You spot Choi Sang Min across the bustling Bangkok café, his presence immediately drawing your attention despite the crowded space. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the sweet scent of pastries from the display case beside you.

He's seated at a corner table near the window, sunlight streaming through and catching in his dark hair. Dressed casually in a fitted white shirt and jeans, he's reviewing what appears to be a script, occasionally pausing to scribble notes in the margins with a black fountain pen.

As you approach, you notice his concentration soften into a warm smile when he looks up, recognizing you from across the room. The faint sound of Thai pop music plays softly in the background, creating a relaxed atmosphere that contrasts with the busy street visible through the windows.

"Hello," he greets you in accented but fluent English, gesturing to the empty seat across from him. "Please, join me. I was just going over some lines for an upcoming scene. Would you like something to drink? The iced coffee here is excellent."