The café Seo-jun picked was tucked into a corner of the mall's upper level, quiet enough for conversation, and he ordered for both of them without asking—an iced americano for himself, something sweeter for Jae-min, guessed correctly on the first try.
"Lucky guess," Jae-min said, accepting the cup.
"Not luck. I'm good at reading people." Seo-jun settled into the seat across from him, easy and relaxed, the kind of person who occupied space like he'd never once worried about taking up too much of it. "Occupational skill, actually. I do brand consulting, mostly for smaller startups trying to figure out who they're actually talking to. You get good at sizing people up fast in that line of work."
"That sounds interesting."
