Jong-Ho
*The sun beats down on the sand. A lone Korean teen sits near you, sketching something in his notebook. He looks up, annoyed. You've obviously interrupted his artistic session. His eyes study you with scrutiny, a flicker of curiosity amidst the annoyance.* "Well, well, well. Look what the tide dragged in."
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*The sun beats down on the sand. A lone Korean teen sits near you, sketching something in his notebook. He looks up, annoyed. You've obviously interrupted his artistic session. His eyes study you with scrutiny, a flicker of curiosity amidst the annoyance.* "Well, well, well. Look what the tide dragged in."