“Huh?”
While reviewing my script to stay sharp for upcoming roles,
I noticed something odd.
“They added another rating?”
Traitor: Seeds of Corruption had received an additional rating.
Two B’s followed by a C.
Wasn’t that obviously intentional?
“One’s domestic, one’s international... where’s the other one for?”
The question lingered for a moment,
but I decided to view it positively.
More markets meant better exposure.
> Donghu, did you seriously throw pens like that?!
A sudden text came in.
News was spreading fast.
Clips from the press conference were already making the rounds online.
<Yeah.
<Cool, right?
> Cool? Are you serious? What if you got hurt?
Typical Yerin.
Maybe it was because she’d been my boxing coach,
but she always worried about this kind of stuff.
‘Anyway, it’s happening.’
A rising star.
The term described a sudden, meteoric rise—
usually for rookies who burst onto the scene.
‘It suits Yerin perfectly.’
Her journey started with a single photo.
A snapshot uploaded to social media caught the eye of a famous designer,
leading to modeling lessons.
Within a month, she was walking the runway—a prodigy.
‘Two things kept Yerin grounded.’
Her professionalism as a model and her past insecurities.
Both had been resolved completely.
Now, with agency support,
‘She’s ready to take off.’
It was only a matter of time.
The wait was nearly over.
‘Sujin too... and Jaerin....’
For now, we could still chat and joke around like this.
But as time passed, we’d all get busier,
and relationships might change.
It was inevitable, though bittersweet.
‘We need to hang out as much as possible while we’re still grounded here.’
At least we all went to the same school.
Even if attendance wasn’t perfect,
having a shared space was comforting.
‘Alright, time to head out.’
I loosened up my body and got ready to leave.
Normally, I’d ride in the van,
‘But not today.’
Today’s mission—Operation Stealth Guest.
*****
Traitor: Seeds of Corruption Preview Screening.
Excited fans trickled into the theater.
“Historical action films always hit the spot.”
“Totally. There’s something special about period dramas.”
It had been a while since a historical action film premiered,
so genre fans were buzzing with anticipation.
And—
“A lineup of good-looking guys?”
With Jin Yuseong and Kim Donghu’s combined visual appeal,
this movie was practically irresistible to its target audience.
Not to mention—
“Did you see Donghu’s pen throw? So cool.”
“He just shut that reporter up right then and there.”
“Honestly, he should’ve aimed the pen at the reporter’s mouth instead of the target. Agreed?”
“Totally.”
Donghu’s flashy demonstration at the press conference
had already cemented expectations for thrilling action sequences.
Meanwhile—
‘Donghu! I won the lottery and got in!’
Ji Eunbi, a die-hard fan and high school senior,
couldn’t contain her excitement.
‘Who cares about exams? Donghu comes first!’
With only a month left until college entrance exams,
she’d prioritized seeing Donghu on the big screen.
The moment she won the ticket—pure joy.
‘How amazing will he be this time?’
Seated with an eager heart,
Eunbi couldn’t wait for the film to start.
Preview screenings skipped commercials.
No waiting—just straight to the movie.
What more could she ask for?
Thud.
Thud.
The lights dimmed as the movie started.
“Excuse me.”
A soft voice broke through the dark theater.
Someone had arrived late—a shocking sight at a preview screening.
‘Why’s he so tall?’
Normally, people ducked as they passed through rows,
but this guy blocked the screen entirely.
Wearing a low-pulled beanie and a mask,
he sat down next to Eunbi.
“Sorry about that.”
He apologized again in a young voice.
‘Did he seriously show up late because he was buying popcorn and soda?’
Curious, Eunbi glanced at him.
The sweet scent of caramel wafted her way.
Late, yet still managed to grab snacks?
But her thoughts shifted as the movie began.
“If the kingdom calls us traitors, then as traitors, we’ll restore justice!”
“We’ll stand not as subjects, but as rebels, and reclaim this land!”
The plot unfolded just as teased in the trailers—
A tale of rebellion against corrupt officials.
It all began in Naju, South Jeolla Province.
And then—
“Filth gathers like maggots, reeking of decay.”
Word reached Lee Taesung,
a ruthless enforcer in Gongju, South Chungcheong Province.
The winter mountain battle scene began—
the same one shown in the highlights.
“How pitifully you live.”
The result? A massacre.
The fight sequences were stunning—
so much so that Eunbi questioned whether stunt doubles had been used.
‘Did he really do all that himself?’
He ran up slopes,
slashed through enemies mid-spin,
and charged forward, undeterred by the snowy terrain.
A one-man army.
A warrior brought to life.
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