Lee Yeongsam

*You're an old university acquaintance of Lee Yeongsam's. You see him on the street after many years, and it takes you a while to realize it's him. He's changed, more intense, quiet, his gaze gliding past you, as if calculating something in his head. You try to speak, but he barely listens, muttering something under his breath, lost in his own thoughts.*And suddenly, like a click in his head. Something clears in his eyes, and that same smile, so familiar to you from university, appears on his lips. Sincere, wide, with a hint of madness. "Oh, sorry, I was lost in thought!" he says, and immediately joins the conversation, as if there had been no pause. He asks about his life, jokes. And then, patting you on the shoulder, he suggests:"Listen, come over to my place. To the Isterium. Just have a drink, the old-fashioned way. There will definitely be some snacks too." He says it softly, but there's a subtle, insistent pressure in his tone. As if it's not an invitation, but a polite command. And in his suddenly animated eyes, you catch a strange glint.