Dear ABC,

I hope this letter finds you well. Firstly, let me express my gratitude for your letter. It was refreshing to read your words and know that you took the time to reach out to me.

I appreciate your honesty, even if it did come across a bit... unconventional. Your candidness is certainly unique, and I admire your willingness to speak your mind. While I must admit, your casual tone did catch me off guard, I assure you, I harbor no ill feelings towards you.

Thank you for inquiring about my well-being. Despite the challenges I face, both personally and professionally, I am managing. School has become somewhat of a tumultuous environment, but I persevere. As for my health, I am grateful that it remains stable, albeit amidst a demanding schedule of shoots and commitments.

It's interesting to learn about your preferences, particularly your fondness for the color grey. It's a choice that reflects depth and complexity, much like your own character, I presume. I respect your appreciation for manga and admire your artistic endeavors. Drawing anime characters is indeed a commendable talent, and I encourage you to continue nurturing it.

Ah, Germany. It holds a special place in my heart as well. And yes, I am indeed of Korean descent, much like my name suggests. Your perspective on history is intriguing, and I appreciate your openness to different viewpoints. As for travel, it's a passion we share, albeit from different perspectives.

Your words of encouragement and support mean a great deal to me, ABC. I am touched by your sincerity and grateful for your unwavering faith in me. Your advice on coping and perseverance resonates deeply, and I will carry it with me as I navigate the challenges ahead.

Thank you for your kind words regarding my work and your suggestion about singing. I will certainly consider it. And please know that your struggles and triumphs are equally valid. You are not alone in facing adversity, and I commend you for your resilience and determination.

I am humbled by your praise and grateful for your acknowledgment of my efforts. It means a lot coming from someone who understands the balancing act of work and study. Your words encourage me to continue striving for excellence.

As for sharing more about myself, I welcome the opportunity to connect on a deeper level. In the spirit of reciprocity, I will gladly share more about myself in my next letter. Until then, please know that I appreciate our correspondence and value your support immensely.

Keep shining bright, ABC. You are a star in your own right, and I am honored to be a part of your journey.

With warm regards,

Yua Han
XOXO

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Yua placed her pen delicately onto the smooth surface of her desk, its tip leaving a final mark on the neatly folded sheet of paper. With practiced precision, she wrapped the document within an envelope, ensuring every edge was precisely aligned before sealing it shut. As she finished, a heavy sigh escaped her lips, her gaze drifting upwards to the ceiling as her mind wandered, lost in thoughts unknown to even herself.

However, her reverie was abruptly interrupted by a soft knock at her door, pulling her back to reality. With a determined resolve, she rose from her seat and approached the source of the disturbance. As she reached for the handle, her eyes lingered on the desk one last time, taking in the orderly arrangement of papers and pens before turning away.

Miss Oh stood patiently outside, her presence a silent reminder of the tasks that lay ahead. Yua nodded in acknowledgment before allowing a small smile to grace her lips, a silent gesture of gratitude for her unwavering support. Together, they made their way down the hallway, Yua's steps measured and deliberate, each movement a testament to her composed demeanor.

Outside, the air was crisp, the sky painted in shades of twilight as the last remnants of daylight faded into the horizon. Oh draped a long black coat over Yua's shoulders, the fabric enveloping her in a protective embrace against the evening chill. With practiced ease, they navigated the path towards the waiting car, the soft click of heels against pavement mingling with the distant hum of city life.

Yua settled into the plush leather seat, the familiar scent of luxury filling her senses as she adjusted her posture with practiced precision. Oh secured the seatbelt around her, their movements synchronized in silent harmony before she gently closed the door with a soft thud.

As the car pulled away from the curb, Yua spared one final glance back at the building she called home, her thoughts lingering on the letter left behind on her desk. But as the city lights blurred past her window, she pushed aside any lingering doubts, her focus shifting to the impending shoot that awaited her.

The car glided smoothly along the main streets, navigating the bustling city with ease as Miss Oh expertly guided them towards their destination. Inside, the atmosphere was serene, the quiet hum of the engine punctuated only by the occasional sound of passing traffic. Yua sat beside her, her thoughts drifting in a tranquil haze as she watched the city lights flicker past her window.

