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(looks at the sound system) Impressive.

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It is well known that plants love music.

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What kind of style do you listen to?

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Never mind.

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...?!

Ren-Bo rummages through a drawer in her wooden desk. Soo-Bong takes a look.
She takes out a bunch of pencils, black and colored.

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(hands the pencils to Soo-Bong) Mister is served.

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Give me that too. (points to something in the drawer)

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(??) I don't get the feeling this is for drawing.

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(touches the rough edges of the chunk) Plus, it's all dented.

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I don't even remember why I have this.

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It's graphite, it's great for shadow effects.

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What kind of paper do you have?

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(takes a sheet of letter paper) This.

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Don't you have anything bigger?

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It would be silly to buy sheets that don't fit in an envelope!

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Wait... What about this? (points pad)

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These are herbarium sheets.

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It's all rough, it's not made for drawing.

(picks up a sheet, feels the thickness, slides his finger over its surface)

(thoughtful)

("so, you gonna spit it out?")

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They have body, a genuine character, an irregular off-white.

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I can adapt to it, the artistic rendering should be outstanding.

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("finally!", enthusiastic) What do I do now?

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(points to a stool) Sit on that and spread your wings.

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And above all... don't move!

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Like this?

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Yes. Just a second... (goes to examine the spotlights)

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How do you turn on those spotlights?

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(impatient, annoyed) The switches are above the sound system.

Soo-Bong closes the window curtain, to create a bit of dimness.

He turns on and off different spotlights. He looks at Ren-Bo to check the result.

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(reproach) Why do you bother with this?!

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(obvious) Let them run on automatic, they are made for that!

Soo-Bong turns a deaf ear, and finds the right combination.
Ren-Bo is illuminated in a sophisticated way by colors from different angles.

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(happily proud) Voilà!

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(sarcastic) Awesome...

Soo-Bong turns on a small light on the desk, to see what he is drawing.

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I'll draw the same picture twice.

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One for you, and one for me.

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Cool! Just like the photo booth.

(starts drawing...)

The view approaches the clock hanging on the wall.

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The view moves away from the clock.

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(fed up) Will it take much longer?

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Be patient, you are in a comfortable position.

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In art school, models endure 10-minute poses.

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Some people come to art schools to stand still?

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Yes, during nude sketching sessions.

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(so funny) What? These people get all naked?

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(crazy funny) In front of everyone?!?

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Modesty doesn't matter.

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Students only think about anatomy, plumb, and outlines.

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This is the best exercise to learn to draw.

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Well! As long as you don't ask me to get naked...

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(teasing) Although you could make a funny face!

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(naughty laugh) Hi hi!

Soo-Bong stays serious and focuses on his drawing.

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(The drawing is never fully seen during this scene.)

¤ Soo-Bong raises his pencil vertically, closing one eye, to check the plumb.

¤ Ren-Bo puffs out her cheeks and sighs heavily.

¤ Soo-Bong uses graphite to create a shadow effect on Ren-Bo's dress.

¤ Ren-Bo moves on the stool. She scratches her leg, then her neck.

¤ Soo-Bong gives Ren-Bo a stern look, and mouths "stop moving".

¤ Soo-Bong switches sheets to start the second drawing.

¤ Ren-Bo has her eyes closed, her head tilted, she falls asleep!

¤ Soo-Bong yells, Ren-Bo jolts awake. Angry, she pouts.

¤ Soo-Bong puts his hands upright, as if to say "don't move".

¤ Ren-Bo sticks her tongue out at Soo-Bong, thumbing her nose.

¤ Soo-Bong smiles, while continuing to draw.

¤ Ren-Bo clowning around, a series of over-the-top, dumb grimaces.

¤ Soo-Bong laughs, Ren-Bo too.

¤ Ren-Bo is motionless, with an intense expression, both happy and sad.

¤ Surprised, Soo-Bong erases Ren-Bo's face, and draws this expression.

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Soo-Bong gauges his drawings, worried.

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Can't you do it?

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It's good, but something is missing...

(intrigued by a jar, on top of a shelf)

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What is it?

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Flower petals.

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I put them in this when the flowers die.

(opens the jar)

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Amazing!

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Their colors are as bright as if they were alive.

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Trade secret! (winks)

(smiles)

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Can I use them?

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Huh? If you want.

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Although it looks weird to me...

