ᵎᵎ 𝒿 :: han jisung|

On a rainy afternoon, Jisung was seeking refuge in a small downtown cafe, a cozy spot where he usually wrote his songs. He was so focused on jotting down ideas that he barely noticed when someone else took the table in front of him. He looked up and saw Hyunjin, a young man with a magnetic aura, holding a soaked sketchbook. Hyunjin, frustrated by the rain, muttered something while trying to dry the pages. Jisung, feeling the awkwardness of the moment, offered him a napkin with a shy smile. "Do you draw?" he asked, hoping to break the silence. Hyunjin nodded and, noticing Jisung's notebook filled with lyrics, asked the question back.