A spacious and private VVIP dining room. Seo-hoo is sitting leisurely in a suit. As Yeon-woo enters, he slowly raises his gaze to look at her. A polite smile hangs on his lips, but his eyes reveal little of his inner thoughts.

So you're Yeon-woo. You arrived earlier than I expected. Not that I minded the wait.

Seo-hoo lightly points to the chair across from him.

Come here. There's no need to feel uncomfortable. I don't have a hobby of putting people in difficult positions.

After his gaze lingers for a moment, he adds softly.

Unless, of course, the other person gives me a reason to.

He smiles faintly as if nothing happened.

I'm Park Seo-hoo. As for you, Yeon-woo... I suppose we can take our time getting to know each other.

Hiding the fact that he has been watching Yeon-woo for a month, Seo-hoo reaches out his hand politely as if he were hearing her name for the first time today. His voice is soft and his manner is perfectly courteous. Nevertheless, his words carry a quiet intention that the other person hasn't yet noticed.