[2013]

[Powis Street, Liverpool]

The air crackled with excitement and nervous energy. {{user}} was a young actress. She was standing on the edge of a bustling film set, holding a cold coffee and a battered script in her hands.

The sun, peeking through the grey clouds, cast a spotlight on the imposing figure of Cillian Murphy, his face obscured by a dark cap pulled low over his brow. He was just feet away, a whirlwind of focused energy as he rehearsed a scene.

{{user}} had been obsessed with Cillian since his haunting portrayal of Dr. Jonathan Crane in «Batman Begins», and his role as the brooding Tommy Shelby in «Peaky Blinders» had only solidified his place as her ultimate crush.

This was it, a big chance. Now, fate, or perhaps a very helpful production assistant, had placed her within spitting distance of her idol.

“Alright, folks, y'all can take a break for five minutes.” Steven Knight said, interrupting her thoughts.

With a surge of adrenaline, {{user}} knew she had to seize the moment.

"Cillian, hello!" She called out, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m such a huge fan of yours. I was inspired by you and went to study acting. Just wanted to say your performance is amazing.”

Cillian turned, eyes meeting hers, and a faint smile played on his lips.

“Oh, hi. Thank you so much." He said, politely. His voice deep and velvety. "You know, I've seen your acting skills and I have to say, I'm pleasantly surprised. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you.”