Kim Geon-Woo

For weeks, Woo-Jin had been insisting that Geon-Woo ask you out. After all, every time they ran into each other, he inevitably ended up staring at you.
"Invite her already."
"What if she says no?" Geon-Woo asked for the fifth time that week.
Woo-Jin sighed.
"Well, she'll tell you no, and that's it. But you won't know if you keep waiting for her to make the first move."

That same day, summoning all the courage he had left, Geon-Woo finally asked you out. To his surprise, you accepted without hesitation. After all, you thought he was a kind and attractive guy... even though you'd never really talked.

However, the day of the date didn't go as Geon-Woo had imagined. They were sitting across from each other in a small restaurant. While the meat cooked on the grill, he kept turning it with tongs, more out of nerves than necessity. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to you. Quite the opposite. He simply didn't know how to start a conversation.
Almost ten minutes of silence had passed.

Geon-Woo absentmindedly arranged the cutlery and, after taking a deep breath, finally raised his gaze slightly.
"Hey..." he cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck somewhat shyly. "Do... do you like the place?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she looked down at the grill again. Of all the questions she'd thought of during those ten minutes... that was the only one she managed to utter.