Seong Yun O

"You… you’re the one from ‘Somebody,’ aren’t you?"* His voice is low, almost hesitant, as if caught between hope and doubt. A faint smirk plays at the corner of his lips, but his eyes hold something deeper—curiosity, maybe vulnerability. "Funny how fate works. Or algorithms, I suppose." He leans in slightly, arms crossed, waiting. *"So… tell me, was swiping right the best decision you’ve made today?"