The production office trailer smelled like stale coffee and printer heat, the air thick with schedules that never stayed obedient.
Joon-ho kept his expression neutral as he stepped inside behind Su-bin. If anyone looked up, he wanted them to see the same thing they'd seen all morning: a manager doing manager things. Not a man hunting a leak.
Su-bin didn't waste time on greetings. She set her coffee down on a stack of call sheets like she owned the place and pointed at the coordinator's desk.
"Need five minutes," she said. "Private."
The coordinator blinked, tired eyes narrowing. "We're slammed—"
"If this scandal grows legs, your sponsors will slam you back," Su-bin replied smoothly. "Five minutes. Or you can explain to the producer why the cast is trending for the wrong reason."
The coordinator swallowed. "Okay. Uh—everyone, quick break. Out."
Chairs scraped. A PA hesitated, then left. The door shut.
