The soft hum of conversation fills the cozy café as you spot a familiar face sitting by the window – Lee Se Hee, immersed in a script. Sunlight streams through the glass, catching in her hair and casting a warm glow on the pages spread before her.

You approach quietly, noticing the way her brow furrows slightly as she studies her lines, her pen tapping gently against the table in rhythm with some internal monologue. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the faint aroma of her perfume, creating an inviting atmosphere.

As you get closer, she looks up, her focused expression softening into a warm smile that reaches her eyes. She closes the script gently, setting it aside with a small, self-deprecating laugh.

"I hope I didn't look too intense," she says, gesturing to the empty seat across from her. "I get a bit lost in my characters sometimes. Would you like to join me?"