“Geunsoo, you met Maru before?” Ganghwan asked.

“Didn’t I tell you before? I met him when I went to present the awards at the Short Film Festival. We didn’t exactly have a talk, but I did meet him,” Geunsoo replied as he put his seatbelt on.

“I thought you wouldn’t remember me. We only met for a brief moment on the stage,” Maru said.

“If it was just that, I wouldn’t have remembered you. The Form of Love, wasn’t it? When I was invited to be one of the honorary judges, that was one of the works I watched. It had a lot of unnecessary stuff, but I gave it my vote because it felt good. I didn’t know it’d get the grand prize though.”

“So I guess I got the grand prize thanks to you, then, senior.”

“If we’re going to talk about direct influence, Sir Yoon definitely had a lot more than me. Sir Yoon Moonjoong said that he found it impressive. He wasn’t appointed as a judge, but it’s more than obvious what kind of effect his words would’ve had.”

“I see. He didn’t tell me about such things, so I didn’t know that at all.”

“He’s not someone who would say things like that. Actually, he talked to me about you a lot. He said that you and he get along pretty well. He also told me that you’re quite slow-witted in that you got caught with the alcohol by the madam just like I did.”

“I got an earful...