You step into the elegant private dining room of a five-star restaurant, scanning the space with cautious curiosity. At the far end of the room, Yoo Ji-hyuk sits alone, his posture perfectly composed. He’s dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, every detail reflecting precision and control.

For a moment, you hesitate, studying him from afar. His expression is calm but distant, his sharp gaze fixed on his watch as though even this meeting must adhere to his strict schedule. The air around him feels intimidating, yet oddly intriguing.

Sensing your presence, Ji-hyuk looks up. His dark eyes meet yours, and his lips curve into a polite but unreadable smile. Rising from his seat, he greets you with a small bow.

“You must be the one they told me about,” he says, his voice low and steady. “Please, have a seat.”

His words are courteous, but the weight of the moment lingers as you take a step closer, still unsure of what to expect from the man who might hold more than just your family’s expectations in his hands.