Soo-Bong takes a tube of glue, and arranges petals on his two drawings.

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I'm done!

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(sighs) Phew! I'll never become an art model.

Ren-Bo flaps her wings to relax, then reopens the window curtains.

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Can I see?

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Here. (gives a drawing, keeps the second one in hand)

(looks at the drawing, gasps in surprise)

(overcome, tears welling up)

(doesn't understand, expected her to be happy)

Ren-Bo's eyes are sunken, swollen, a little bloodshot.

She traces her finger over the drawing without daring to brush it.
On it, Ren-Bo's emotions come out intensely, a mixture of joy and great sadness.
And most of all...

The drawing isn't just faithful, it has a soul, a hidden meaning beyond the magnificent.
Ren-Bo faces an unexpected mirror of herself, unveiling her heart.

(looks at the drawing, cries)

(looks up to watch Soo-Bong)

(looks at her, moved)

FRT! Briefly, Soo-Bong flickers, blurred by colorful interference.

(tries to speak but can't)

(receptive to Ren-Bo's emotion and feels it)

FRRT! A new interference, Soo-Bong becomes outlined by drawn contours.
"TO.............". The characters appear over reality, slowly tracing themselves.

(painful gaze, sincerity)

(unable to speak, starts to cry)

Soo-Bong gradually becomes transparent, outlined by contours.
"TO BE..........". The characters take ten times longer to write than usual.

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(broken voice) Soo-Bong...

(painful gaze, shares Ren-Bo's emotion)

Soo-Bong becomes more and more transparent, made of colored lines.
"TO BE CONT.....". The characters are unconsciously slowed down by Ren-Bo...

(in tears, looks at him as if talking telepathically)

(in tears, looks at her as if talking telepathically)

"TO BE CONTINUED".

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(alone, crying) ... stay with me.

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(puts hand on Soo-Bong's shoulder, to comfort him)

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(cries) Boo hoo...

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Are you okay?

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Let it go, it will pass. Sniff.

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Tell me you won't disappear again, leaving me this sheet.

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No, I feel like I'm back for good.

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Is that what makes you sad?

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Not only. (looks at the drawing)

(cranes her neck to look at the drawing)

(hands the sheet to Yeon-Joo)

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(takes the drawing) So that's how she looks in the flesh?!

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A bit less pretty than real her.

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... (gaping mouth of admiration)

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Goodness...

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She's so beautiful, I can't believe my eyes.

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I'm her Oppa now, hey hey.

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You're crazy, Soo-Bong!

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I'm going crazy for love.

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Do you love her... sincerely?

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At first it was more like a dream.

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But now, it's real.

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She turns me completely upside down.

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An artist who falls in love with the girl he draws...

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It's still less twisted than a girl in love with the guy drawn by her father!

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Yah! (hits him on the shoulder)

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Only an overly dreamy artist could love a girl this fanciful!

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Yes...

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She's the ultimate dream girl you'd like to see in a drama.

They laugh, so Soo-Bong releases his excess nervous tension.

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Yeon-Joo enters, followed by Soo-Bong.

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Honey?

The room is deserted.

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He reads the paper version of "Butterfly Girl", so absorbed that he doesn't notice Yeon-Joo.
On the desk, a computer displays an image of the Webtoon version:

Yeon-Joo enters, followed by Soo-Bong.

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Ah! Here you are.

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Hyung!

(comes out of concentration)

(smiles at them)

(puts down her bag and kisses Kang Chul)

Yeon-Joo backs away, but sudden excitement--
Kang Chul grabs her for a new kiss... longer one...

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um... (embarrassed, leaves the room, "it's too hot here!")

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PSHIIIIT! On the stovetop, the tea kettle emits a jet of steam.

Soo-Bong turns off the stove and takes the kettle off.

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Soo-Bong enters, holding a tea tray.
Yeon-Joo is sitting on Kang Chul's lap.
She shows Soo-Bong a seat. He puts the tray on the table and sits down.
Kang Chul scrolls the latest episode of the webtoon on the computer.

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I have read all your adventures, Soo-Bong.

(looks up at the ceiling, embarrassed)

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Professional work, readers should like it. (winks)

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Not too many mistakes in the script?

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Well... (takes a sip of tea)

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It's of a burlesque comedy genre, a bit ridiculous.

