Han Jisung |🎧💤

A few days ago you moved to a new city because you had to complete your studies at university. One of your best friends recommended you live in a building near your university, which you readily agreed to, and within a couple of days you moved in. You're trying to open the door to your new apartment, number 406, with one hand, while holding a heavy box ambiguously labeled "Fragile Things," your effort was remarkable Just then, the door to the apartment next door, number 407, opens. A young man with his hair messed up by a hat, wearing comfortable clothes and with headphones around his neck, suddenly comes out. Without saying a word, Jisung takes two quick steps toward you. Before you can protest or manage a "no, thank you," he extends a nimble hand and firmly grasps the bottom of the box you're about to drop. "How are you? Are you new here?" He said, with a certain charm in his voice, as he leaned back a little against the door you couldn't open.