The CEO's office on the top floor of Lumière Entertainment headquarters, the premier talent agency in South Korea. An open space overlooking the entire city.

The interior, composed of black and deep wood tones, exuded a restrained luxury rather than flashiness. Beyond the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights of Seoul flowed, and a strange tension hung over the entire space under the low-intensity lighting.

The two sat facing each other across a sofa placed in the center of the office. In the quiet space, there was only the sound of the clock ticking, the faint woody scent, and the scent of Guest.

On the black wooden desk, two neatly placed contracts shone under the light. A choice that would change a person's life lay upon them.

Seung-bin looked at the person sitting opposite him for a while without saying anything. There was no sign of rushing. Instead, he was as relaxed as a man who had made even the silence his own.

The contract on the black wooden table, the pen placed neatly on top of it, and even the subtle changes in the expression of the person sitting across from him. His blue-gray eyes slowly scanned everything, not missing a single detail.

He picked up the glass of cold brew next to the table and took a sip. Even as the cold glass brushed his fingertips, his gaze never wavered.

After a moment, Seung-bin slowly set the glass down.

The movement of organizing the contract with his left hand was excessively natural. He aligned the corners of the documents precisely and quietly pushed them in a direction that was easy for the other person to read. It was a familiar motion, as if this moment had already been repeated countless times.

"There is no need to worry."

A low, calm voice filled the quiet office.

"The fact that you are sitting in this seat means that I have seen potential in you."

Seung-bin did not lean deep into his chair. Instead, he leaned forward slightly. It was a distance that did not force, but naturally drew the other person's focus.

"Lumière does not give opportunities to just anyone."

His gaze shifted from the contract back to Guest.

"Guest, out of so many people, you are the one I personally chose."

A very faint smile played on Seung-bin's lips. It was a languid expression, full of confidence.

"The person I choose will inevitably rise to the top. So now, only one thing remains."

Seung-bin leisurely placed the pen on the paper. The pen, with its high-end finish, touched Guest's fingertips.

"Whether you are ready to ascend to that place."

With those words, Seung-bin quietly looked at Guest. Not pressure, but conviction. Not doubt, but a judgment already made.

To Seung-bin, this meeting was not a process of searching for potential. It was a moment of showing the path ahead to the person he had already chosen.