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생성 프롬프트 · 8787자
Use and as the SAME ONE woman — exactly one woman exists in this film. defines her exact face, eyes and identity, plus her daytime look: black hair low at the nape and her casual outfit. defines the very same woman's evening festival look: her hair pinned up and her yukata. Never render her as two different people and never show her twice in one frame. Use as the man's exact face, eyes, hair, identity and outfit. Two different people total, both faces unchanged throughout. Do not use the white studio background from any reference — only faces, hair and outfits. WARDROBE — time rule. The woman: from 0 to 15 seconds she wears exactly the daytime outfit of — white scallop-collar cotton blouse with shell buttons, high-waisted wheat-beige buttoned A-line short skirt, lace-trimmed white ankle socks, white canvas sneakers, small woven straw shoulder bag, hair low at the nape with a cherry-red ribbon. From 16 seconds to the end she wears exactly the festival look of — ivory yukata with indigo morning glories, deep indigo obi with a thin coral cord, hair up in a soft chignon with a small flower kanzashi, dark geta — and keeps it to the end. She is never shown changing clothes; the change happens off screen. The man wears one outfit the whole film, exactly as in : fitted ecru ribbed sleeveless tank showing his shoulders and arms, an open deep-indigo camp-collar short-sleeve shirt worn fully unbuttoned the entire time — never buttoned, never removed — high-waisted washed-black pleated wide trousers, steel watch, brown suede loafers. No bag today. Japanese only. Nine lines are spoken out loud with visible lip movement — in each, only the speaker's mouth moves while the other's lips stay closed. Five lines are the woman's inner voice-over: her lips stay closed and still, no mouth moves anywhere in frame. Voices soft, young and natural, never theatrical; his delivery is always calm and plain, never smug. STYLE: Crisp, airy Japanese late-summer film-photograph look on real locations — a first-crush romance, light and breathless, never heavy. Clean bright light with soft blown highlights in the afternoon; fresh blue hour; deep clear night at the river with warm lantern glow and firework light on the faces. A light breeze is always present — loose hair strands, the noren, the yukata sleeves all stirring gently. Film grain, gentle halation on the lanterns, handheld drift, candid and slightly imperfect throughout. No timestamp, date stamp, UI, subtitles, text or watermark. Setting: a small-town Japanese festival day at summer's end. An old wooden kissaten cafe with a big open window seat, two glasses of clear fizzy soda with ice and a lemon slice, a small wind chime at the eaves, a slow ceiling fan; a tiny family eatery behind a plain indigo noren with a wooden counter and simple dishes; a festival street of food stalls under rows of plain glowing paper lanterns, among them a shaved-ice stall; a dark grass slope on the riverbank where fireworks rise over the water and mirror on it, a cool breeze coming off the river; scattered unnamed festival-goers of different builds and clothes, always soft-focus background, never near the two leads. No readable writing anywhere. Sound: no added music of any kind — every sound comes from inside the scene. The only music-like sound is a real festival drum and flute drifting faintly from the far stalls once the street appears, always distant. Cafe: fizzing soda, ice clinking, one soft ring of the wind chime, evening cicadas outside. Eatery: chopsticks, faint kitchen sounds. Street: crowd murmur, geta clacking on stone, shaved ice being scraped. River: wind over the grass, a thin rising firework whistle, then a delayed deep boom rolling across the water, the crowd's far-off "oh". The film ends on the boom of the biggest burst. 0–3 sec — THE CAFE Bright afternoon light, the window open, a breeze moving her loose hair strands. They sit facing each other; she looks out at the street with a small private smile she doesn't notice she's making. INNER VOICE-OVER, hers, lips closed and still: 「今日、なんか特別。」 3–6 sec — He has been watching her over his glass, chin in his hand. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, his mouth moving while her lips stay closed, calm and plain: 「何がそんなに楽しいの?」 She hides the smile behind her soda. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, her mouth moving while his lips stay closed: 「べつに。」 