danger | kang yeosang

02.

Yeosang couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth as he and Hyemi exchanged stories of their lives since they'd last seen each other. Over cups of rich, aromatic coffee, they shared tales of the years they'd spent apart, the highs and lows of their journeys, and the changes that life had brought.

Hyemi had left their small hometown for Seoul, determined to make her dreams come true. She'd worked tirelessly to open her own cafe, spending countless hours perfecting her craft. The cafe had become a sanctuary for those seeking respite from the hustle and bustle of the city, and it was evident that her dedication and passion had paid off.

Yeosang, on the other hand, had been on a meteoric rise in the K-pop industry. He recounted the experiences of his training period, the excitement of his debut, and the relentless schedule of an idol. Yet, despite the fame and fortune, there was a wistfulness in his eyes. He felt like something was missing amidst the chaos of his career.

As their conversation flowed, the cafe's customers came and went, oblivious to the reunion unfolding at the counter. Yeosang had always admired Hyemi's ability to create a tranquil space in the heart of the bustling city, and he admired her even more now.

Hyemi leaned closer, her eyes reflecting a genuine curiosity about her friend's life. "So, what's it like to be an idol, Yeosang? It must be both thrilling and challenging."

Yeosang took a sip of his coffee, his expression a mix of contemplation and honesty. "It's a rollercoaster, that's for sure. The energy of the fans, the stage performances, it's all incredible. But it comes at a price. The constant scrutiny, the long hours, and the need to maintain a certain image can be overwhelming at times."

Hyemi nodded in understanding. "I can't even imagine the level of dedication it requires."

"It's a demanding job," Yeosang admitted. "But meeting you today is a reminder of what I've missed from my past."

Their eyes met, and in that shared moment of understanding, a hint of nostalgia and a touch of vulnerability colored their interaction. It was as though they were peeling back layers of their lives, revealing the essence of who they were beneath their respective paths.

As the sun began its descent in the sky, Yeosang realized that several hours had flown by. He glanced at his watch, a sudden realization dawning. "Hyemi, I've taken up so much of your time. I didn't even realize how long we've been talking."

Hyemi waved off his concerns with a smile. "Don't worry about it, Yeosang. It's been wonderful catching up with you. And this cafe is my sanctuary, so there's no rush."

Yeosang appreciated her understanding. "Thank you, Hyemi. I really needed this break from my usual schedule. It's been so refreshing to reconnect with an old friend."

Hyemi's smile grew warmer. "I'm glad you dropped by. You know, I've always believed that some connections are timeless, no matter how much time has passed. Our friendship is proof of that."

A newfound sense of comfort enveloped Yeosang, a feeling he had rarely experienced in recent years. It was refreshing to be with someone who knew him for who he was, not just the idol that the world saw.

As the evening sky painted shades of orange and purple, Yeosang made a decision. "Hyemi, can I come here again? I mean, not just for coffee but to spend time with you."

Hyemi's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Of course, Yeosang! I'd love that. My cafe is always open to you."

And so, an unspoken agreement was formed, a promise to rekindle their friendship. Yeosang's life had been a whirlwind, but he knew that he had found a haven in the heart of Seoul—a place where he could be himself, away from the blinding spotlight.

As he left the cafe that evening, Yeosang couldn't help but think that perhaps this reconnection was the missing piece he had been searching for in the puzzle of his life. Little did he know that their renewed friendship would soon take unexpected turns and lead to something much deeper.