while munching on his chips, he looked at cale who looked as if he was having a time of his life.
haaa. alberu sighed 'guess i am the same as well'
the white star was not planning on giving up on changing the scene. he did not want it. he truly did not want to do the scenes written on that script.
' i would rather die than let cale henituse do those things to me'
just thinking about the scene that was about of happen made his blood boil.
'me?? having a hard time with that weak bastard? not a chance'
"i will pay you double for the scene"
"huh" the white star snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the director's voice
"i will pay you double no triple for the scene"
"do you really think money is the problem here"
"four times. i will pay you four times more than what i am paying you now"
"you little.." before the white star could say anything, he was interrupted.
"director its time for the next scene" one of the staff nervously approached them.
"we are not done here"
" come on we don't have much time. some of us have to wrap up and go home you know"
it was cale. the white star glared at cale who smirked and gestured him to hurry up.
"five times."
"what"
"the money, increase it by five times" the white star, then, glared at the director as he finally walked away when the director nodded in agreement
"haa.." just when the director was letting out a sigh of relief, he felt someone grab his shoulders from each side.
"now now director you aren't planning on just increasing the white star's payment now, are you?" it was cale who said that forming a benign smile. but that smile looked very terrifying to the director.
"what.. what are you talking about cale nim"
"we heard your little "agreement" with the white star you know" it was alberu speaking from the right side who had the same smile as cale on his face
"come on hyung nim, i know our director isn't such a lowly man who would discriminated between his own actors"
the director felt their grip tightening on this shoulders. it felt like it was going to break at any moment. it was as if ten years of life was being sucked out of him while being stuck between two men who were just as terrifying as the white star.
"no no of course not. i will be increasing yours too. you two young man are our precious leading stars after all. haha" the director could feel cold sweat running down his spine.
"of course we know"
"that's why we love and respect you so much director"
both of them let go of director's shoulder as they walked towards their destined position for the next scene.
"haah i will either die or end up living on streets before this show completes. aigoo my poor life".
"we are ready director" the director heard him being called by one of the cameraman.
"i guess we are going to have to live with that"
tak
with the sound of film slate board clapper and the word "action" said by the director echoing through the film set, the shoot for the next scene of "Trash of the count's family started.