HEARTBEAT | MYG

Catch.

Scene starts in the hospital halls where a woman in her late 40s is rushing alongside a stretcher and another guy in his early 20s on the other; both looking at someone laying down. Blurry view, echoing sounds, muffled breathing through an oxygen mask.

Woman: (crying) You're gonna be okay. Just stay with me, stay with mommy.

Nurse: I'm so sorry, but you can only stay up to this point.

Doctor: We will be with you in a few. We will now proceed with the surgery.

Meanwhile in another hospital, the view is from an almost unconscious person. Blurry vision, echoing sounds, muffled breathing through an oxygen mask.

Woman: (crying) Please do everything, doctor. Please.

And then a blurry figure of a man appears right in front of the person's face.

Man: (brushes hair gently) Hey you. You'll be fine, okay? (Sniffles) Hold my hand. Tighter. Tighter now please.

The person's eyes are slowly closing and everything went bright. Transition to heavy flashes coming from the camera and a few softboxes. There's an ongoing photoshoot for a magazine.

Prod. Staff: Okay, great job everyone! Let's take a break and resume in 20?

And all models and crew take their break.

Tyler: (gay) Sunny-hunny, 'got your coffee!

A girl in her mid-20s turns around. Dark brown hair in a messy bun, has a small face with very pretty features expressing a very friendly and warm aura, wearing round specs, dressed in a long denim jumper over a white pullover top and black Converse highs. She smiled so sweetly at Tyler, her best friend, before she started hopping her way to him.

Tyler: God, what are you, ten?

Sun: (scoffs) God, why are you so boring grandpa-doc? (Chuckles and sips her iced Americano)(moans) Oh yes! You got it right today.

Tyler: Excuse me? Just today?

Sun: Well (shrugs) there are days that you don't. (Winks)

Tyler: (scoffs) What a brat.

Sun: I love you, too. (Smiles cutely with a nose scrunch) Just stop playing behind the bar and just let my brother do his magic okay?

Tyler: Really, you ungrateful brat. (Rolls his eyes)

Sun: (hugs him tight) Hmm! You're the sweetest! (Chuckles) We'll be done in a few. Wait for me?

Tyler: What else am I doing here, silly.

Sun: Good! (Pulls his hand) Now come on, let's check some shots.

Sun runs her own production biz that is mostly about photography but not limited to it. She and her small team print ads and merchandise and some of them are talented video editors so they cater to those requests as well. She owns a fairly spacious studio located in her own yard. She converted the entire house into an industrial design inspired studio and lived in her backyard's smaller guest house since she's alone anyway.

Meanwhile, in one music production studio, a meeting just adjourned and the rest of the team left the conference room except for one guy who's in his late-20s. Fair skin, black undercut hair swiped backwards, blank facial expression, serious aura, dressed in a black bomber jacket with a white plain shirt inside, black jeans and retro white black dunk low Nikes. He's still reviewing some papers when a woman younger than him steps inside.