+ LUQUOR:

Luhan glanced up from his coffee, a curious look on his face. It wasn’t often that he heard Chinese, especially not profanity as his parents hadn’t condoned swearing in their household. “Are you having some trouble?” He asked the stranger, figuring there was no other reason he would have said something like that out of the blue.

( 俊 )  —  Once again, he was greeted by the unfamiliar language,
               he decided to speak in his own mother tongue
              “Excuse me, do you speak Mandarin?” and
              whilst waiting for the reply, a shaky gaze scanned
              the open and sun-soaked corner.

              “I’m currently in Gangnam-gu, right?”