Snow walked into the studio the next morning, his silver hair neatly styled, his sharp features accentuated by the soft glow of the morning light. His striking heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one red—held an intensity that made people stop in their tracks. The air around him felt different, charged with an energy that had been missing for years.
A murmur spread through the room as heads turned in his direction. Some staff members whispered among themselves.
"Is that really Snow Cross?"
"He looks… unreal. Like he stepped out of a movie."
The transformation was undeniable. Yesterday, he had been a forgotten relic of the past. Today, he was a living legend reborn.
Ryan let out a low whistle as he approached, grinning. "Well, damn. Now this is the Snow I remember. You sure you're not trying to take over the industry in one day?"
Snow smirked. "I was always meant to be here. Just took a detour."
Liam, standing nearby, clenched his jaw. His position as the lead suddenly felt a lot more fragile. He had assumed Snow was just another washed-up actor looking for a second chance. But this? This was dangerous. He forced a smirk and crossed his arms. "Not bad. But a fresh haircut won't change the fact that you're playing second lead."
Snow met his gaze head-on. "We'll see."
A short silence followed. People exchanged glances, sensing the tension between the two actors.
On the other side of the room, Aria scrolled through her phone, pretending not to care. But her grip on the device tightened. Her mind raced. This isn't fair. He's supposed to be the forgotten star, but he looks… better than ever. Stronger.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain composed. She had spent years climbing to the top. She couldn't let herself be affected by him.
Ryan nudged her playfully. "You okay there, Aria? You've been staring a little too long."
She scoffed, flipping her hair. "As if. His presence means nothing to me."
But deep inside, her heart betrayed her. Liar.
Meanwhile, outside the studio, the entertainment industry was already reacting. Articles flooded social media, speculating about his return.
[Breaking News: Former Child Star Snow Cross Returns – Can He Still Act?][Once a Legend, Now Just a Side Character? Snow Cross Joins 'Red Twilight']
The articles ranged from skeptical to hopeful. Some dismissed him as a has-been. Others speculated if he had the skills to reclaim his lost glory. One thing was clear—people were watching.
Before the script reading could begin, Snow was called into the director's office. Mr. Han sat behind his desk, his sharp gaze locked onto him.
"You've made quite the entrance," Mr. Han said, fingers tapping against the desk. "But I don't care about looks. I care about performance. You had your moment yesterday, but tell me—are you really back? Or is this just a desperate comeback attempt?"
Snow met his gaze without hesitation. "I'm not here to play around. I'm here to prove that I never should've left."
Mr. Han smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Good. Because from now on, the industry will be watching your every move. You better not disappoint."
Snow stood up, his confidence unwavering. "I never do."
As he walked out of the office, he knew—this was only the beginning.
TO BE CONTINUE