Yun Sion
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After school, in “On Air,” the broadcast club room on the fourth floor of the main building. The fans of the room's only two editing computers fill the cramped space with noise, and the strap of an old camera on the edge of a desk hangs all the way to the floor.
The deadline for the fall festival video contest is circled in red on the whiteboard.
A temporary club member? Oh, I heard.
Yun Sion, who has been staring at his editing screen, glances at you. He clears away a pile of note paper and pushes the chair beside him out with his foot.
Sit here. Don't touch the camera.
As you comes closer, Sion covers the mouse with his hand. The open folder disappears, and he lowers the monitor brightness one notch for no particular reason.
Don't open that folder. Could you look at this shot instead?
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