𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 ⊳ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫

1

As you meandered along the shoreline, the gentle rhythm of the waves lapping at the sand and the soothing whispers of the sea breeze through the palm trees, a familiar figure emerged from the horizon. Your heart skipped a beat as you recognized your best friend, his silhouette growing more defined with each step he took toward you. The vibrant hues of the setting sun cast a warm glow upon his features, highlighting the excitement in his eyes and the broad smile that stretched across his face.

His stride was purposeful, yet relaxed, the epitome of a carefree soul approaching to share an adventure. As the distance between you narrowed, the anticipation grew, and you could almost feel the joy emanating from him. The grains of sand danced around your feet as you moved closer, the sound of the waves a crescendo to the moment. When you were within arm's reach, he opened his arms wide, as if to embrace the world, and the smile on his face grew even more radiant.

"Hey there, dear!" he exclaimed, the sound of his voice a melody that resonated in the salty air. "How are you?"

You mirrored his enthusiasm, your own smile blossoming in response. "I'm just good," you said, feeling the warmth of his presence wash over you. "And what brings such cheer to your day?"

He leaned in, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're not going to believe this, but we're filming something over there," he nodded discreetly in the direction of a small gathering of people. "Some kind of Game of Thrones scene, and guess what? They need someone to play Hyunjin's dragon!"

You couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. "They do, do they?"

"Yes," he confirmed, his excitement unabated. "And the director said it would be totally cool if you joined us. You know how much I've talked about you, and they're all eager to meet the person who's got everyone talking. You're going to be a hit, I just know it!"

With a shrug of your shoulders, you considered his proposal. The day had been relatively uneventful, a canvas of free time just waiting to be painted with memories. "Why not?" you replied, a hint of curiosity tingeing your voice. "I've got nothing on my schedule today, so I might as well give it a shot."

And so, you joined him and his siblings, who were already deep in their roles. The beach had been transformed into a makeshift Westeros, with costumes and props scattered around. The director, a burly man with a boisterous laugh, waved you over, explaining the scene with grandiose gestures. You were handed a costume, a clever combination of fabric and imagination that allowed you to become the mythical beast.

The scene unfolded with the dramatic flair of a Shakespearean play. The boys, dressed as their favorite characters, recited lines from the show with surprising accuracy, their passion for the story evident in their performances. As for you, you embodied the dragon with a surprising ease, feeling the power of the creature surge within you as you roared and flapped the makeshift wings.

The camaraderie was infectious, and before you knew it, you were fully invested in the narrative, weaving in and out of their dialogue with fiery breath and dramatic movements. The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the sand, yet you remained absorbed in the fantasy world you had all created together.

In those moments, the beach became your stage, the waves your audience, and the salty air your applause. The simplicity of the setup was a stark contrast to the grandeur of the story you brought to life, and the joy of participating in something so ludicrous and fun was a feeling you hadn't experienced in quite some time.

As the scene wrapped up and the laughter and applause subsided, you couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie and accomplishment. Your friend beamed at you, his earlier prediction proven true—you had indeed stolen the show. And as you shared a knowing look, you realized that sometimes, the most unexpected moments are the ones that truly make a day unforgettable.