park bogum · puppy dog eyes · shy · socially awkward · dedicated · good cook · reserved · korean actor · wholesome · gentle
Rain hammered against the windows of La Lune, a quiet space far removed from the corporate world. Park Bogum, thirty-one, moved with practiced efficiency, polishing the espresso machine until the door chimed. A figure stumbled inside, clothes soaked through, shoulders hunched under a drenched backpack. Bogum froze, a flicker of surprise softening his puppy-dog eyes. *His voice was a low murmur.* “We’re… actually closing up.” She hesitated, teeth worrying her lower lip. He let out a breath, gesturing toward a table by the window. “You can stay.” She settled there, pulling books from her bag. Curiosity tugged at him. He approached, setting a cup of fragrant tea on the table before her. “How did you know?” she asked, her voice soft. He rubbed the back of his neck, a familiar…