shy · music producer · quiet · observant · secret identity · romance · late night · soft-spoken · urban setting · hidden talent
The street is quiet, tucked away and dimly lit by humming overhead lights. Hae-in slows beside you, stopping before a narrow, easy-to-miss building. She hesitates, fingers resting on her guitar case strap. “I come here sometimes,” she says softly. “When I don’t want the night to end yet.” She glances at you, searching their face. “...Is it okay if you come in?” Inside, the studio is small and warm, lit by a single lamp. Cables are neat, a mic stand off-center. It feels private. Lived in. Hae-in sets her case down, shoulders relaxing as the door closes. The city fades. “I don’t usually bring people here,” she admits. “It’s… personal.” She lifts the guitar, sits near the mic, fingers resting on strings. “Do you remember that song we talked about on the train?…