Alvan ran his finger through his hair. With overwhelming frustration, he gritted his teeth and the tension was visible to his jaw. He wanted to scream at her but he chose to take a deep breath and calm down.
"You did nothing wrong, you did well." He muttered in a low tone, yet she shoved his hand away from her face and stared at her coldly, which was the opposite reaction he was expecting.
"How do you know? You have no right to say that."
"I said you did good! Then it's good! Don't you know me?! I'm Alvan Villalias! Top actors of the country won countless awards worldwide! I can judge you better than he does!"
"So what? You're still not a director, you're still an actor. You haven't seen anything but Direk has, tell me there is. If not, do you want to say that the director just accused me of no reason?" Yanarym spoke calmly to the young man.
"YANARYM! STOP IT! SHUT UP! Just FUCKING SUBMIT OKAY?!"
"What do you mean Mister Alvan? I don't understand. Are you the reason why I get bullied?"
"You're so smart for your own good, do you know that?!" He snarled and glanced at the director and shot him a death glare. "And this one is so dumb that it's irritating! Fucking hell!"
"Mister Villalias, you should just sit there and watch, why are you---"
"ALRIGHT! OKAY! FINE! WHATEVER YOU DO! I WON'T CARE ANYMORE! FUCK!" He turned around and forcefully kicked or threw away the objects that got on his way to the other side of the place. When he had his dramatic walk-out, Yanarym shifted her attention to the director with a sweet smile.
"Is there anything else Direk?"
"H-huh? Ah… no, nothing more."
"Then should we proceed?"
"R-right, yes, yes! EVERYONE SETTLE DOWN! ON CUE!" Everyone was shocked by that argument. It was clear as the transparent water in the relationship between Yanarym and Alvan. She had the upper hand, no one had ever made Alvan walk out before. It would not be smart to get on her bad side after this incident.
They continued the scene, in the midst of it, Alvan came back, with his placid demeanor. He did not speak or nitpicked anything. He silently watched with menacing eyes at the second male lead of the movie who was with Yanarym at the scene.
"You're coming with me." As soon as the director dismissed them. He stormed to her and held her hand pulling her away from Calvin. He took her away without saying a word of goodbye to anyone.
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're making me jealous of that ugly second lead? Making me angry with you! You're so shameless!" After he slammed the door of the van, he faced Yanarym with a furious expression. Yanarym had a calm demeanor staring back into his eyes which made him angrier.
"Miste---"
"Mister-mister don't fucking call me that!"
"Why are you cursing me?" She said with innocent eyes, "You're even shouting when we are this close." He glared at her and she kept staring at him with that enticing eyes. Finally, Alvan sighed sharply, he gave up. It's like he was punching a wall if he's fighting with her.
"Come here." He pulled her to the inner part of the van where the bed was located, he put her down on the bed and let her find her comfortable spot. He took the paper bag that was sitting on the bed beside her and opened the medicine and ointments for her cheeks and lips.
"What are you doing?" The van started moving and Alvan was about to touch her face but she evaded him. Alvan paused and continued to treat her.
"I'm cleaning your face to apply some cream on your wound and bruise."
They arrived at his condominium, Alvan told her to stay, or look around or rest where she wanted while he cooked for their dinner. Yanarym chose to look around and be amazed by the contents of his home. She always thought about what it would be like to be one of the richest and successful people in the world. It must be like this, she could only see this on TV shows back then to her past life and she's experiencing it.
After some strolling, she followed the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen and found him cooking earnestly. She leaned on the frame of the door and watched him intently. She couldn't believe her eyes, although she's been living her life in this ridiculous set-up for almost months. Becoming a character in the book was not still digested on her system.
Everything was vivid and so real but if she stood here and watched these unrealistic characters who had it all, she could sometimes think that this was really a book, that anything in this world was made for the leads of the character.
For example, Alvan. He was born wealthy and has great genes from his parents. He could do whatever he wanted without any restriction, he's famous and loved by people. What else does he not have? He is a great cook too! She could tell from the smell of what's his cooking. If the second male lead had it all, what about the male lead himself? Oh, darn. If she could grasp any of them, could she accelerate everything to grant the wishes of the original?
Guide-sama: "...I don't think that is what you are supposed to emphasize."
"What else should I think about?" Yanarym glanced at Alvan, what else she should contemplate?
Guide-sama: "Do you still think that this was all of your fantasies or illusion, Yanarym?"
"Is that important to answer?"
Guide-sama: "It's not but I think you're not aware that this has become your reality now, are you?"
"My reality or my fantasy, it doesn't matter actually. I've got a purpose to fulfill and that's the point of my current existence, right?"