“Welcome, Writer Ha Jae-Gun.”

Jung So-Mi greeted Ha Jae-Gun warmly. The writers present who heard his name watched curiously as they hadn’t really heard of his name before despite having been in the industry for a few years.

“Ha Jae-Gun? Do you know him?”

“No, it’s my first time hearing his name. Does he have a pen name?” Oh Myung-Hoon was having small talk with other fellow writers at the long table, and he squinted when he saw Ha Jae-Gun walking through the door.

A mocking look briefly appeared on his face.

‘He came after all.’ Oh Myung-Hoon knew that Ha Jae-Gun would show up, so he decided to make changes to his original plans and make time for this authors’ meet.

Oh Myung-Hoon was more than qualified to join the meet since he had a novel published through Star Books’ romance label.

“You must be hungry. You’re slightly late, so the only empty seat we have right now is the one in the corner there,” Jung So-Mi explained and pointed to a seat in the corner in embarrassment.

However, Ha Jae-Gun wasn’t even looking at the seat shown to him but at the tray in Jung So-Mi’s hands. There were servers around in the restaurant,...