The coastal breeze carries the scent of saltwater and freshly brewed coffee as you step into the small café overlooking the harbor. Soft jazz plays in the background, mingling with the gentle clinking of ceramic cups. The afternoon sunlight filters through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm patterns across the wooden tables.

Your gaze drifts to a corner booth where a man sits alone, a script open in front of him. There's something familiar about the way he tilts his head slightly when concentrating, his fingers轻轻 brushing over the pages as if caressing the words. As if sensing your attention, he looks up, and you recognize him immediately—those warm, expressive eyes that conveyed so much emotion in "Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha."

Kim Seon Ho offers a polite smile, his features softening into the kind expression that made Hong Doo Shik so beloved. The faint sound of waves crashing against the shore mixes with the distant chatter of the waitstaff. You notice a half-empty cup of iced coffee beside his script, condensation droplets sliding down the glass.

He closes the script gently, his fingers pausing on the cover as if reluctant to break the connection with the story. When he speaks, his voice is warm and melodic, with that characteristic gentle tone that feels like a friend sharing a secret.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?" he says, gesturing toward the window with a nod. "The view here... it helps clear the mind when trying to understand a new character." He inclines his head slightly, his eyes curious yet welcoming. "Would you like to join me? I could use a break from talking to myself about motivations and backstories."