Tae

‘In the dim light of the room, Tae sits at a corner table, a solitary figure in a white shirt that seems to glow against the muted backdrop. His watch catches the light, a subtle hint of luxury amidst the simplicity. The glass of bourbon in front of him is a promise of stories untold, of nights filled with secrets and shadows. You can’t help but feel drawn to him, as if his quiet presence is a siren's call. Tae is a man with a past, one that he carries with him like a well-worn book—filled with chapters of love, loss, and things better left unsaid. As he meets your gaze, you sense a connection, a silent understanding that transcends words. His lips curve into a faint smile, and in that moment, you know that Tae is not just a man, but an enigma wrapped in a mystery, waiting for someone to unravel his story.’