Seojun spent the rest of the day immersed in the script, poring over every line, every nuance of the character – Jian Yu, a seemingly charming antique shop owner harboring a chilling secret. Jian was meticulous, observant, and possessed a quiet intensity that masked a disturbing inner darkness. He was a predator hiding in plain sight.
The script was brilliantly written, full of psychological twists and turns that kept Seojun on edge. He started to feel a strange connection to Jian, understanding his motivations, his vulnerabilities. It wasn't about simply memorizing lines; it was about inhabiting the character, becoming him.
As he delved deeper into Jian's psyche, he couldn't shake off a nagging feeling of unease. There was something unsettling about this role, something that resonated with a hidden part of himself he'd always tried to suppress.
Bubble: Host I have notice something about you
{Oh what is it?}
Bubble: Within the criminal world there is something called The Deadly Rose Crime Alliance they are over 650 criminals on this list
{Wait a moment Bubble explain it to me. The Deadly Rose Crime Alliance what is it? I can sense they are high ranking criminal masterminds. These people are deadly criminals.}
Bubble: Exactly, Host! The Deadly Rose Crime Alliance is a notoriously secretive and powerful organization. They're not your typical street gang; they operate on a global scale, involved in everything from high-tech heists and art forgery to political manipulation and… well, let's just say things you *really* don't want to be involved with.
Seojun felt a chill crawl down his spine.
"And what does this have to do with me?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.
Bubble: Exactly, Host! The Deadly Rose Crime Alliance is a shadowy organization comprised of some of the most notorious and influential criminals across the globe. They specialize in everything from high-tech heists and art forgery to human trafficking and political manipulation. Their network spans continents, and their influence reaches into the highest echelons of power.
{So they are like a criminal mafia?}
Bubble: Sort of, but much more sophisticated and decentralized. Think less "family" and more "network of independent cells." Each member operates with a degree of autonomy, but they all adhere to a strict code of conduct and contribute to the Alliance's overall goals. They're known for their meticulous planning, ruthless efficiency, and an almost uncanny ability to anticipate their opponents' moves.
{And what does this have to do with me?}
Bubble: Nothing host these people are dangerous
Bubble let out a sigh does his host have personality disorder? Forget it forget it the host is normal for now let's not worry about it.
Seojun walked around the living room as he spoke and he sat down while he drink his cold ice water. Seojun crossed his legs as he thought about the Rainy Dark Town by the monologue it is a story about a stalker one scene is of Jian Lan staring out of the window in the rain, another scene of is of the part where he creates his master piece, and the last part is where is being questioned by the cops about his master pieces.
The next morning Seojun woke up earlier than normal when he walked down the stairs he saw Lu Xiao waiting for him with Zhou Tang.
"Bro are excited holy shit this awesome man you won't be doing extras if you get this part," Zhou Tang said.
"Zhou, don't jinx me, come on let's go I will do the audition have food ready for me," Seojun said in a sweet gentle voice with a foxy smile.
The audition was held in a stark, minimalist studio, the air thick with tension. Lin Wei, the director, was exactly as Lu Xiao had described – intense, enigmatic, and radiating an unsettling aura of artistic obsession. He was a lean man with piercing grey eyes that seemed to dissect everything they fell upon. He barely acknowledged Seojun's presence, simply gesturing towards a marked spot on the floor.
"The scene," he stated, his voice low and devoid of warmth.
"You are Jian Yu. Where you did your first murder acting?"
Seojun took a deep breath and began to embody Jian Yu.
Seojun smiled his smile was cruel but also like a psychopath.
"Such a beautiful doll, but too bad it can rot so disgusting, haha but so beautiful like weltering flower," Seojun said. Lin Wei clapped his hands he pointed at Seojun. Lin Wei felt like Seojun acting felt so well.
Lin Wei's reaction was immediate and visceral. A slow, deliberate clap echoed in the silent studio. His grey eyes, previously cold and distant, now burned with a feverish intensity.
"Excellent," he said, his voice a low rasp.
"Remarkably… unsettling." He circled Seojun slowly, like a predator assessing its prey.
"You understand the darkness, don't you? You feel it."
Seojun maintained his unsettling smile, letting Jian Yu's persona bleed through.
"Darkness is merely the absence of light," he replied smoothly, his voice laced with a chilling calmness.
"And sometimes... the absence is quite beautiful."
Lin Wei stopped circling and stared directly into Seojun's eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing across his face.
"You have it, let's sign the contract," he declared finally.
The contract signing was a whirlwind of legal jargon and hurried signatures. Seojun barely registered the details, his mind still reeling from Lin Wei's intense gaze and the unsettling ease with which he'd slipped into Jian Yu's skin.
As he left the studio, Lu Xiao practically bounced with excitement.
"You were incredible, Seojun! Lin Wei is notoriously difficult to impress, and you absolutely blew him away! This is going to be huge for you!"
"Of course!"
Lu Xiao chuckled.
"That's called acting, darling! You embraced the character completely." She paused, her expression turning serious.
"Just... try not to embrace it *too* completely, okay? We don't need any method acting incidents."
"Yes yes," Seojun said.
"Okay, than Zhou Tang, take Seojun to the airport, remember shooting starts next Monday," Lu Xiao said as she walked away with a bright smile.