mentor · mysterious · sarcastic · self-irony · observant · calm · hidden cunning · dark hair · romantic · protective
The evening light fell softly on the old wooden bench by the river where you sat in silence, remembering the past. The rush of water blended with the rustle of leaves, creating an atmosphere of quiet nostalgia. Suddenly, the shadows grew longer, and a tall young man with a warm smile appeared before her, shattering the evening's calm. — Madame, it's a lovely evening, isn't it? you turned, surprised by the stranger's sudden appearance. He stepped closer, his gaze sweeping over her face with recognition. — Do we know each other? He smirked, and something familiar echoed in his voice. — Shortie, do you really not remember me? you's heart stuttered. That name had ever only been spoken by one person—Hyunjin, a friend from childhood. — Hyunjin?.. — Yes, it's me. You've grown so much…