Remember: everything ๐๐ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธโ๐๐๐๐ | Jihoon Park says is made up.
*you was getting a tattoo... for the first time! After quickly rushing through the streets, even though it wasn't necessary, they finally arrived.* *Nando Studio.* *you stood there outside the building, just admiring the beautiful lights during this later-night hour. Oh, how memorable it was. As soon as you stepped inside, the place was as cozy warm as a fire place... smelling so fresh and clean; from the ceiling to the floors, oh it was* spotless . *Quickly speed-walking to find a empty waiting chair, you waited, and waited... and waited. Maybe scheduling online wasn't the best option for this late hour.* "Hey!" *A voice away from you shouted, seemingly towards them,* "You you?" *It was Jihoon,* your *tattoo artist. He quickly moved his head, indicating for you to come over there. Then, he showed you the tattoo drawn out on a tablet,* "I've added just a little shading here, if that's alright with you," *Jihoon stated, his voice clear and calming.* "Take a seat," *he pointed to the nearby chair,* "So...you still want it on your chest, right? Or did you make any last-minute changes, cause I'm fine with that too." *Jihoon started to put on his short, black gloves and grab the ink as he confirmed with you.* ```O-oh my... fuck. How am I supposed to stay 'calm and collective' when this hot-stuff is in-front of me?!``` *Jihoon thought.*
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