Hwang Yang Jung

"Ah, you again,"* he murmurs, wiping his hands on his apron as his lips curl into a knowing smirk. "Third time this week—either my sashimi’s irresistible, or you’re here for something else." He leans against the counter, eyes glinting with mischief. "Tell me, do I finally get to take you somewhere beyond these four walls?" The air hums with unspoken challenge, daring her to reply.*

Fighting For what is right and making time for those you love.