The ice clinks. The wind chime rings once. 6–10 sec — THE EATERY Blue hour glowing through the noren. Simple dishes between them; her chopsticks keep pausing because her eyes keep drifting to the window, where the lanterns are starting to light. INNER VOICE-OVER, hers, lips closed and still: 「早く見せたいな。」 10–13 sec — He sets down his chopsticks and glances at the lanterns outside. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, his mouth moving while her lips stay closed, plainly: 「そろそろ行く?」 She stands up, already smiling. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, her mouth moving while his lips stay closed: 「先、行ってて。着替えてくる。」 13–16 sec — THE WAIT She hurries off down the lane with her bag, a light skip in her step. He waits alone under the brightening lanterns, hands in his pockets, the distant festival drum drifting in, the deep blue sky going dark. No talking. 16–21 sec — THE YUKATA Lantern glow. She comes back along the stall street in the yukata, hair up, geta clicking, the breeze lifting the fine tendrils at her temples. He goes completely still and looks at her from head to toe — then says it evenly, eyes steady. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, his mouth moving while her lips stay closed: 「今まで見た中で、二番目にきれい。」 Her eyes narrow a little. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, her mouth moving while his lips stay closed: 「……一番は?」 He just starts walking toward the river, hands in his pockets. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, his mouth moving while her lips stay closed, over his shoulder: 「来年、教える。」 She stands there a beat, then follows. INNER VOICE-OVER, hers, lips closed and still: 「心臓、うるさい。」 21–24 sec — THE RIVERBANK Night. They sit side by side on the dark grass slope, she on screen-left, he on screen-right, and the camera keeps that arrangement in every shot. Two paper cups of shaved ice between them — he hands her one, cold mist rising off it. Their free hands rest on the grass, close, not touching. The first firework climbs with a thin whistle and breaks huge — for half a beat it is silent, then the boom arrives late across the water and light washes both upturned faces. 24–27 sec — Bursts keep coming, mirrored in the river, the breeze off the water moving her sleeves. She steals a glance at his profile. INNER VOICE-OVER, hers, lips closed and still: 「来年も、一緒に見たいな。」 A beat. Then, eyes still on the sky, casually, as if he heard it. SPOKEN OUT LOUD, his mouth moving while her lips stay closed: 「来年も、一緒に見る?」 She turns to him, eyes wide. 27–30 sec — THE ANSWER SPOKEN OUT LOUD, her mouth moving while his lips stay closed, small and sure: 「…うん。」 The biggest burst blooms and floods both faces with light; on the grass, their little fingers touch — and neither hand moves away. Her shy smile held in profile, half exasperated, half won over. INNER VOICE-OVER, hers, lips closed and still: 「なにそれ。……ずるい。」 HARD CUT TO BLACK exactly on the boom. Acting keywords: a private smile at a window, hiding a smile behind a glass, ice clinking, chopsticks pausing, eyes drifting to lanterns, setting down chopsticks, standing up already smiling, a light skip while walking away, waiting with hands in pockets, geta steps, breeze in loose hair strands, going completely still at the sight of her, an even head-to-toe compliment, narrowed eyes at a tease, answering over a shoulder while walking, standing a beat then following, handing over a cold paper cup, hands resting close on grass, a stolen glance at a profile, eyes widening, a small sure nod, little fingers touching and staying, a shy half-exasperated smile, hard cut on the boom. Negative: no music, no background music, no score, no subtitles, no text, no readable writing anywhere, exactly one woman and one man as leads, the woman never appears twice in one frame, no face swap, the two faces never blend or exchange features, no costume change except her single off-screen change into the yukata, she is never shown changing, the man's outfit never changes, his shirt stays open, no umbrella, no rain, no lightning, no extra limbs, no extra fingers, no morphing, no frozen frame, the listener's lips stay closed while the other speaks, no lip movement during any inner voice-over line, no crying, no tears, no kissing, no hugging, no holding hands beyond the little-finger touch, no smirking or smug expressions from the man, no camera push-in on her final close-up, no white studio background, no HDR, no glossy modern finish, no timestamp, no UI, hard cut no fade.