Legendary Superstar-Chapter 96: Scenes (1)

The usually lively filming set felt different today.

The energy was low, and a strange, somber atmosphere loomed over the crew. The usual chatter among the staff was quieter, and even Jihoon, who was always the loudest, seemed subdued.

It was another long day of filming, but unlike before, today's schedule was packed with back-to-back emotional scenes.

For Minjae and Yura's characters, this was where things would start falling apart.

Their once bright and hopeful love story was beginning to crack under the weight of reality. Misunderstandings, external pressures, and unspoken words would push them to the edge, leading to an almost inevitable separation.

Minjae had gone through the script multiple times the night before. He had memorized every word, every emotion, every moment that was required of him. But knowing the scene and actually living it through acting were two different things.

As he stood in front of the monitors, watching the staff prepare the set, he exhaled slowly.

"Heavy day, huh?" Jihoon muttered beside him, stretching his arms.

Minjae glanced at him. "Yeah. No more comedic relief for you today."

Jihoon clicked his tongue. "I know, and I hate it. I want to joke around but I can't because it will ruin the atmosphere in the scene." He deeply sighed.

"The tension between you and Yura later is gonna be rough."

Minjae hummed in agreement. He wasn't looking forward to it, but of course, he was ready.

A few feet away, Yura was sitting with her script in hand, silently mouthing her lines. Her usual brightness was nowhere to be seen. The usual smile of her face was replaced by an expression of deep focus.

She was preparing herself, just like he was.

"Minjae, Yura! Let's get into positions!"

A few minutes later, the call came.

The scene they were about to film was set outdoors. It was early evening in the drama, the sky turning a deep shade of blue as the tension between their characters reached its breaking point.

Yura's character had come all the way from her small village to stay by Minjae's side, supporting and accepting in his dreams as much as he did. But now, things weren't as simple.

The city was overwhelming for her. After their relationship was exposed, everything went downhill. Her character realizes that maybe she had no place in Minjae's fast-paced world, and their relationship, once built on love and trust, was starting to feel like an unbalanced struggle.

The director gave them a final nod before raising his hand.

"Ready… and… Action!"

—

The camera stayed on Yura as she stood in the middle of the garden, her figure small against the vast, empty space. She looked lost, as if she had been searching for something she could no longer find.

Minjae approached her, his usual confident steps slower, more hesitant. He already knew that this conversation was going to be painful.

"Why are you standing out here?" His voice was soft but laced with exhaustion.

Yura turned at the sound of his voice. Her eyes met his, and for a moment, there was nothing but silence between them. A silence that held all the words they hadn't said, all the emotions they had been trying to suppress.

She exhaled shakily, gripping her arms tighter. "I just needed some air."

Minjae studied her carefully. The girl in front of him was different from the one who had once followed him to the city with unwavering determination.

Right now, she looked worn out.

"You've been avoiding me," he said, his voice quieter now.

Yura didn't deny it. Instead, she let out a small, bitter chuckle. "Because I didn't know how to face you."

"Why?" Minjae's brows furrowed slightly.

Yura opened her mouth but hesitated. Then, after a moment, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Oppa… maybe we should stop this."

The air between them froze. The cameras zoomed perfectly on their faces to show their emotion.

"What?" Minjae's brows furrowed slightly.

She looked up at him, forcing a small, sad smile. "I'm tired."

Minjae's jaw clenched. His heart pounded loudly in his chest.

"I'm tired too," he admitted. It was hard to balance his personal life and career. "But that doesn't mean we should end this."

"But maybe we should," Yura whispered, her voice trembling. "Ever since people found out about us, everything has changed. The reporters, the rumors, the way people look at me—it's suffocating, Minjae."

Her voice cracked slightly, and Minjae felt like his breath had been knocked out of his lungs.

"I don't care about any of that," he said firmly. "They can say whatever they want. It doesn't change anything between us."

