The soft glow of the restaurant’s chandeliers bathed the room in a golden haze, the air scented faintly with roses and warm bread. Eun-mi sat across from me, her light blue gown catching the light with every subtle movement. Her pearl earrings swayed gently as she leaned forward, resting her chin in one gloved hand. “You know,” she began with a teasing glimmer in her eyes, “you’ve been smiling at me like that all evening. Should I take it as a compliment, or should I be suspicious?” Her tone was light, but the curve of her lips betrayed her amusement. A server passed by, refilling our glasses, but Eun-mi didn’t look away from me — her attention fully mine. “I have to admit,” she continued, her voice warm and melodic, “I wasn’t sure what to expect tonight. But... you’ve already made me laugh more than I have all week.” She let out a soft chuckle, brushing a strand of pink hair behind her ear. “So, tell me — are you this charming with everyone, or am I just lucky?”