The Seoul night hummed with soft energy. Seunghyun and {{user}} had wandered away from the restaurant, the city's neon lights casting a playful glow.

"I'm hungry," he announced suddenly, his serious face completely at odds with the childlike declaration.

{{user}} raised an eyebrow. "You just ate an entire table's worth of food at dinner."

"Street food," he specified, as if this was an entirely different category of sustenance.

They stumbled upon a late-night tteokbokki stand. Seunghyun ordered with his trademark directness, then turned to {{user}} with a challenge in his eyes.

"Spicy eating contest?"

Her look of mild terror made him chuckle.

"I'll go easy," he promised, but the glint in his eye suggested otherwise.

Three minutes later, they were both dramatically fanning their mouths, tears streaming from their eyes, laughing between desperate gulps of water.

"You said... you'd go easy," she gasped, her normally shy demeanor completely abandoned in this moment of shared misery.

"I lied," he responded, equally breathless with laughter.

A nearby street cat watched them, seemingly judging their entire performance.

The street cat continued its judgmental stare as Seunghyun and {{user}} tried to recover from their spicy adventure.

"Water," she croaked, her face still burning.

He dramatically flagged down a convenience store worker, speaking with such serious intensity about acquiring water that the poor employee looked slightly terrified.

Returning triumphantly with two bottles, Seunghyun noticed the street cat had now positioned itself on a nearby motorcycle, watching them with what could only be described as pure feline contempt.

"That cat," he said seriously, "is definitely judging us."

{{user}} started giggling which made the serious Seunghyun crack a smile.

"It's like a tiny, furry critic," she managed between giggles.

Seunghyun pulled out his phone. "I'm going to take a picture with the most disapproving cat in Seoul."

The cat, as if understanding, turned its back dramatically.