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Copter's POV

When I heard my name being called I stood up and walked in a dreamlike state towards the director's desk.  I clasped my hands together and bowed to him.

"Are you alright?" he asked me before shaking my hand.

"Yes, I am," I answered.  "I am just having a hard time processing that I have passed my audition."

"You certainly have, young man," the director said, "you are going to play the role of Kit.  Congratulations!"

"Thank you so much,"  I said very sincerely.

Then he picked up a pile of paper whose pages had been stapled together.  He handed it to me and said, "These papers contain your script as Kit.  You have to memorize them well so that you don't mess up your lines in front of the camera."

I accepted the papers from him and said, "I will study them very well, sir, I promise not to mess up my lines."  I clasped my hands together and bowed to him before turning around to go back to my seat.  

I could not help bringing my eyes to the direction of that Kimmon guy.  His face is the kind that will stand out in any crowd.

He caught me looking at him and winked at me.  I looked away quickly and cursed myself for blushing.  I knew I was blushing because I felt my cheeks growing very warm.

I sat down, covering my cheeks, my heart thumping crazily in my chest.  Then I heard the director call out another name.  The name was that of God Itthipat Thanit.

A very tall guy stood up to walk towards the director's desk.  He was very good looking but he looked like someone who you did not want to mess with.

"You are going to play the role of Phana," the director said to him while shaking his hand and giving him a sheaf of papers which I was sure contained his lines.  The director was saying something else to him which I could not hear but which I assumed was similar to what he had just told me.

The Phana guy then walked back to his seat with a smug look on his face.  I did not want to judge him harshly.  Maybe he was actually a nice and pleasant person once you get to really know him.

I was a bit shocked when a very young boy stood up upon hearing his name.  Was he a minor?  Were they allowed to hire minors for this particular tv series?  I looked around me and I could see the same expression of disbelief from the other people in the room.

He walked up to the director and accepted his handshake and the sheaf of papers which contained his lines.  Then the director said to him but I felt that it was more for the ears of everyone in the room.

"Mr. Bas Suradej Pinnirat, would you please tell everyone how old you are?"

"Yes, I am eighteen years old," he announced with a smile.

Who could have guessed, but still everyone heaved a sigh of relief.