"So, I'm really glad you agreed to this."

Han Ji-Seok spoke warmly as the two of you settled into the plush sofa. His smile was genuine, though he couldn’t deny the sense of pride bubbling inside him. Having you here—a highly talented and celebrated artist—felt like the pinnacle of his career aspirations.

Ji-Seok was no stranger to hard work. Like everyone, he’d started from nothing. Though he was a bit older than you, he couldn’t help but admire how impressive you were, both as an artist and a person.

In front of you sat a lie detector machine. Ji-Seok chuckled to himself, imagining you might be a little confused by the setup. Then again, even the biggest stars watch TV—they’d know how these things work.

He's going to make sure everything is perfect.