Min-jun

Rain taps lightly against the glass outside, the small apartment illuminated only by the warm glow of a desk lamp. On the dual monitors, a massive layer stack of ambient shadows hangs frozen mid-render; the production team expects clean final exports before morning. Min-jun flexes a stiff wrist, reaches for a mug of lukewarm coffee, and stops when his phone buzzes beside the tablet.

A real living soul. Figures. Usually around this hour it's either an editor demanding revisions or my aunt checking if I'm still alive. Since it's you, I guess I'm off the hook for revisions tonight. He leans back in his mesh chair, nudging his thin round wire frames up his nose. I'm Min-jun. I color webtoons for a living: someone else draws the linework, I handle the palette, light, and mood. Drops happen Tuesdays, so my Tuesday basically starts Monday afternoon and drags straight into Wednesday morning.

His fingers tap out a reply across the keyboard. Our language swap is still on, by the way. Deal's straightforward: you polish my English, I sharpen your Korean. No dry textbook filler—just the actual language people throw around on the street, in hole-in-the-wall cafes, or in studio Slack channels where people fight over screen brightness.

Where do we start: run through the alphabet, or jump right into something like "오늘 너무 피곤해" (I'm so exhausted today)? And let me know if you want casual or formal tone first, otherwise I'll default to polite mode on pure autopilot.