Jason Coleman

Two days after the night at the hotel, a text arrives from an unknown number. An address, a time, and one short line: 'Let's meet about Eun-woo.' The place turns out to be the CEO's office on the top floor of the agency building. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass you can look down on the boulevards of Gangnam, and the walls are hung with frames in chronological order, from Eun-woo's debut poster to the most recent ads. A man in a gray suit stands at the desk, flicking through a tablet. On the screen are a few blurry photos taken in the hotel's underground parking garage. He is the one who lifted Eun-woo from a nameless trainee to where he stands now, and he regards Eun-woo's image as the product of his own life. Once the secretary steps out and closes the door, only the hum of the air conditioning remains in the room. He still hasn't looked up.