Chapter Index





    I don’t know what happened in detail.

    “Then I’ll get ready right away!”

    “Yes!”

    Evelyn reappeared on set with a flushed face.

    Behind her was Kim Donghu’s relaxed expression as a bonus.

    ‘Well, at least she’s back.’

    Director McGrory shrugged and immediately resumed filming.

    Swoooooosh.

    On cue, water poured down from the ceiling like rain.

    Kim Donghu immediately captured the emotion.

    Despite being on a set with nothing but green screens around him,

    Nothing interfered with his immersion in the performance.

    Kim Donghu brought out Tarzan.

    ‘Just before the kiss, Tarzan’s emotions are something that can’t be easily expressed in words.’

    He recalls the emotions he felt when immersing himself in the script.

    ‘Tarzan…’

    After meeting Jane, he finally feels reassured that there’s someone like him.

    The relief of meeting someone like himself,

    After escaping from the gorilla world where he couldn’t truly belong.

    Since the limitations of species aren’t easily overcome,

    The more Tarzan learned about human society from Jane,

    The more he acutely realized how different his world was.

    ‘I see, so this… this is human society.’

    Human language, culture, and customs.

    After acquiring various elements, he finally gets a sense of community.

    The end of a solitary life.

    The reassurance that he doesn’t have to struggle to belong to a group.

    All these feelings mixed together.

    “…Aah.”

    Makes tears fall from Tarzan’s eyes.

    Even in the pouring rain, thick tears visibly roll down his cheeks.

    “Ta-Tarzan?”

    Jane is taken aback.

    Since crying wasn’t in the original script.

    This scene was just supposed to be Tarzan and Jane

    Holding hands and running away from the sudden rain.

    “Hands, same.”

    Clumsy words tumble out, unable to properly convey his emotions.

    When they first met, Tarzan had pressed their palms together.

    Not the thick hands of gorillas he’d lived with all his life.

    But delicate hands that seemed like they might break at any moment.

    Holding that hand and running, various emotions pour out.

    Through tears, through his heart, and through his lips.

    “Jane, you… are like me.”

    Shedding tears and holding her hand.

    Slowly bringing their bodies closer.

    And finally, to continue further,

    He kisses her.

    He hasn’t learned about love.

    But that’s not something you need to learn to do.

    Desiring someone you love.

    That’s instinct.

    A male’s desire to possess the female he likes.

    “Ta-Tarzan… wait… I… I can’t… breathe…”

    Perfectly receiving the ad-lib, Evelyn, or rather Jane, gently pushed Tarzan away.

    Pushing against his chest, feeling how strongly his heart was beating.

    Jane looks at Tarzan with trembling eyes full of excitement.

    “…You haven’t taught me this yet.”

    “Was I supposed to teach you?”

    “…”

    “Jane, I want to learn now.”

    With those words, he presses his lips against hers again.

    This time she doesn’t push him away.

    Deeper and more intense.

    Even without their tongues intertwining,

    The atmosphere itself is incredibly sensual.

    A male strongly expressing his desire to possess a woman while crying.

    The intensity that could only come from someone raised in the wild.

    ‘He expresses this… through acting?’

    Director McGrory once again realizes why Kim Donghu is such a great actor.

    While he’s surprised many people with his strength so far,

    The reason for his Hollywood debut as Disney’s first lead wasn’t because of his strength.

    ‘Acting skills that perfectly match his appearance.’

    He can’t help but admire him.

    Meanwhile, Tarzan and Jane’s lips slowly part.

    Swoooooosh.

    The rain continues to fall.

    Tarzan and Jane face each other.

    It was about time to call cut.

    Yet Director McGrory was seriously watching the screen.

    ‘Kim Donghu’s… no, Tarzan’s expression has changed.’

    It was an expression that could never appear in the modern world.

    An expression only Tarzan could make.

    The face of a male who has found his mate,

    Determined to do anything for her.

    A fierce resolve to take responsibility for someone shines through his eyes.

    And at the same time, he instinctively takes Jane’s fourth finger on her left hand.

    “Jane, what did I just learn?”

    “…Love, it’s love.”

    “Is what I learned correct?”

    “Yes.”

    “Then… if so…”

    “…”

    “I love you, Jane.”

    Cut!

    As soon as Tarzan finished speaking, the director gave an OK signal that was almost a shout.

    This is it.

    This was exactly it.

    ‘After saving the forest from Clayton… in the rain-soaked forest… confessing love…’

    Created by the actors’ ad-libs.

    A scene that truly transcended the script.

    “This is amazing, absolutely amazing! It’s hard to believe this was ad-libbed… this is really…!”

    Director McGrory and…

    “You’re right, sincerely… this was better than anything I’ve ever seen.”

    With Producer Berillard’s admiration,

    The filming ended.

    The staff also marveled with faces that showed they had witnessed something incredible.

    This day became a catalyst, and time quickly passed to June.

    “Good work everyone! All that’s left now is the CG work!”

    All filming for <Tarzan> officially concluded.

    “Donghu Kim! Can we hear your thoughts on wrapping up?”

    “Despite this being my first Hollywood filming, I think we’ve achieved something great.”

    “Hahaha! Your confidence is truly the best!”

