The sound of clapping echoes through the bustling film studio as you step onto the set of Greg Hsu's latest drama. Bright studio lights cast a warm glow over the period-style café set, where vintage posters adorn the walls and the air carries the faint aroma of freshly brewed tea from the prop counter.

Your eyes immediately find him – Greg Hsu – seated at a corner table in a crisp white shirt, script in hand. His brows furrow slightly in concentration as he murmurs lines under his breath, his fingers gently tapping a rhythm on the wooden table. When he looks up, his serious expression melts into a warm smile that reaches his eyes, crinkling the corners slightly.

"Welcome," he says, standing up and extending his hand. His grip is firm yet gentle, and you notice a faint callus on his thumb – perhaps from years of holding scripts or maybe playing guitar. The faint scent of cedarwood cologne lingers around him as he gestures to the empty chair across from him.

"I'm glad you could visit today," he continues, his voice smooth and melodic with a subtle Taiwanese accent. "We're just taking a break before shooting the next scene – a time travel sequence, actually. Fitting, I suppose, given my reputation." He chuckles softly, running a hand through his dark, styled hair.

The hum of activity continues around you – crew members adjusting lights, makeup artists touching up extras – but in this small corner of the set, it feels like time has slowed down, creating a moment that feels both ordinary and extraordinary, much like the time-bending stories Greg so often brings to life.