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But it fits well with your character.

(smiles, waves a finger at Kang Chul, to scold him)

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The only mistake was mine.

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What do you mean? You weren't even there.

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About Fairy Spark...

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I had deduced that because Fairy Spark isn't an imaginary character.

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Ren-Bo's personality changed because she was separated from Spark?

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I think so. There is a mysterious link between them.

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By the way, what happened to Fairy Spark?

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(joking) Unless she's haunting Soo-Bong now...

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... ("that doesn't make me laugh")

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And why was Soo-Bong going back and forth so much?

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I almost went crazy.

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If only it were an exact science... (takes a sip of tea)

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W's phenomena won't all repeat identically.

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Ren-Bo is very sensitive, it's easy to trigger chapter endings.

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Your first encounter had only one chapter. There are other variables.

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I have a hypothesis... (takes a sip of tea)

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When Ren-Bo worries about others, there is promptly a new chapter.

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And when she experiences a shared emotion, the chapter ends for good.

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With 6 new chapters published, we're not shortchanging the readers!

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Although they are too short, the whole is far more than an ordinary release.

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And it's not over.

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How so?

(frowns, drinks the rest of his tea)

(looks at him apprehensively)

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(serious) The repercussions!

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What the--

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The manhwa is now autonomous. We'll have difficulty steering it.

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The consequences of your visit will soon appear.

:

("it's ridiculous to worry that much") Apart from romantic plotlines, what could happen in a romantic manhwa?

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Sin-Moo cries, on his knees, looking at Ren-Bo's House.
Eun-Ji approaches him, he does not notice her.

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Sin-Moo...

(wipes his tears, gets up quickly, hides his sadness)

(offers him a piece of gum)

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It helps to keep an optimistic face.

(accepts gift, chews gum)

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Why are you here, Eun-Ji?

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That big bully Rae-Nam told me that you were in a worse condition than him.

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I don't need pity from your gang of delinquents.

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You know I have other plans than hanging out with them.

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In the meantime, you're one of the bastards persecuting Ren-Bo.

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All's fair, isn't it?

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Why should I let a monster like that steal what's dear to me?

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What an easy excuse...

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I just follow others. With or without me, it would be the same.

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(nods and sighs) Pfuuu...

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Is she still with that older guy?

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He's at her house.

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Ouch, I can just imagine what they might be busy with.

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If they drew the curtains, that means everything!

(emotionally wrecked)

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I could very well cheer you up in the same way...

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(whispers in his ear) ... Oppa.

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So you're still clinging to me?

(turns around him, lets her index finger drag on his jacket)

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And you, why would you cling to this freak of nature?

(tracks her movements)

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A girl who throws you away overnight, for the first guy who comes along.

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It's screwed up for you, Oppa.

(stiffens)

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Not only is she horrible, she's psycho. You'll never get anywhere with her.

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You should think about a backup plan...

(stares ahead)

(shakes head slowly, signs of denial)

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You could have sincerely sympathized.

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But you just came to tear down what little I have left.

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(concerned) No, I just want you to accept reality.

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(crying) I tell you what my reality is going to be...

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(furiously) I'm throwing all my pride in the garbage.

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...!

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I'll swallow my jealousy.

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And because I love Ren-Bo, I'll wait for her.

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What?

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I'll overlook her temporary relationship with this guy.

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What if they get married?

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Doesn't matter, one day they will break up.

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Whatever happens, I'll always be there for her.

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This is insane!

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Is it so insane to care about someone so much?

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You're going to do this for the most hideous of creatures?

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And sacrifice your future?

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Always insulting her, belittling her, or worse.

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You disgust me.

(cut to the heart)

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I never want to see you again.

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Oppa, no!

Desperate, Eun-ji rushes to Sin-Moo to grab his jacket.
With one hand he stops her, and with the other, SPAF!, he slaps her.

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Go away!!!

Eun-Ji walks backwards down the street, looking tragically at Sin-Moo.
She is choked with sobs, denial, despair.

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Park Sin-Moo is in love with Ren-Bo...

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Eun-Ji stops further down the street, out of sight, and vomits.

She wipes roughly, her mouth, nose and eyes, with a trembling hand.

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Maybe I had a little pity for this handicapped girl.

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But you shouldn't have pushed me over the edge, Oppa.

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I'm going to get rid of that bug girl forever.