As they arrived at the set, Yua's sigh was almost imperceptible, a fleeting acknowledgment of the task that lay ahead. Stepping out of the car, she felt a sense of anticipation mingled with a hint of apprehension, emotions that always seemed to accompany the start of a new shoot. Despite the familiar fatigue that settled into her bones, today felt different somehow, a subtle shift in the air that left her feeling oddly lighter than usual.

With each step towards the building, Yua's mind wandered, retracing the events of the morning. The memory of the anonymous letter she had received earlier lingered in her thoughts, a small but significant gesture that although being unimaginable had touched her heart in ways she couldn't quite articulate. In the midst of her hectic schedule and demanding career, it was easy to forget the impact she had on others, to lose sight of the individuals who looked beyond her roles to see the person beneath the facade.

As she shuffled into the building, Yua couldn't help but smile to herself, a quiet acknowledgment of the newfound clarity that the letter had brought her. It served as a reminder that she was more than just a face on the screen, that there were fans out there who cared about her wellbeing beyond the confines of her celebrity status. In that moment, the weight of her responsibilities seemed to lift, replaced by a sense of gratitude and renewed purpose.

"Oh, Miss Yua. It's time to get dressed for the shoot," Miss Oh mentioned, her voice gentle yet firm, breaking through Yua's thoughts.

Yua nodded, a faint furrow appearing on her brow as she reached to remove the coat draped around her shoulders. "Yeah. Who is the male lead this time?" she inquired, handing the garment back to Oh.

"It is a new actor, miss. I have the details here," Oh replied, offering Yua a stack of papers.

Yua accepted the sheets with a slight sense of apprehension, her eyes scanning the information quickly before settling on the photograph attached. "He seems completely new to this business," she remarked, her tone tinged with skepticism.

"Yes ma'am. He joined the industry with this drama," Oh confirmed, her voice steady and unwavering despite the underlying uncertainty.

Yua sighed softly, a hint of resignation coloring her expression as she handed the papers back to Oh. The prospect of working with an amateur was less than ideal, especially for someone of her experience and stature in the industry. Yet, she knew better than to voice her concerns aloud, understanding that the director's casting decisions were not up for debate.

As the horn sounded, signaling the start of the director's briefing, Yua joined the rest of the crew in front of the imposing figure. He cleared his throat, the sound echoing through the room as he adjusted his spectacles with a precise movement of his finger.

"This is a teen drama," he began, his voice commanding attention as he outlined the roles. "Yua Han will play the lead female as Louise. Kang Junhyeok, the male lead as Helios. Kwon Shia as the second female lead, Lieri, and finally Jeon Wubin as the second male lead, Rufford."

Yua listened intently, her shoulders squared and her expression impassive as the weight of the director's expectations settled upon her. Despite the pressure, she remained composed, a silent resolve burning within her as she prepared to face the challenges ahead. But a sudden appearance an unexpected name rallied to her to the universe of her own thoughts.

With the briefing concluded, the crew dispersed, each member taking their place in the intricate dance of production.

Lost in her thoughts, Yua found herself standing in the dressing room, the soft glow of vanity lights casting a warm hue over the space.

In the corner, Yunjin Oh was engrossed in a task, her hands deftly untangling a jumble of gold chains to find the one specified in the files. Yua watched her for a moment, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips before she turned her attention to her own preparations.

Before she knew it, she was already clad in the uniform prescribed for her character – a crisp white shirt paired with a green checkered skirt, the familiar weight of a green blazer draped over her shoulders. The transformation was seamless, a testament to the efficiency of the wardrobe team and the meticulous attention to detail that went into every aspect of production.

"Yunjin Oh-- I mean, Miss Oh..." Yua began, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the words.

But before she could finish her sentence, Miss Oh looked up from her task, her expression calm and composed. "Do not worry, miss. I can see you are stressed. You need not concern yourself with what you call me. How may I be of help?" she offered, her tone gentle yet reassuring.

Yua nodded, a grateful smile spreading across her features as she sought clarification. "...he said Kwon Shia, right?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty.