Within the spaces

Episode 9

After a long day at the beach, Yoko thought they were done. She was ready to wrap up, head home, and maybe even reflect on how Faye's kindness had left her heart fluttering all day. But just as the crew was about to pack up, there was a shift in the mood.

"Let's do the kiss scene today," P'Wan announced, clapping her hands and smiling at the crew. "It'll give us a break tomorrow. Plus, it's indoors. We can finish it up tonight."

There was a low murmur of agreement from the crew, but Yoko, who had been hoping to wrap things up, felt her nerves stir. She wasn't expecting to jump into the kiss scene so soon, especially after the beach shoot.

P'Wan, noticing Yoko's hesitation, walked over with a sympathetic smile. "It was scheduled for tomorrow," she said gently, "but I can see you're off today. If we get it done tonight, only if you are feeling better, you can rest tomorrow and take it easy. Christmas break is coming up soon, and I want you to relax, okay?"

Yoko nodded, appreciating the thoughtfulness behind P'Wan's suggestion. It wasn't like her to rearrange the schedule unless it was really needed, and knowing P'Wan was thinking about her well-being helped ease some of the pressure.

"And don't worry," P'Wan added with a wink. "I'll drop you off later myself."

Yoko smiled faintly, feeling grateful but still anxious about diving into such an intense scene so quickly.

The atmosphere around them changed instantly. The beach had been playful and light, but this kiss scene? It was a different beast altogether—charged with emotions neither Yoko nor Faye were fully prepared for. It wasn't just any kiss, either. It was the moment where Aneung and Neung, after all their internal struggles and hesitations, would take a step toward acknowledging their feelings for one another.

The nerves were palpable. Yoko could feel it in the air, thick with anticipation. This was their first kiss on screen, and it wasn't just a casual one. It was a moment of vulnerability, of fear, and of longing. A turning point for both characters. Aneung, tentative yet bold, would lean in to taste the water first, unsure of what Neung's reaction would be. Neung, caught off guard, would hesitate before pulling Aneung back and kissing her with the love she'd been too afraid to admit.

As they moved inside to prepare, Yoko found herself pacing, trying to calm her racing heart. It wasn't the kiss itself that made her nervous -- it was the intensity of the emotions wrapped up in it. Aneung was supposed to be scared, unsure if Neung would ever return her feelings. And in a way, Yoko felt a bit of that herself. Faye was so composed, so in control. What if she messed it up?

Faye, meanwhile, was trying to keep her own nerves in check. She was a professional; she had done intimate scenes before. But this felt different. She had spent the entire day taking care of Yoko, making sure she was comfortable, shielding her from the cold water. And now, she had to switch gears—becoming Neung, vulnerable and full of longing.

The room was quieter, more intimate. The lights were dimmed just enough to capture the soft glow of the characters' vulnerability, adding to the intensity of the moment.

Aneung and Neung were meant to be lying on the bed, close, intimate but still cautious. The kiss wasn't just physical—it was an emotional turning point. Aneung had been telling Neung for so long that she loved her, but this was the first time she'd truly confront Neung's fears about believing it. It was raw and vulnerable, a scene where both characters were walking the fine line between hope and heartbreak.

Yoko sat on the edge of the bed, her nerves creeping back as she tried to settle into Aneung's mindset. The vulnerability of the scene made her heart pound in a way that was different from any other. Faye, too, was quieter than usual, preparing herself for the deep emotional layers she'd have to peel back as Neung.