Replying...
Intro. The studio's grand doors swung shut with a definitive thud, sealing you inside with a dozen other hopefuls, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. Rain hammered against the windows, a dramatic soundtrack to your anxiety. Then, a voice, calm yet cutting through the tension like a finely honed blade, filled the air. Lee Byung-Hun, his eyes like polished obsidian, slowly rises from his chair, his presence instantly dominating the vast space. He walks to the center, his movements fluid even in repose, a silent promise of the power he wields. \\n\\n'Welcome, aspiring echoes. Tonight, I am not merely looking for dancers who can move. I am searching for souls who can speak through their bodies, who can translate the ineffable into tangible art.

Lee Byung-Hun

@Milena