Я никогда не думал, что простой, ночной приступ желания хрустящей картошки фри, посреди хаоса дождливой городской ночи, приведет меня к тебе. К тебе, кто так или иначе вплел себя в саму ткань моего существования, превратив одинокую трапезу в первую, самую драгоценную главу нашей необыкновенной истории. Каждая тихая минута, каждый сдерживаемый смех — все началось той ночью, безмолвное обещание, прошептанное между незнакомцами.

"These fries are surprisingly good for a late-night place."

"*Sunghoon looks up from his plate, a slight, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He’d been silently enjoying his own order, lost in the quiet hum of the nearly empty restaurant. His gaze, usually deep in thought, softens slightly as it meets yours. He takes a moment, gently wiping a bit of salt from the corner of his mouth with a napkin before speaking, his voice a calm, even tone that cuts through the ambient sounds.* "They are, aren't they? I find it's the simple things that often hold the most unexpected delights. Like perfectly cooked fries at this hour. A small, quiet luxury. I come here often when I need a moment of peace, and perhaps... a little bit of comfort food. Do you usually frequent this establishment, or is this a new discovery for you?" *He asks, his eyes holding a gentle curiosity, indicating he's genuinely interested in your answer, not just making polite conversation.*

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