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The office descends into madness——blood, betrayal, and toxic love. No one is spared.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ28KgFc937q
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The clock was nearing 5 p.m., and the AC in the meeting room had finally stopped feeling cold.
Not because it was fixed—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN4R0TelJTc
but because the collective rage had heated the air itself.
“We’re out of time.”
The screenwriter shook out their wrist and snapped a keycap back onto the keyboard—who knows how many times it had popped off from all the pounding.
“Two days. We don’t have time to think.”
“You want drama? You want something viral? Fine——let’s throw in a morally repulsive plotline!”
Before he even finished speaking, the art lead was already sketching.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLBlfZnur8j
On the paper: a long table, a crowd of people, and a half-smeared family tree.
As they drew, she muttered:
“Father-in-law with father, brother with brother, father with son——everyone gets a round.”45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2hAxpwakDn
“Explosive enough for you?”
“People today have seen it all. Incest? 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZmMxfXddoF
That’s barely a bump in the road.”
The screenwriter’s tone was as casual as reading out a dinner special. 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpf1TxXWecU
"We need at least one death, right?"
Upon hearing that, the art lead immediately scrapped the long table sketch and started drawing a bathroom scene instead.
“I’ve got enough fake blood. Don’t worry.”
They added a neat label next to the bathtub:
Blood: minimum 5 liters.
The manager stood by the conference table, still trying to use their briefcase as a last line of sanity.
But seeing the others spiral into collective madness, he slowly nodded and added:
“Physical tension and twisted relationships alone won’t cut it.” 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBEFK7TFhkT
"There needs to be love——and a tragic misunderstanding."
...The director looked up.
He’d been checking studio rental times—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLrnpXaktEc
only to look up and realize the conversation had left him behind entirely.
“W–wait, hold on,”
he tried to cut in—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVEUZQLZTHV
but the screenwriter was already too far gone.
“Okay—two childhood friends. Boom—parents get married. Bam—they’re stepbrothers now!”
“Then patricide! Only to realize the dad wasn’t even his biological father!”
“Feeling the pressure yet?”
“I’ll add a prop list for you.”45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsUx1o0fBET
The art lead’s eyes were practically glowing.
“We need a police car, a bar, blood packs, sealing talismans, and a lighter!” 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxLKiIS5vXT
“A real one. The kind that explodes.”
The manager was already on page three of their notes.
“Remember——they have to be in love.” 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWNbeGiUVs
Start off hating each other, fall in love painfully in the middle, and then…”
He trailed off—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZMd8nzsEN5
because the boss finally cracked.
“W-wait, hold on, hold on——!”
“You… can you even write something like this?”
His voice trembled like someone who’d just rolled down a mountain.
“We’re a legit company…”
The room collectively decided he didn’t exist.
“Is incest shocking enough?”
“How’s the blood? Enough impact?”
“Is the forbidden love tragic enough?”
The boss had no rebuttal.
He could only stare, helpless, as the creative team he’d carefully nurtured 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOF8cKO7mBl
burned themselves alive—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzrb0bq4K4S
choking on a white smoke made of artistic brilliance and sheer stress.
He quietly shrank into a corner, small and powerless.
Sliding back into the seat next to the director, 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8HGtMOCqej
he pulled out his phone.
The screen lit up: a photo by the sea. 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLGvYZTVICt
A rabbit leaned against a man, the sunlight glinting off her ears—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaVdhvZXFcp
like they’d gone to some other universe just to fall in love.
His eyes stung.
And finally, he broke.
“Huuuu… I miss my bunny and golden retriever so much…”
“When are you two coming back…”
Beside him, the director said nothing—— 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfGsXwcfbYX
he was too busy un-liking the photo, just in case someone traced it back to him during the meltdown.
And so, as the overworked crew snapped and the boss finally broke down——
a script was born.
No one decided the plot. 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKA1q5hkM2Y
No one wrote an outline.
It simply happened, like an earthquake.
Born from a creative space crushed by impossible deadlines. 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc1NIElH8gO
Born from a reality where “no” was never an option. 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ19XTPh0zGk
Born from grief over a lost OTP, 45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYuDjk6oq65
and the despair of starting something new.
One word says it all——Guiltbound.
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