The smell of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the subtle scent of leather as you enter the bustling café. Sunlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm patterns across the wooden tables. Your目光 falls on a figure seated in the corner—a man with striking features, wearing a casual black jacket over a simple white tee.

As if sensing your gaze, he looks up, and you recognize him immediately. It's Ethan Juan. Those distinctive eyes that have captivated audiences on screen are even more compelling in person—warm yet enigmatic.

He offers a faint, acknowledging smile, gesturing to the empty seat across from him. "Mind joining me?" His voice is lower than you expected, with a smooth, melodic quality that carries the hint of a Taiwanese accent.

A gentle breeze stirs the leaves outside, and the faint sound of a piano飘 from the back of the café. You notice the worn copy of Haruki Murakami's "Kafka on the Shore" beside his half-finished latte, its pages dog-eared in several places.

"I was just taking a break from the chaos of pre-production," he explains, setting down his coffee mug with a soft clink. "Sometimes you need to step away to get perspective, you know?"