By Zephyria 
The editor and the local coordinator were particularly careful not to stay in one place for too long. Paris was a city where you could easily run into Korean tourists anywhere, so they wanted to prevent news from spreading that Yoon Joo-ho was filming in a specific location.
Filming took place in various locations in the 5th arrondissement, which was attractive for its free-spirited atmosphere.
The entrance to the metro, the two buying things from a stall with a green awning.
The two waiting for the light to change at the crosswalk in front of the famous café ‘Les Deux Magots,’ frequented by Sartre, Hemingway, Picasso, and Camus. The two crossing the street. The two striking playful poses and expressions with an elderly waiter wearing a long white apron and a mustache.
They also filmed in the Huchette alley near the Seine. Because it was an alley with many Bars that opened after 4 or 5 o’clock, it was still quiet, and thanks to that, they were able to secure quite a few cuts that captured the local atmosphere.
The last filming location before moving on to the 6th arrondissement was Saint-Michel Square.
Yoon Joo-ho, wearing a navy peacoat, and Song Hyun-soo, wearing a leather jacket and a thin, long scarf down to his knees, posed in front of the fountain.
Because it was a meeting place in that area, there were quite a few more onlookers than at other filming locations. Among them, a group of about six men and women watched the filming with particular interest.
Judging by their street-style clothes with large backpacks or shoulder bags, they seemed to be university students. Above all, the students’ unique lively energy was emanating from them.
Among them, a female student with curly light brown hair approached the editor and asked.
“What are those people doing? What kind of filming is it?”
Yoon Joo-ho, who was briefly monitoring with the photographer, heard her excited voice.
“Do you know
“Of course, I know it!”
“They’re shooting a pictorial for
“Oh, so those people must be famous actors.”
The editor burst out laughing.
“Ah, I’m sorry. It’s been so long since I’ve heard a question like that.”
After apologizing to her, the editor turned to Yoon Joo-ho, who was a few steps behind, and said in a laughing voice.
“Joo-ho, you need to work harder.”
“Why?”
“These students are asking if you’re a famous person?”
Yoon Joo-ho put his hands in his coat pockets and approached them.
“Are you students from the Sorbonne?”
“Yes.”
“Are you all majoring in the same thing?”
A male student with a guitar case on his back answered with a playful face.
“No. We have different majors, but we’re in the same club.”
“Let me guess? A music club?”
“Hey, that’s too easy. Because I’m carrying a guitar!”
The honest gazes of the students, who were shy but couldn’t hide their curiosity in the conversation with the unfamiliar foreigner, felt good to Yoon Joo-ho for some reason.
Song Hyun-soo also approached with interest.
The man with the guitar immediately showed interest in Song Hyun-soo.
“You’re an actor too, right? You look about our age.”
“I’m a rookie. This is my first pictorial shoot.”
“So, is this your first time in Paris?”
Song Hyun-soo nodded.
The students’ attention was focused on Song Hyun-soo, who seemed to be their age and was visiting Paris for the first time.
Have you been to the Eiffel Tower, what do you think of Paris, what kind of food have you eaten, etc… Questions poured out.
Song Hyun-soo answered haltingly, with a few simple words. Sometimes Yoon Joo-ho’s translation was needed. Nevertheless, his flushed face looked happy. Yoon Joo-ho, who briefly stepped back as a translator and watched his lover’s appearance, asked the music club students.
“Are you busy?”
The students looked at each other. A question like, why are you asking that? And a sense of excitement rose on their faces.
“We’re not busy.”
“We were just discussing where to go for a drink.”
Yoon Joo-ho turned his head and called the editor.
“Team Leader.”
She, who was discussing whether to finish filming here and move to the next location, turned to him. Yoon Joo-ho suggested.
“How about filming with these students?”
“Huh?”
“I was thinking it would be nice to take some relaxed cuts of Hyun-soo and me just hanging out and talking with these students.”
“It seems like it would fit well with the pictorial concept…”
When the editor showed a favorable reaction, Yoon Joo-ho turned to Song Hyun-soo this time.
“What do you think?”
“I think it would be fun.”
