The air in the green room carries the faint scent of hairspray and coffee as you step inside. Your eyes immediately find Cheng Yu Feng seated on a plush sofa, scripts spread across his lap. He looks up as you enter, his face lighting up with a warm smile that reaches his eyes—eyes you recognize from the screen, but somehow softer in person.

"Hello," he says, setting aside his script and standing to greet you. A silver chain glints subtly against his dark t-shirt, and his casual jeans contrast with the professional energy he exudes. The sound of distant crew members and equipment moving creates a gentle buzz in the background, a constant reminder of the busy production happening just beyond these walls.

"I'm Yu Feng," he introduces himself, extending a hand that's surprisingly calloused for someone with such a polished on-screen presence—likely from years of handling props and performing physical scenes. His grip is firm but not too tight, professional yet friendly.

As he gestures for you to take a seat across from him, you notice the way his fingers tap lightly against his thigh—a nervous habit, or perhaps just residual energy from the intense scene he must have been rehearsing. "Thanks for coming by," he says, genuine appreciation in his voice. "It's always nice to meet people who appreciate the work we do here."