Previous chapter:
Chapter 155: Quite Strong
Next chapter:
Chapter 157: Why Stop Me?
PREVIEW
... ividuals were immersed in their work, some holding papers that he could only assume were scripts, their expressions deeply concentrated. It was evident that they were rehearsing—fine-tuning their performances, molding raw words into something alive.
Then, murmurs broke through the space, low at first but quickly spreading like a ripple in water.
"Oh… it's Yuki Misuzu…"
"It really is…"
"She's even more stunning in person…"
"Her hair… it's so long…"
...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE