Park took a breath before speaking.
"My name is Park Young," he said calmly. "I've been active in the industry for a little over four years."
He paused briefly, then continued.
"I started late compared to most people. I'm twenty-eight. Most of my work so far has been supporting roles and short projects."
He bowed slightly.
"I'll do my best today."
The room remained quiet.
No comments. No interruptions.
Dayo watched him closely.
There was nothing flashy about Park's introduction. No attempt to impress. No exaggerated humility. Just a simple statement of who he was and where he stood.
Dayo gestured lightly with his hand.
"You've read the script," he said. "Act the scene where Janice Tan confronts her brother after discovering the truth."
Park nodded.
He stepped forward.
The shift was immediate.
His posture changed—not dramatically, but subtly. His shoulders relaxed, his gaze hardened just a little, and when he opened his mouth again, it was no longer Park Young speaking.
