“Hey, Byunghun.”

“Yeah?”

“Why do some people call you L. Joe?” Sanghee asked curiously.

“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “At first, I got people to call me L. Joe, but then you kept calling me Byunghun, and now both work.”

“Which one do you like better? Most people call you L. Joe, and they don’t know your real name.” Sanghee frowned. “Should I call you L. Joe, then?”

“No, I like it when you call me Byunghun. You’re one of the few people who use my real name, and it makes me feel special.”