    With Kim Donghu’s clean wrap-up comments, the filming schedule also came to an end.

    The first thing Kim Donghu did as soon as all this was over was…

    “Seokho hyung, please set up an interview.”

    “Interview? Ah, that one? Got it! I’ll prepare it right away!”

    “He wrote me a long letter, so I should reply too.”

    It was about responding directly to Edward’s provocation.

    +++++

    Evelyn Queen Ember’s first EP <MEET>.

    It consisted of 4 songs in total.

    Among them, the title track was MEET.

    A reversal of boy meets girl.

    In a girl meets boy way.

    A breakup song that happily portrays memories of love.

    Naturally, as this was her first album preparation, they poured tremendous promotion into it.

    People couldn’t help but know about it even if they didn’t want to.

    Evelyn talked about <MEET> everywhere she went for interviews.

    But compared to that, the information available to the public was very limited.

    -I understand the album story well, but isn’t it about time you tell us who’s in it?

    -What? Who’s in my album?

    -Oh, Evelyn, come on! Everyone knows you danced with someone!

    -I’m not good at anything besides musicals, sorry.

    -This strategy again… but when you look at me with those sparkling eyes, I’ll let it slide… I’m weak for beautiful women!

    -Thank you, hehe.

    It was like knowing the wrapping but not the contents.

    It was a very risky marketing strategy for a rookie with low recognition.

    “There are 90,000 people waiting for the premiere! 90,000! That’s an incredible number for a new artist!”

    “Really? That’s great!”

    But it brought an enormous return.

    Many people gathered to see Evelyn’s <MEET>.

    “Damn! I’m so excited I could go crazy, who the hell created this function!”

    Among them was WBC Heavyweight Champion Edward Maxwell.

    “Are you going to keep waiting for that? The Tarzan interview article is out.”

    “I can watch that after this! What difference does it make if I see it a little later?”

    “Um… well, yeah, I guess so.”

    Edward lightly dismissed his manager’s words.

    “Oh, it’s starting!”

    As soon as the music video began, Edward immediately sat up straight.

    And what greeted him first was…

    ♩♪♬

    “…?”

    A man playing the piano with the upper part of his face covered.

    The exquisite piano sound flowing without any processing.

    To that sound, Evelyn appears in a snow-white dress.

    An outfit with appropriate, not excessive, exposure.

    The harmony of the dress with her blonde hair and blue eyes instantly fills the screen.

    “Wow….”

    Edward unconsciously let out an exclamation.

    It was this good when only the intro had started.

    Thinking that Billboard top 1 would be no problem, just then…

    -“Do you remember the day we met?”

    Evelyn’s song popped out like narration.

    It was truly abrupt.

    Like a drop of rain falling on a calm lake.

    That small ripple grows as the song continues.

    The story of a woman who met a man.

    They loved, had to part, and couldn’t help but separate.

    And what decorates the end is…

    -“I still haven’t forgotten the day I met you.”

    It’s that man again.

    The man playing the piano.

    And Evelyn climbing onto that piano.

    With somewhat bold and seductive movements.

    Despite countless attempts at seduction, the man doesn’t even flinch.

    As if the piano performance is more precious to him than her.

    He continues the accompaniment with elegant hand movements.

    “Stop telling me to watch the interview and just watch the music video, the piano is killer.”

    “Edward, this is the first time I’ve seen you like piano playing so much?”

    “It touches the heart, you know? It’s amazing.”

    With praise from Edward and his manager,

    The music video continues.

    -“Won’t you look at me anymore?”

    Evelyn grabs the mask the man is wearing with trembling fingertips.

    With eyes desperate to meet his, she unties the string.

    Thud.

    As she drops the mask,

    The man’s face appears.

    “…What? Wait, what, what is this?”

    An unforgettable face.

    An unmistakable face appears.

    “…WHAT THE HELL!!! What is this! What the hell! Kim Donghu?!”

    Why is that primitive man in Evelyn’s music video?

    And in a well-fitted suit at that,

    Facing Evelyn who is trying to seduce him.

    “Aaaaaaaaahhh!!!”

    Unbearable anger surges.

    But the song was still good.

    From the color scheme of the music video to all the detailed parts.

    There wasn’t a single thing Edward didn’t like.

    Even the piano performance.

    That made him even more furious.

    How could such a high-level performance talent

    Belong to someone like him?

    “Arrrggghh!”

    How should I express this?

    What emotion should I define this as?

    While thinking about that,

    Suddenly Kim Donghu’s interview came to mind.

    “I need to see what that bastard said right now!”

    “Now? Edward… you’re too excited right now.”

    “Who cares! I’m going to see it now! What did he say!”

    Edward manipulated his phone while fuming.

    And soon he could check Kim Donghu’s interview.

    There were various questions.

    But he ignored them all.

    He only needed to see the most important part.

    Q: I never thought you would give such a thorough interview. Thank you very much.

    Finally, if you have anything to say to your opponent?

    What did he say to me?

    After checking the answer, Edward threw his phone.

    Crash!

    Breaking the window, the phone flew out with a short answer written on it.

    GOOD LUCK.

    “Bring that bastard to me right now!!!!”

    Edward exploded.


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