Just like when he arrived in Paris the night before last, stars were bursting in Song Hyun-soo’s eyes. The feeling that he could do anything if he could keep seeing that explosion was not just a whim.
Yoon Joo-ho himself found it hard to believe that he was making such an impromptu suggestion. But it was already a change that had happened to Yoon Joo-ho. Part of the change.
“If you have time, would you like to help us with the filming?”
“How?”
“Just hang out with us like this.”
They murmured for a while and began to discuss in French. Some seemed shy and hesitant, but judging from their expressions, they seemed interested even though they were embarrassed.
A female student with long curly hair, who seemed to be the leader, gathered everyone’s opinions and answered cheerfully.
“Okay. It seems like it will be a good memory.”
In the meantime, several Koreans were surrounding them. They were capturing Yoon Joo-ho’s every move on their phones and didn’t know what to do. The music club students, who looked around at the reactions of covering their mouths and stomping their feet, exchanged surprised glances.
The editor quickly organized the situation.
“Okay, then shall we move together in our vehicle? We’re going to change the filming location.”
While moving to the heavily tinted van waiting nearby, the students asked.
“Where are we going?”
“To the Roger Stéphane Park in the 6th arrondissement.”
Yoon Joo-ho and Song Hyun-soo changed clothes and fixed their hair and makeup in the moving Sprinter.
Yoon Joo-ho wore a shirt with a thin stripe pattern, neat pants, and canvas sneakers. He rolled up his shirt sleeves three or four times to create an overall relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.
Song Hyun-soo’s outfit was a suit, but it wasn’t a formal “dress suit” style. Like Yoon Joo-ho, it had a generous silhouette and a trendy design. The stylist, who was looking for an innerwear that would go well with the suit, eventually chose to have him wear only the jacket on his bare upper body.
Yoon Joo-ho, who had finished styling, approached and looked at Song Hyun-soo’s look with a displeased gaze.
“I think there’s too much exposure.”
“Here comes the overprotective CEO again.”
The stylist, who muttered as if she knew this would happen, immediately complained.
“What exposure are you talking about with this much?”
“It’s exposure. You can see his nipples even like this.”
Yoon Joo-ho grabbed Song Hyun-soo’s arm and lifted it up, looking down at his exposed chest and protesting. Nipples… What is this man saying in front of others… Song Hyun-soo felt his face flushing.
“He worked hard on his diet and exercise to build his body, so he should show it off. Look, how beautiful is his body?”
The stylist completely separated Song Hyun-soo from Yoon Joo-ho. Whether he knew that he was being unreasonable himself, Yoon Joo-ho made a sullen expression but didn’t insist that it was absolutely impossible.
“It’s pretty, isn’t it?”
“Of course. It’s not too bulky, but you can really feel that he’s a man who works out. It’s fun to dress him up.”
“What do you think, Chief?”
“What?”
“If he debuts properly, will he become famous quickly?”
Yoon Joo-ho had asked similar questions several times since yesterday. To the stylist, to the editor, to the makeup and hair chiefs, to the photographer.
Song Hyun-soo thought it was a ‘you-know-the-answer’ type of question, so his face flushed every time. The actor’s agency CEO is asking that, and that CEO is a very influential person in the industry, how can they answer honestly?
“Of course.”
This time, the stylist chief had no choice but to give the ‘correct answer’ that Yoon Joo-ho wanted. She added while touching Song Hyun-soo’s clothes.
“His face is fresh, his proportions are good, and Yoon Joo-ho loves him so much, so of course he’ll be good at acting. He’s met a strong company, so there’s no reason why he wouldn’t succeed.”
Only then did a satisfied look appear on Yoon Joo-ho’s face.
“But he doesn’t diet. And he hasn’t been exercising properly for very long.”
“You’re the type who doesn’t gain weight, Hyun-soo?”
Song Hyun-soo answered the stylist’s question.
“I just like to move around a lot. I think that’s why I don’t gain weight.”
Yoon Joo-ho, who was leaning against the hanger and watching them, smirked with an ominous face.
“He really likes to move around. You could say he’s proactive.”
Song Hyun-soo was grateful that he was the only one who realized that he was talking about something lewd. And he decided that he wouldn’t let him touch him tonight.