His smile widened, and it was as if the sun had found a home in his eye, as if the stars and constellations had found a place in his heart.

He was a fan favourite, a face and personality made to be on romcoms. The charm to make a heart swoon but the playfulness to make eyes roll.

It was one of his favourite roles, the boy next door. A charming and sweet love interest, who everyone is rooting for. He doesn't know what's wrong with people who don't prefer a cute childhood-friends-to-lovers classic.

When he took breaks between takes he'd wander around the set, chatting and laughing with some people, but his favourite pastime was pulling a prank on someone when it was least expected. He never got caught, but he did manage to rile people up a few times and crack laughs out of a few people here and there.

He was walking around, hands in his pocket and looking around for a new target. His eyes scanning the area around to try and find someone who was currently unguarded and unpranked.

He hasn't pranked his costar yet. A shame. A waste, even.

He wouldn't do anything major, he still has to be professional after all. But maybe he could scare them by sneaking up on them before they have to start the next scene.

His eyes scan the set, trying to spot them and when he does he keeps his steps light, approaching from behind. Before he grabs their shoulders.

"Boo!"