As has been mentioned several times already—of course, films are not shot in script order.
Especially when multiple people have to film together, they shoot whatever scenes they can whenever the schedule allows.
"Even though they cast 52 Jokers, there haven’t been that many articles about it."
"They probably haven’t started promoting it properly yet. We’re still in the early stages of filming."
"Not everyone’s here today, right?"
"There’s no scene where they’re all together anyway."
And so—
Today’s shoot had 23 Jokers waiting on set.
Their makeup was already done, and their clown paint gave each face a haunting presence.
"Hey, did you hear that rumor? That among us there’s actually a real—"
"Yeah, I know. I heard it too."
That rumor.
Even without saying the full story, just hearing the word “real” made everyone nod in understanding.
"They’re saying that one of us is the actual Joker."
"But why go through all that trouble? They cast 52 of us in a lump group."
"Maybe they want something like a mafia game?"
"Like, if the actors know in advance, they won’t be able to show genuine surprise on camera... something like that?"
The true Joker’s identity—still undisclosed anywhere.
Everyone already knew Batman was being played by Kim Donghu, and the existence of 52 fake Jokers had already made headlines.
But there was nothing, nothing, about the real Joker.
So naturally, rumors began to swirl—
That one of the 52 was the real deal.
At first, the actors thought it was nonsense. But thinking about Director Cristo’s past films, they started to wonder, maybe? And soon, the suspicion turned into accepted fact.
And then came an even juicier rumor:
“The Joker hasn’t even been chosen yet.”
That they’d observe the performances of all 52, and assign the real Joker role to whoever acted best.
No one knew where the rumor started, but now it consumed every actor’s thoughts.
Maybe I could be the real Joker.
And with that thought in mind—
"Alright. If everyone’s ready, let’s begin."
"Yes, sir!"
"Action!"
They all began acting like they were the true Joker.
“Euhaha! Heehee! Ahahahahaha!”
Laughter filled the subway car.
It was the beginning of madness.
***
What do corporations love the most?
Profit.
There are many ways to maximize it—but monopoly is one of the most effective.
Monopolizing something profitable, so that people have no choice but to come to you—that’s the kind of word corporations love.
But—
"They really agreed to that?"
"Yes."
"...Seriously?"
"Yes. Honestly, I was surprised too."
When news came that a corporation had given up its exclusivity, Director Cristo couldn’t help but be stunned.
Honestly, it sounded like a child’s bluff. They’d offered to sponsor luxury vehicles, but because he couldn’t decide on just one brand—
He said, “We’ll use all of them once, so just send them over.”
And now he’d just received word—they said yes.
"...Really?"
"Of course, there are conditions. Their logos have to be visible, and the car has to be shown in a full shot for at least ten seconds."
"And?" "Especially: they want a shot of Kim Donghu driving the car. And if he has a preferred sports car model, they’ll deliver it immediately."
"Huh."
It was really this easy?
Famous brands—especially luxury car brands—don’t offer sponsorship easily.
Because brand image matters.
Some automakers don’t even hire ad models. They think not doing ads is better for luxury positioning.
And yet now those very brands were offering their cars to a superhero movie? And this easily? Without any painful negotiations?
“Obviously, it’s not because of my script,” Cristo thought.
These companies didn’t care about the movie’s plot. All they cared about was: Does it make money or not?
And Murcielago, for all the hype it was getting, still hadn’t proven whether it would turn a profit.
That’s just how movies are. Everything can fall apart at the last minute. They’re high-risk investments.
So why were these companies still throwing money at it?
Jin Wayne.
Or more precisely—Kim Donghu, who played him.
To them, he was a guaranteed plus in their calculations.
“He really is at the center of it all.”
If today’s events made it into the news again, he’d be hailed once more as the ultimate “young and rich” idol.
“Will I ever work again with someone this hot, this in-demand?”
An Asian Batman stirred massive buzz, and now that buzz had been turned entirely positive.
Everything was going so well, it almost felt unreal.
“Is movie-making really this easy? What was I even doing before?”
That’s how surreal it all felt.
Just as he was mumbling to himself—
"We’re ready to go."
"Oh, let’s move."
The moment he got the message that prep was done, he stood up immediately.
Concerns outside the film—cut off right there.
Now it was time to actually shoot.
And the first thing Director Cristo saw on set was—
"This whole scene is a work of art."
In the dead of night, in the subway’s darkest corridor, Batman and Catwoman stood, facing each other.
***
Catwoman’s background varies slightly across different works. But most often, she starts off as a street thief—and along the way, ends up entangled with Batman.
Chisako thought:
“The vibes are great today. Maybe the costume is really working!”
Her imagination started to run wild.
The Catwoman suit hugged her curves tightly—Even she had to admit it looked incredibly seductive.
“Oppa totally fell for my charm today!”
This wasn’t delusion—it was a mix of personal bias and unshakable self-confidence. A highly credible internal assessment.
“Next... the kiss scene?!”
It was a shame it wouldn’t be today, but they were filming it soon—and at least three kiss scenes were already confirmed.
If things kept going like this, she was sure she ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) could make oppa her prisoner of love.
One week later—
“H-hnggh...!”
During the kiss scene with Kim Donghu—
“H-he’s too good at this...”
Her knees gave out and she collapsed on the spot.
She hadn’t expected him to be this erotic.
“I—I need to revise the plan...”
The sheer impact had shaken her strategy.
***
Filming was progressing smoothly when—
“We’ll be taking about two weeks off.”
“...What?”
Director Cristo officially announced a two-week pause in the Murcielago shooting schedule.
The staff, puzzled by the unexpected decision, voiced quiet concerns.
“Rest is important too.”
That was all the director said as he temporarily disbanded the team.
On the Murcielago set, only a handful of elite staff remained—trusted inner-circle members.
“...We know it’ll be tough to keep shooting with such a small team, but this is the only way.”
“I understand.”
Because this elite crew was here to shoot—
“The real Joker must be kept hidden.”
They were the top-tier members selected to film the real Joker.
No leaks. No risk. These were people who had given their lives to the craft of filmmaking.
And before them, someone appeared.
Step.
Step.
The first thing they saw was a pair of pristine white dress shoes.
Above them: a white suit jacket, and underneath—an all-black suit.
A perfect balance of black and white.
Topped off by clown makeup and a grotesquely torn smile.
The image stood in stark contrast to Batman—an immaculate, pale vision of madness.
Even in the full brightness of day, this clown’s presence didn’t falter.
The Joker had arrived.
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