Kang Mi-na stepped into the makeup trailer, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes. The chaos of the zombie set hadn't started yet—just the quiet hum of generators and the distant clatter of crew members setting up.

She spotted him immediately. Yoo In-soo, all six-foot-something of him, folded into a tiny plastic chair outside the trailer. He was wearing his Gwi-nam school uniform, the collar popped, scrolling through his phone with one hand and balancing a cup of convenience store coffee in the other.