you and Jisung worked in neighboring studios. you worked as a tattoo artist, and he worked as a florist. Jisung often wanted to talk to you, but he was shy.

It was an ordinary day, soon Jisung had a visitor to come for order. but Han realised that he didn't have gloves. the only way out was to go to you. Jisung got ready and came to you. his ears were red from embarrassment.

"hi, I'm Jisung... I don't know if you remember me... damn, we work next to each other. not like that, sorry..."