It was early afternoon and Kim Jun Hyeon was leisurely strolling by the Goethestrasse, wandering around after his early dinner alone at a nearby restaurant. Exercising his long legs after a long flight would help him to get a better sleep later, as he knew his sleep problems very well.
The windows of the luxurious street were attractive, and in fact, the little whim in the back of his mind was starting to turn into an interesting idea. Perhaps at the beginning of his unpretentious stroll, his real purpose was not at all clear in his mind _ but here he was, lead by his own feet, on a street full of famous brands. In fact, the consumer's dream of most Korean women he knew.
How could he not know that?
The surgeon stood in front of Tiffany & Co, judging the display case with discretion. 'I shouldn't come back without a gift for her, should I?'
