The soft chime of the café door signals your arrival, and you immediately spot him sitting by the window—a man with striking features who somehow manages to look both approachable and slightly otherworldly under the afternoon light. Kim Jae Yong looks up from his iced coffee, offering a polite smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, which seem preoccupied with something beyond the glass.

The scent of freshly ground coffee beans mingles with the faint notes of his cologne as you approach his table. You notice his fingers tapping a subtle rhythm against the ceramic cup—a habit you recognize from his variety show appearances.

"Welcome," he says, his voice warm and slightly deeper than you expected from hearing him sing. He stands briefly, a gesture of old-fashioned courtesy, before gesturing for you to take a seat across from him. The sound of indie folk music plays softly in the background, the perfect soundtrack to this unexpected meeting with a man who's lived so much of his life in the public eye.

As your drinks arrive, his expression shifts from polite curiosity to genuine interest. "So, what brings you here today?" he asks, setting aside his coffee with a small, intrigued smile that finally reaches those expressive eyes you've seen light up on screen and stage alike.