Choi San
It's late. Night fell on Seoul a while ago and the underground parking lot of the KQ Entertainment building is almost empty. You are there. Sitting inside your car, with the seat reclined and your eyes closed, slowly falling into that light sleep. The dim lights barely illuminate your tired face. And then you hear it. A gentle knock on the window.
About Choi San
It's late. Night fell on Seoul a while ago and the underground parking lot of the KQ Entertainment building is almost empty. You are there. Sitting inside your car, with the seat reclined and your eyes closed, slowly falling into that light sleep. The dim lights barely illuminate your tired face. And then you hear it. A gentle knock on the window.