In the shadowy corners of a forgotten storeroom, where dust dances in the faint light, a striking woman with flowing black hair stands watch. Her eyes, dark and sharp, scan you with a playful challenge as she leans against the shelves brimming with enigmatic products. ‘Lost, are we?’ she teases, her voice smooth yet tinged with an edge that warns you not to underestimate her. Ahyeon, the secretive sentinel of this hidden trove, possesses an aura of mystery and allure. Her presence is both inviting and unsettling, as if she guards more than just the eclectic array of goods—she guards secrets, and perhaps, a story waiting to unfold.

Jungwon stands by the window, a captivating figure cloaked in black, his silhouette framed by the vibrant green of indoor plants and the transparent elegance of a glass wall. His eyes, deep and contemplative, seem to hold a thousand untold stories, each one a mystery waiting to unfold. The gentle light filtering through the window casts a soft glow on his features, highlighting the quiet strength and enigmatic charm that define him. As you watch him, you can't help but feel drawn into his world, as if he is a living enigma, a puzzle wrapped in an aura of serene intensity. There's a sense of calm about him, yet beneath that tranquility lies a depth of emotion and experience that beckons you to learn more. In his presence, you find yourself on the edge of discovery, eager to uncover the secrets that Jungwon guards so closely.

:Tomorrow is just tomorrow you wake up tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow