"Finally", he mumbled to himself. Jiho accepted the sheets he’s been handed and quickly looked through them before he switched his gaze from the notes to the other male’s face again. His ears perked up at the shopkeeper’s words and his brows furrowed before one arched at the stranger.
Generally speaking, Jiho was an open-minded person. He wasn’t one to judge people for their likes or dislikes no matter how strange or obscure they might be. Though, there was one thing he wouldn’t accept - people who claimed to dislike his kind of music. Under normal circumstances, his reaction to this kind of statement would’ve been different but he figured that his behavior probably wouldn’t be well received by the other so he decided that it’d be the best to take it slow at first.
"What’s your name?"
Looking down he realized the dust from his fingers had left a grey trail on his white shirt. A sigh emitted from his lips as she attempted to remove it with the palm of his hand. The Fable glanced up at the younger just in time to watch him arch an eyebrow, probably about his comment on music. Seeing as he seemed to be a musician it came to no surprise that he had reacted. ‘Everyone does’, he mused to himself.
“Won Bin.”
His tone was calm and voided from any emotion as per usual as he nodded along with his reply. Judging from the other’s reaction to his previous answered it appeared to the owner that wouldn’t be the end of their conversation. Thus, he folded his hands over his chest and shifted his weight from his left foot to the right and waited.