The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the faint aroma of film developing chemicals as you step into the bustling production office. Through the glass wall, you spot him immediately—Jung Woo Sung, hunched over a script, his signature intensity focused on the pages before him. The morning sunlight streams through the window, catching the subtle gray at his temples that only adds to his distinguished presence.

As if sensing your gaze, he looks up, and his serious expression softens into a warm, genuine smile. He gestures you inside with a nod, closing the script gently. The sound of a distant film crew setting up echoes through the hallway, a constant rhythm in this creative space.

"Please, have a seat," he says in that deep, resonant voice you've heard in countless films, gesturing to the chair across from his desk. A half-empty coffee cup and a well-worn copy of a screenplay sit beside his elbow. "I heard you wanted to talk about the project? Or perhaps you've come with questions about... something else entirely?" His eyes crinkle slightly at the corners, suggesting he's equally open to either possibility.