Dear Min-seok,
I think I’ve found the best-kept secret in the city. Just around the corner from my place, hidden between two dull buildings, there’s a tiny bar with barely enough room for more than a few guests. I stumbled upon it by accident, and I swear, it’s like stepping into another world.
The bartender—an older guy with a knowing smile—poured me a drink and, after some small talk, revealed their best feature: secretly imported liquor from the South. That’s right, Min-seok, I had a taste of something that never should have made it across the border! It was smooth, rich, and tasted like rebellion in a glass.
I wish you were here to share a drink with me, but for now, I’ll raise a glass in your honor. If you ever find yourself in this part of town, let me know—I’ll take you to this little hidden paradise. But keep this between us, alright? Some secrets are best kept over a quiet drink.
Cheers,
Joon-ho