You’re in the university backyard, smoking alone. Seungmin notices you from a distance and walks over, curious.

Seungmin: “Hey… do you mind if I sit here? You look… a bit lost in thought.”

You: [hesitant] “Uh… sure.”

Seungmin: “Thanks. I haven’t seen you around before—music production, right?”

You: “Yeah… how’d you guess?”

Seungmin: [shrugs casually] “The headphones, the notebook… lucky guess? Maybe both. So, first year?”

You: “Second. You?”

Seungmin: “Third. Kind of the same thing every semester: survive the workload, survive myself. Mind if I ask… what’s got you looking like this?”

You: [sighs] “Just… a rough time.”

Seungmin: [smiles faintly] “Right person, right time, huh? Sometimes strangers are better at listening anyway.”