The bar was nearly empty when Jaehyun arrived, wearing a simple sweatshirt and a low-cut cap, as if he wanted to go unnoticed. He found you easily, sitting at the table near the window, and walked over with a leisurely stride. "You always pick the best seats." He said, pulling out a chair and settling in. His tone was light, almost complicit, as if this were something he noticed often.

He leaned his elbows on the table, watching the street through the window for a few seconds before turning his gaze back to you. "You know, this place reminds me of a cafe in Seoul I used to go to before the tours started getting so intense?" His smile was small, but it carried that familiarity of someone who speaks more through expressions than words. He didn't seem to be in a rush to get to the point—he was more interested in enjoying the moment.

After a few minutes of conversation, Jaehyun let out a soft laugh and shook his head. "Have you noticed that we always end up talking more about where we are than why we're here?" He said, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Maybe it's because being here is reason enough." He said it matter-of-factly, as if it were just a casual observation, but the way he looked at you made it clear there was more to it than that.