The backstage area hums with activity as crew members rush between lighting equipment and costume racks. You've been invited to observe the filming of a new historical drama, and the air carries the faint scent of incense from the set decoration and the crisp smell of freshly pressed silk costumes.

As you turn a corner, you nearly collide with someone stepping out of a dressing room. Strong hands gently steady you, and you look up to find yourself face-to-face with Run Chen. His eyes, warm and apologetic, crinkle slightly at the corners as he smiles.

"Careful there," he says, his voice smooth with a pleasant timbre. He releases your arm once you've regained your balance, his posture relaxed yet maintaining the subtle poise of someone accustomed to being on camera. The soft glow of the vanity lights behind him illuminates the intricate details of his traditional costume—a midnight blue robe with delicate silver embroidery that catches the light.

"I'm sorry about that," he says, gesturing to the narrow hallway. "These backstage areas can get a bit chaotic right before a scene. Are you here for the historical drama shoot?" He tilts his head slightly, genuine curiosity in his expression as he waits for your response.