Fallen Crown

Chapter 7

Eun Sang entered the broadcasting room and went straight toward Hyo Shin. She slapped a thick folder on the table causing him to look up at her with a curiosity. She had written twenty pages of script for each of the four primary characters of the story.

Eun Sang had gone online to research templates adapting one used for playwrights to fit the needs of the radio drama. She pulled out another folder from her book bag and set it next to the folder which Hyo Shin had already begun to inspect.

He glanced at her. "Did you write all of this yesterday? After we met?" Not quite after...

Eun Sang nodded.

"That explains your dark circles."

There were plenty of reasons why Eun Sang could not fall asleep at night. The Chairman was responsible for almost all of them. She had wanted to work herself to the point of exhaustion so that she couldn't give her mind even a chance to dwell on the words which that man had spoken. So that she could not think of the task given her. Just when she thought the Chairman couldn't be more cruel, more viciously invasive, he proved himself more despicable. Her anger and impotence exploded the door of her creativity open. It was a door she had never been able to go through until then. Eun Sang had little to lose and everything to gain. The story had fallen together just as her heart began falling apart. How could she not be moved to try her hardest when the Chairman was willing to try his worst?

"Sung Hyun Joong."

"Who is that?" Bo Na came up to them, looking deflated. "Please tell me it's someone who came to audition. I put up the flyers on Friday and no one has come yet."

"It's only Monday," Hyo Shin said. "Give it time."

"Sung Hyun Joong is the name I gave the ghost,"

Eun Sang said.

Hyo Shin lifted the script. He was specifically reading Hyun Joong's while glancing over Ji Eun's.

He nodded appreciatively. "I want to turn this into a film. I'm quite surprised."

"That's his way of saying he's impressed." Bo Na rolled her eyes. "Senior, is it really so hard to just say you're impressed?"

"It's not hard," he admitted. "But if I praise her too much she may slack off. I want the next pieces to be as good as this. The dialogue is almost more entertaining than your exchanges with Young Do. Almost."

Eun Sang looked away. She opened the second folder. It contained character biographies, a full character list, as well as expanded backstory that had not fit in the synopsis. She handed it to Bo Na.

"You wrote all of this?" Bo Na gasped. "When?"

"Last night of course." Hyo Shin looked over the other scripts. "Can't you see her dark circles?"

Bo Na grabbed Eun Sang's face and looked her over. "Are you crazy? How can you sacrifice sleep? There's still time to write. You can't get sick now. You're moving this weekend."

Eun Sang smiled. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."

Hyo Shin exhaled tiredly. "We have more characters than willing volunteers." "That's why I will persuade some for you."

Young Do.

He stood by her side. Her traitorous heart was disastrously agitated just by hearing his voice. She held onto the chair in front of her, closing her eyes for a moment. She could see him vividly even there. She could even guess the expression he wore just by listening to the tone of his voice.

Crazy girl. Just what are you thinking?

"We don't want you terrifying the kids into coming!" Bo Na said.