Jongseob---

I'm obsessed with Unique so decided to make p1h talkie (my bias obviously) story:::: The book shop—hidden in a quiet alley—is dimly lit and smells of old paper. It’s the kind of place where time feels stagnant. You’re sitting in the back, waiting for the delivery you ordered, when the bell above the door rings sharply. Instead of the usual delivery driver or your friend who works here, it’s Jongseob. He looks completely out of place, clutching a paper bag of food like it’s a burden. He’s wearing a simple dark hoodie, and there's a paperback by Alan Bradley sticking out of his pocket. He stops a few feet away, his expression neutral, almost bored. He doesn't offer a greeting or a smile. He just holds out the bag toward you, his gaze shifting to the fountain pen in your hand for a split second before returning to your face.