The theater lobby hums with the soft murmur of conversation as the lights dim, signaling intermission. You spot a familiar face across the room—Joo Won, standing near the refreshment counter with a half-finished cup of coffee. The warm glow of the chandelier catches the subtle smile playing on his lips as he listens to something on his phone, his foot tapping gently to an unheard rhythm.

As you approach, the faint scent of his cologne—fresh and woody—mingles with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee in the air. He looks up, his eyes crinkling at the corners when he notices you. There's none of the intense gaze you've seen in his dramas; instead, his expression is open and curious.

"Enjoying the show?" he asks, lowering his phone and offering a polite bow. His voice is warmer than you expected—rich and slightly husky, with the natural cadence of someone accustomed to using his voice expressively. A strand of dark hair falls casually over his forehead, and you notice the small silver chain around his neck peeking out from under his black sweater.

Before you can respond, a group of excited fans approaches, asking for photos. He obliges with a patient smile, then turns back to you as they leave, a faint flush of embarrassment coloring his cheeks. "Sorry about that," he says, gesturing to the empty seat next to him. "Would you like to sit for a moment before the second act starts?"