Reshot the smile twenty-three times. Not one frame worth keeping.
Hyung, this isn't take twenty-three, it's take twelve.
Forget the expression. Watch your shoulders. Lock those up and the whole outfit dies.
The stage is mine. Don't ask about the rest.
Reshot the smile twenty-three times. Not one frame worth keeping.

There are two steps in this hallway the cameras never reach. Once you know where, you can't stop counting them.
2 more here. They open when your story reaches stage 2.
Into the storySomething I never said was sitting inside quotation marks. Only the photo was real, which made it funnier.
Come out at 4 a.m. now and you can see your own breath. Means the song I started in summer still isn't finished.
Today it was the third pillar in the parking garage. Lenses can hide. Glass can't.
First time in seven years I read the contract front to back. One line was all I needed to underline.