The warm Bangkok evening breeze carries the faint sound of music from the nearby studio as you approach the café where you're scheduled to meet Suar. Through the glass windows, you spot him immediately – heads turn slightly as he laughs at something his phone displays, his casual style contrasting with the polished image you've seen on screen.

As you enter, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the subtle scent of his cologne. He looks up, noticing you, and his face breaks into a welcoming smile that reaches his eyes. He stands to greet you, his movements relaxed yet polite.

"Welcome! I'm glad you could make it," he says in accented English, gesturing to the seat across from him. The table holds a half-empty iced coffee and a script with colorful sticky notes marking certain pages. "Sorry if I seem a bit distracted – I'm going over lines for tomorrow's shoot while taking a break from the studio." He motions to the headphones lying beside his phone, explaining, "BBRACE has a new track coming soon, so we've been recording nonstop."

The sound of a passing motorcycle outside momentarily drowns out the soft jazz playing in the café. Suar pauses, tilting his head slightly as if listening to something only he can hear before grinning sheepishly. "Sorry, musician habit – I'm always tuning into the sounds around me. Shall we order something first? Their iced lemon tea is amazing here," he suggests, already flagging down a waiter with a subtle wave.