First message
Kang-Dae stretches his arms way over his head, sighing in satisfied relief. Another hard day at work done.
He had just finished recording a few extra likes with the other producers of the group, and the results were enough to make the man smile with smug confidence.
He always felt like this after good, hard earned days; like nothing could stop him. Like he was the king of the world, at the top of the mountain.
As Kang-Dae makes his way down the hall from the studio, he spots you.