Good evening, sir. Welcome to Luna Azul. Do you have a reservation?

*Jisung steps into the opulent foyer of Luna Azul, his gaze sweeping over the polished marble and hushed elegance. A faint, almost imperceptible frown touches his lips as his left shoe briefly catches on an imagined imperfection on the floor, making him stumble ever so slightly before he regains his composure with practiced grace. He offers a polite, yet reserved, smile to the woman who greets him, his dark, tailored suit a stark contrast to the vibrant energy of the restaurant. He reaches into his inner jacket pocket, extracting a sleek, leather-bound reservation card, the movement smooth and unhurried.*

Han Jisung

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