"But it does!" Yura snapped, her eyes suddenly filled with frustration. "Taeyung, you have an image to uphold. You're a rising star. People are expecting things from you. And I—" She let out a shaky breath, her hands curling into fists.

"I'm just a burden to you."

Minjae's expression darkened instantly.

"Don't say that," he said, his voice was dangerously low.

"But it's true, isn't it?" Yura's lips trembled, her eyes searching his face for an answer she was afraid to hear.

Minjae took a step closer, his heart pounding. Deep inside him, though, he can't help but commend Yura's acting. He thought that it would be hard for her, but she was surprisingly doing well.

"Jiwoo, listen to me." His voice softened, but the desperation in his eyes was clear. "You're not a burden. You're the only thing keeping me sane in all of this."

Yura shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Then why does it feel like I'm drowning? Like I don't belong here?"

Minjae inhaled sharply. His hands balled into fists, his emotions bubbling up inside him.

"Because I've been failing you," he admitted, his voice raw. "I should have protected you better. I should have made things easier for you. But I don't want to lose you, Jiwoo."

"But what if staying with me ruins everything for you?"

Minjae's brows furrowed slightly.

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"I don't care." Minjae's voice was firm, unwavering. "I'd rather lose everything than lose you."

Yura let out a shaky laugh, tears slipping down her cheeks.

"Don't say that."

"But it's the truth," Minjae said, his eyes burning with determination. "You think I'm not tired? I am. I'm exhausted. The pressure, the expectations, the way everyone is trying to shape me into something I'm not. It's overwhelming."

Yura's breath hitched. She stared at Minjae's eyes and saw the genuineness of his words. For a moment, she thought that it was a reality.

"But the only thing keeping me going is you," he continued. "You're the only real thing I have left in this life."

A silence stretched between them.

Yura looked at him, truly looked at him, and saw just how tired he really was. The weight of his career, the pressure to be perfect—it was all crushing him. And yet, here he was, fighting for her.

Her lips parted slightly, but she had no words to say.

Minjae took a deep breath before stepping closer, reaching out and gently taking her hand in his. His grip was warm and steady.

"I don't want to let you go," he whispered.

Yura felt her resolve crumbling. She wanted to believe in him. She wanted to believe that love was enough.

But was it?

Tears slipped down her face as she squeezed his hand.

"I don't know what to do, Oppa," she whispered brokenly.

Minjae exhaled deeply and, without hesitation, pulled her into his arms.

Yura gasped slightly, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she buried her face into his chest, gripping his jacket tightly.

"We'll figure it out," Minjae murmured into her hair, his voice full of quiet desperation. "Just… don't leave me yet."

Yura shut her eyes tightly, nodding against him.

The cameras focused on them as they continued the scene in silence. They were just hugging each other, letting the flow of the scene run smoothly.

"Cut!"

The director's voice rang through the air, and the tension instantly snapped.

But no one spoke. No one moved.

The crew was still caught in the moment, as if the emotions of the scene had pulled them into another world.

Yura slowly pulled away from Minjae, her breath still unsteady. When she met his eyes, she saw that he, too, was still partially in character.

They had felt everything in that moment.

From the side, Jihoon exhaled deeply. "Damn…" he muttered, shaking his head. "That was insane."

Some of the staff sniffled quietly, wiping their eyes.

The director stood from his seat, his face unreadable for a moment. Then, he let out a satisfied sigh.

"That," he said, "was good."

Minjae finally blinked, stepping back slightly as he let out a deep breath. His heart was still racing. Jihoon immediately went to them.

"That was intense." Yura laughed weakly, wiping the corner of her eyes.

"You think?" Jihoon cut in. "I was watching from the side, and I swear, I almost teared up."

"At least we got it in one take." Minjae chuckled softly, finally letting the tension leave his body.

Yura nodded, her eyes still shimmering with leftover emotion.

"Yeah. That was one of the hardest scenes yet."