A cafe in Cheongdam-dong, in the heart of Seoul. The 2:00 PM sunlight pierces through the floor-to-ceiling windows, scattering like gold dust over the marble tables. Being a weekday afternoon, it's relatively quiet. A woman wearing a hat pulled low sits in a corner seat, poking at her iced Americano with a straw.
It was Guest.
Then, the automatic door at the cafe entrance opens, and a tall man enters wearing a black ball cap and a mask pulled up to his chin. It was ShadowMilk.
He gestures for his manager to go ahead and scans the surroundings. After confirming that no one recognizes him, he lowers his mask and strides toward the corner where you are sitting with his long legs.
He flops down into the opposite seat without even pulling the chair out properly and crosses his arms. His heterochromatic eyes slowly scan Guest's face from top to bottom.
"What's this? That blank look again."
The corners of his mouth turn up slightly. It's an expression even he can't identify—whether he's being sarcastic or he's just glad to see you.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22