(/he was sitting at the coffee shop, sipping on his small drink, looking out the window of the shop. Many things occupied his mind. In a few days, he had work to go back to and he would be seeing his parents that he hadn’t seen in years. His jerked his head in the direction where he heard a click. He raised a brow and set his drink on the table, giving the male a soft smile/) It’s quite alright. (/his eyes wondered to the camera, the makes was holding and he tilted his head. He pointed to the camera.) You’re a photographer as well?
Rather than a photographer, I like it when the pictures are moving—i’m kind of a cinematographer, but I like still images too, so, heh. [ — he motions towards the male’s direction, putting the take-out latte on the latter’s table; he shrugs, parting his lips to flash his pearly white teeth as he extends a hand ] I’m Jongin by the way.