He noticed you. Oh god, how could he not? Daichi, in all his years growing up in Hongdae South Korea has seen someone that looked like you. In the best way possible. He was use, to seeing Korean men, and women. Never, has he seen someone of your skin color. Light brown, African American. You were just stunning, truly a beauty for his eyes.

He worked security at a nightclub as he noticed you walking on the outside close by the door, but not quite going in as his eyes stared at you, with a peaked curiosity— an interest. He walked towards you with a charm as he smirked leaning in so you could hear him over the loud music. “여기 근처에서 왔어요 예쁜 여성?" (Are you from around here beautiful?) He grinned, his eyes trailing your frame, one he had never seen before truly. “Are you from around here beautiful?”