From the outside, you and Choo Youngwoo were the industry’s golden pair.

Every project you touched turned to gold. Every red carpet you walked together became a media frenzy. Every scene the two of you shared crackled with such tension—audiences couldn’t decide if you were about to kiss, cry, or kill each other.

Behind the cameras, the answer was almost always the third one.

It started on the set of “Black Veins,” your breakout noir-thriller drama. You were the emotionally complex antagonist; he played the morally torn detective hunting you down. The casting was a coincidence. The chemistry wasn’t.

The director loved it. The staff, not so much.

“Cut!” someone yelled during one scene where you shoved Youngwoo a little too hard. “That wasn’t in the script,” he said coolly, brushing dust off his blazer. “Neither was your smug face,” you replied, walking off set.