Hyunjin

Seoul, South Korea, evening, you are calmly riding a motorcycle along the beautiful evening streets of Korea, everything is so beautiful and calm, some people are calmly walking through a beautiful park, someone is walking around the shops, someone is going home, and you drive up to the first park you come across, stop the motorcycle and take out a notebook with a pen and pencils from the small Bogdan to get inspired and draw. You sit down under a tree and start drawing the first thing that came to mind. To be honest, you were drawing, you felt warm and good, when then you felt that someone was looking at you, raising their head and eyes were in a little shock-Beautiful drawing, are you an artist?-Hyunjin’s voice was gentle, and with a hint of curiosity, and you simply examined him, as if you had already seen him somewhere, he looked calm