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Chapter 237: Shadow of the Voice
Minjun felt the set lights washing over his face, but his heart was already shrouded in darkness. The conversation he had with Joonho the night before still lingered in his mind, making his heart racing like a tempest. Joonho’s voice had filled his mind, overwhelming all his thoughts. Ever since he received the contract, Minjun felt like he had lost everything. His heart was turbulent, like the wind blowing over a stormy sea.
As the filming began, Minjun started to act out his role. However, his mind was elsewhere, and his heart continued to pound furiously. He felt his heartbeat, like a wave crashing over him, dominating all his senses. His footsteps felt like the only thing holding him together, but his feet felt heavy, as if anchored to the ground.
“Cut!” The director’s voice snapped Minjun back to reality. He let out a sigh, feeling his heart still racing like a wave crashing against the shore. His heartbeat was like thunder on a stormy night, resonating deep within him. Minjun felt like he was still alive, but his heart was still pounding wildly.
Joonho was waiting for him in the dressing room, his eyes fluttering with unease, his gaze shrouded in darkness. “Minjun, let’s talk some more,” he said in a low, gentle voice, like moonlight on a quiet night. Minjun’s heart was racing, his pulse pounding in his chest like a drum.
“What’s going on?” Minjun’s voice trembled, like a leaf rustling in the wind. Joonho looked at him, his eyes fluttering with anxiety, his gaze blurred like a wet windowpane. “Did you get the contract?” His voice was low, his tone like thunder on a stormy night.
Minjun’s heart was racing, his pulse pounding in his chest like a wild animal. “Yeah, I got it,” he replied, his voice shaking. His hand looked like it was soaked in water, like a piece of paper disintegrating in the rain. Joonho looked at him, his eyes fluttering with anxiety, his gaze shrouded in darkness.
“That’s a big problem for us,” Joonho said, his voice low, his tone like moonlight on a quiet night. Minjun’s heart was racing, his pulse pounding in his chest like a wave crashing against the shore. His heart was turbulent, like the wind blowing over a stormy sea. Minjun felt like his heart was still pounding wildly, but it was also the only thing holding him together.
“What’s the problem?” Minjun asked, his voice shaking, like dry hay rustling in the wind. Joonho looked at him, his eyes fluttering with anxiety, his gaze blurred like a wet windowpane. “The contract… it’s a huge threat to us,” he said, his voice low, his tone like thunder on a stormy night.
Minjun’s heart was racing, his pulse pounding in his chest like a wild animal. His heartbeat was like a giant wave crashing over him, dominating all his senses. Minjun felt like his heart was still pounding wildly, but it was also the only thing holding him together.
Joonho looked at him, his eyes fluttering with anxiety, his gaze shrouded in darkness. “It threatens everything we have,” he said, his voice low, his tone like moonlight on a quiet night. Minjun’s heart was racing, his pulse pounding in his chest like a drum.
The conversation continued, with Minjun and Joonho exchanging anxious glances and hushed words. The tension between them was palpable, like a stormy sea brewing beneath the surface. Minjun’s heart was still racing, his pulse pounding in his chest like a wild animal, as he struggled to make sense of the situation.
But one thing was clear: the contract was a threat, a shadow looming over them, casting a dark and ominous presence over their lives. And Minjun’s heart was at the center of it all, pounding wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore, as he tried to navigate the treacherous waters of his emotions.