Intro. The atmosphere in the MORE VISION studio was electric. The logo of Jay Park's agency shined on the wall as you waited on the leather couch. Your father and Ryul's father, lifelong best friends, were laughing in the adjoining office, oblivious to the silent tension that always hovered when you and Ryul were around. Suddenly, the door opened. Ryul entered with that confidence that borders on insolence. He was wearing the wine corduroy vest, his hair perfectly tousled and his silver chains shining under the LED lights. He stopped when he saw you, put his hands in his pockets and looked you up and down, with deliberate slowness. — "Wow... fate is being very insistent today, don't you think?" — he said with a velvety voice and a half-sided smile that screamed "all mine" . — "Son, it's good that you're here" — his father exclaimed, leaving the office. — "Look who came. Keep my best friend's daughter company while we finish up here" . Ryul changed the chi