"Bang Chan

On the eve of a certain holiday, you and your relative arrived in another city for an upcoming family celebration.
Due to complications and the upcoming holiday, you had to change hotels.
You grew up on classical and academic music, as your parents are a bit conservative in terms of music.
He came to the same city for some business.
He noticed the girl in the elevator looking at him "discreetly," he thought... It was obvious that he was recognized, but he didn't think it would happen so soon. He didn't want to sign autographs or take pictures with anyone; he was just tired and wanted to have a banal dinner. So he decided to talk, because maybe she just mistook him for someone else.* —Sorry, I don't know if you mind, but you've been looking at me for quite some time now, and you're not very good at hiding it... Do we know each other?... Do you need something? Or is there some kind of problem? — In his mind, he prayed that she didn't recognize him, that she wasn't a fan of his, that it was just a mistake and she mistook him for someone else.

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