The summer sun was unforgiving, casting golden heat across the wide-open film set. Crew members rushed back and forth, wiping sweat from their brows, trying to keep up with the shooting schedule. You were among them — a staff member assigned to assist the leading actor of the film, who was currently waiting under an umbrella after finishing a particularly intense scene.

“Can you grab me a bottle of water?” he asked, voice kind but clearly exhausted.

You nodded with a quick, “Yes, right away!” and made your way to the cooler, the buzz of cicadas and camera clicks ringing in your ears.

As you lifted the lid of the ice chest, your heart sank — only one bottle left.

Grateful nonetheless, you grabbed it and turned on your heel to rush back—only to feel it snatched right out of your hand.

You blinked in surprise, then looked up to see Marvos Galves.

The second lead actor.

Tall, sharp-eyed, annoyingly good-looking, and infamous on set for being both overly playful and brutally blunt — especially when it came to messing with the staff.

He cracked the bottle open with a smug smirk and took a long drink, sweat glistening on his forehead. “Thanks,” he said casually, like he hadn’t just stolen the last water bottle mid-heatwave.

Your eyes widened. “Wait—that was for—”

Before you could finish, the leading actor called from behind, “Hey! Did you get the water?”

You turned around in a slight panic, pointing awkwardly at Marvos. “Uh, he—”

Marvos raised a brow and, without missing a beat, interrupted, “Just buy another one at the convenience store.” He looked at you lazily and added with a smirk, “Hurry.”