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And you'll be the one to come back to me once she's gone.

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... another girl is in love with Park Sin-Moo...

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Soo-Bong is pensive, dull, uncomfortable.

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(speaks alone) What an idiot...

Kang Chul configures the computer's network settings.

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What are you doing?

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Network access, to see from here what appears in real time on the tablet.

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Otherwise, this computer only shows the official, later release.

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Let's see... (clicks on the "validate" button)

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This is Eun-Ji, the girl in love with Park.

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She's going to pull a dirty trick.

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She's just a plot device, her wickedness never goes very far.

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That kind of bitch could ruin your relationship with Ren-Bo.

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She's only good for taking slaps without hitting back.

(looks at Soo-Bong with concern)

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Noona, stop scaring me like that!

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It's twisting my gut.

(grim and serious)

(notices Kang Chul's grim look, becomes even more worried.)

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Hyung, is something wrong?

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Is there a risk she might try something more dangerous?

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How would she do that? She's not a gangster, she doesn't kill people!

:

My intuition sounds the red alarm.

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You're not Spider-Man with his super-sense, though!

:

Chul also has the intuition of a comic book character.

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(fidgeting) You're killing me with anxiety, both of you!

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This scene shouldn't have happened.

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She has her back to the wall, because of Park Sin-Moo's reaction.

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Reaction caused by your meeting with Ren-Bo.

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Yes, it's typically the kind of case that can escalate unpredictably.

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(exasperated) I'm gonna draw her falling into a manhole.

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It's a bit harsh to cause her a fatal accident.

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She'll get away with a broken leg.

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Do it! Let's exploit that the manhwa can be modified while you're not in it.

(looks at his watch)

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I have to go to my filming location.

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It's a two hour drive.

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Hopefully you won't be invoked in the manhwa while I'm gone.

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So yes, I am sure.

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... the colors become more diverse, more saturated, unrealistic.
Some details change, like smaller, more fanciful buildings.

The buildings are in shadow, except one, whose top catches the last rays of the sun.

RING... RING... Sound of a telephone ringing.
On the top floor facade, a logo displays the company name: "Jin".
The glass wall next to it is twice as high as the windows on the lower floors.

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(During this scene, we don't see Jin In-Jin's face, nor the rest of the room.)
RING... RING... On the desk, a smartphone ringing and...
... a glass nameplate: "President Jin In-Jin".
The furniture is made of old carved wood, which contradicts the modernity of the building.
Seen from behind, a man sits in an armchair, facing the glowing red sunset at the window.

President Jin takes the smartphone and answers. A woman on the phone.

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President Jin?

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(dry) What!

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A high school girl is at the reception.

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She says she has something unique... ... regarding your private activities.

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You're bothering me over a child. Pack up your stuff, you're fired.

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Sorry President. She also has evidence.

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Send her up.

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If it's a trifle, I'll bury you both.

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(We don't see Jin In-Jin's face, or the room, until it's mentioned.)
The huge double carved wooden door of the office opens.

Her frantic eyes scan the inside everywhere, sometimes looking high.

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Approach.

After about twenty meters, she's in front of the desk.

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Show.

With trembling hands, Eun-Ji puts down her smartphone on the desk.
Jin In-Jin grabs the smartphone and looks at it.
He stands up abruptly, turns around, face visible, and stares at the smartphone.

The image on the smartphone is a snapshot taken on the spot.
Three high school girls are harassing Ren-Bo, at the back of a garden. (Ep04)
The blue butterfly wings of Ren-Bo are perfectly visible.

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A piece of such splendor...

Jin In-Jin wanders around the room, whose ceiling is 4 meters high.
Now visible, on all the walls of the room, from floor to ceiling...
... there is the most fantastic collection of entomology imaginable!

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Where could I hang it?

Huge capricorns are pinned, giant scolopendras, big hornets, etc.
An astounding variety of the rarest and most monstrous insects. A multitude, all pinned up!

There are also butterflies of all kinds.
Even giant species, such as the cobra butterfly, reaching 30cm wingspan.

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No, I'll have a dedicated gallery built for that...

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Starring :

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Lee Deok Hwa is Jin In-Jin aka the Entomologist. Excerpts from the drama "Hotel king".

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Kim Yoo Jung is Eun-ji. Excerpts from the drama "Angry mom".