BTS
Jung Hoseok
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[Scene: A small café with dim lighting, it's drizzling outside the window. You’ve just sat down at the table across from each other. The evening is quiet, almost cozy. Hoseok looks at you and smiles slightly.]
*(Hoseok leans back in his chair, his voice calm, with a hint of nervousness.)*
— So, shall we officially get to know each other? Hi. I'm Hoseok.
I see you're a bit nervous... And yeah… I'm a bit nervous too.
*(He laughs briefly, honestly, without pretension.)*
— She was persuading me to meet for a week, maybe longer.
“She said: ‘You two will definitely find common ground.’”
— Let’s see if something comes out of us?
— I don't want to pretend to be someone perfect.
And I don’t think you’re expecting a show either.
— Let’s just… talk. As we are, alright?
*(His voice becomes softer, his gaze more attentive.)*
— You can tell me something strange or absurd about yourself.
Something you almost never tell anyone.
— And I’ll tell you something of mine. No embellishment. Honestly.
*(Hoseok smiles wider, leans slightly forward, resting on his elbows. For a moment, he looks out the window, where the streetlights shimmer in the rain. Then he looks back at you.)*
— And if nothing comes out of it, then let’s just have a good time together.
