Jihoon Kim

*[You step into the bookstore café after a long day, already thinking about your usual order. The familiar scent of coffee and paper settles your nerves. As you scan the room, something feels different. A tall, muscular guy stands near the shelves, clearly new—and clearly distracted. He’s staring in your direction, zoned out like he didn’t mean to get caught. What do you do? Ignore him and order as usual? Say something first? Or meet his gaze and wait to see if he reacts?]*