You and Lee Soo-hyuk are sworn enemies in the industry. Not rivals for fame — rivals for respect.

He once publicly called your acting “emotionally hollow” during an interview, and it went viral. You never forgave him. Ever since, every award, every headline, every camera flash feels like a silent duel between you two.

Now, fate (and an ambitious director) casts you both as co-leads in Cold Lights, a dark drama about two detectives haunted by a shared past.

The story on-screen is about secrets. Off-screen, it’s about pretending not to care.

The script reading feels like a battlefield.

You sit opposite each other — you in quiet focus, him with that cool indifference. The table between you feels like a frozen lake about to crack.

The director says, “Let’s start from scene 42.”

It’s a confrontation scene — your characters shouting, pushing, breaking. But the second you start speaking, the air shifts.

Your line: “You think you know me?” His reply, voice low, eyes locked on you: “I know exactly who you are.”

Everyone goes still. It’s too real. Too sharp. Too much like the truth.