Page 23 of Flip the Script


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“Yes, I wanted to watch the sunrise,” I say, inwardly cheering when my voice comes out just as peaceful and friendly as I want it to.

Not Hana, I repeat in my head.Not Hana.

I turn around to face Bryan, gracefully and slowly like I’m supposed to. But even my best acting skills aren’t enough to hide the shock on my face when I see him full-on glaring at me. Unfortunately for me, the camera is on my face for this shot,so only I can see Bryan’s expression. My eyes widen before I can catch myself.Crap!

“Cut!” The director says. “Hana-ssi, what was that?”

“I—”

I look at Bryan, but his face is once again a pleasant mask.

Fine, I think.If this is the game he’s going to play, then so be it.

“Sorry,” I say. “I’ll try those lines again.”

In the next take, I ace it. The director gives his signature satisfied ahjussi grunt, and we do the lines a few more times to get different angles. Unsurprisingly, when it’s time for the camera to be onhisface, Bryan is every bit the doting lover he’s supposed to be.

This is why I could never actually date another actor. They arewaytoo fake.

Finally, we move on to the hardest part of the scene: the kiss.

Oh God, I think.Please let us just do this in one take.

After saying his lines, Bryan angles his head toward mine, making his move. I flutter my eyes closed. When it’s time for our lips to meet, I tilt my head... and end up kissing something that’s definitely not his lips.

“Cut!” yells out Director Cha. “What was that? Why are you kissing his nose?”

Horrified, I open my eyes, only to find myself staring cross-eyed at Bryan’s nose. I hear a few giggles and murmurs fromthe crew. Bryan himself blinks and moves away, looking just as embarrassed as I am.

“I know the script says you’re supposed to close your eyes for the kiss, but please make sure you land on the right facial feature.” The director groans in exasperation, sounding twenty years older. “Let’s try that again.”

On the second take, I manage to kiss Bryan on the lips. But Bryan messes up this time, flinching back like he’s kissing hot coal.

“Cut!” the director yells. “What was that? You’re not the type to get nervous, are you, Bryan-ssi?”

I’m surprised Director Cha is criticizing Bryan. He must bereallyfrustrated with us.

“Sorry,” Bryan says. “I can try that again.”

We go again. This time, I inhale sharply at exactly the wrong moment, causing us to mess up.

“Cut! Again!”

Bryan coughs just as our lips touch.

“Ew!” I jerk back. “You better not be sick.”

“I’m not,” Bryan curtly replies.

“Cut! Cut! Cut!” The director takes off his baseball cap and throws it on the ground like a disappointed umpire. “Take a break! Come back when you’re both ready to take this seriously.”

I’m still grossed out by the coughing, so I pull on Bryan’s arm. “You, come with me.”

He thankfully doesn’t resist and lets me lead him away.

“What is wrong with you?” I say when we’re out of earshot from everyone else. “You’ve been weird all day. Like, are you okay? Did something happen? Did a new story break out?”

“No,” Bryan says. “To all accounts.”

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