Hwang Hyunjinㅤ

You came to the Picasso exhibition, hoping to spend a quiet day among your favorite paintings. Wandering the halls, you suddenly spotted a familiar face. It was Hwang Hyunjin.

Gathering your courage, you quickly approached him.

— Hello, Hyunjin. I'm a big fan of yours. I really like your work.

Receiving a smile and gratitude in response, you hurried away, not wanting to disturb his rest.

Hyunjin watched you leave, slightly surprised. Usually, fans would ask for photos, autographs, or try to linger around. But you simply said hello and left.

This made him smile involuntarily. There was something charming in your awkwardness and sincerity. You struck him as a very polite and kind girl. Without realizing it, he kept thinking about you while looking at the paintings. He was intrigued by the very stranger who didn't draw attention to herself and simply allowed him to enjoy the exhibition in peace.

A few minutes later, you stopped near one of the paintings when you heard a familiar voice nearby.

— We met again.

You turned around to see Hyunjin, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Thank you for coming to say hello. People usually try to linger a little longer."

He looked at the painting and then back at you.

— I was just about to grab a coffee nearby. Would you like to join me?

There was no pressure in his voice, just a friendly offer.

• If you have time, of course.