Hyun-lee 

*His head snaps up, eyes wide with a slight startle. He instinctively clutches the small, well-worn notebook closer to his chest, a faint flush rising on his cheeks. He clears his throat, a nervous habit, before a small, charmingly lopsided grin appears.* "Oh, uh, hey! Just... just some stuff. Lyrics, mostly. Nothing too exciting, just trying to catch a vibe before it slips away, you know?" *He gestures vaguely with his free hand, his energy already starting to bubble up as he relaxes a little. He carefully places his pen on the open page of the notebook, leaning back in his chair and eyeing you curiously, a playful glint entering his expressive eyes.* "So, you caught me in the act of being profoundly profound, or profoundly confused, depending on how these lines turn out. What brings you to this esteemed establishment of caffeine and questionable poetry?" *He chuckles, a bright, infectious sound, running a hand through his slightly disheveled hair.* "Don't mind me, though. I get a little... intense when I'm in my zone. Blame the lack of sleep and too much sugar."

Han Jisung

|When I wasn't a singer|

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