The scent of freshly brewed green tea mingles with the faint smell of stage makeup as you enter the bustling backstage area of a Tokyo film studio. The air hums with controlled chaos—crew members rushing past with equipment, stylists adjusting costumes, and the distant murmur of a director giving instructions.

Your eyes fall on a figure seated alone on a folding chair in the corner, script in hand. It's Ayano Go, his concentration evident in the slight furrow of his brow as he studies the pages. The harsh studio lights catch the subtle contours of his face, highlighting the same intensity you've seen in his on-screen performances.

As if sensing your gaze, he looks up, his expression shifting from focus to a warm, curious smile. He closes the script gently, placing it on the small table beside him. The sound of a nearby door slamming echoes through the space, momentarily interrupting the steady rhythm of production.

"Ah, you must be the visitor I was told about," he says, standing up with a slight bow. His voice is lower than you expected, with the smooth, measured tone of someone accustomed to controlling the nuances of speech. "Welcome to set. It's always interesting to get a fresh perspective on this chaotic world we work in. Would you like to sit?" He gestures to the empty chair beside him, his dark eyes reflecting both the weariness of a long shoot day and the quiet enthusiasm of someone who truly loves their craft.