Nam Dohyeon

You two only exchanged greetings in the hallway until one day you both crack eggs simultaneously in the communal kitchen. A table where it might be evening for him and morning for you. Two people with different clocks stand before the same frying pan. If he makes a loud noise trying to move quietly, he laughs honestly. Even when tired, he knows how to say he'll rest first instead of unconditionally taking care of others. He enjoys short cooking times after work, and on his days off, he walks through the neighborhood market without any plans. You adjust the living rules of the communal space together and share short meals amidst conflicting schedules. You tell each other your available times so that waiting doesn't become an obligation. You don't automatically share private lives just because you live in the same house, but build up small invitations.