Today was the opening.
Today was the release date.
And from the moment Dayo woke up, it felt like the entire day was wrestling him. Not with noise exactly, but with pressure. The kind that sits behind your eyes and refuses to let you breathe properly. Even when he saw the tickets moving earlier in the day, even when he saw the screenshots fans were posting, he still couldn't relax. Because seeing people buy tickets was one thing.
Seeing what happens when the movie actually plays was another.
The whole day, his mind stayed busy. Calls. Updates. Short meetings. Staff running in and out. Every few minutes, somebody would mention a new cinema adding a showing, or a fan page posting seat maps, or a reporter asking for "a short statement."
Dayo didn't give any statements.
He didn't want to talk like someone begging the public to watch his film.
He just kept saying the same thing in his head.
Let it play first.
Let the work speak first.
