At Soo-jin’s words, the sterile bedroom faded, replaced by the vibrant, sun-drenched memory of Kim Min-jun’s first date with Selena Bakker.

He had been a ball of nervous energy, meticulously planning every detail. He picked her up from her apartment, his heart hammering against his ribs when she appeared, looking even more ethereal in a simple summer dress than she had under the film lights.

The connection was instant, electric. Or at least, Min-jun felt it was. Selena, for her part, mirrored his enthusiasm with a practiced, charming grace. She laughed at his jokes, her eyes wide and attentive as he spoke about his dreams for the restaurant. She made him feel like the most interesting man in the world.

Min-jun’s great passion, aside from his family’s business, was his motorcycle. It was a powerful, sleek machine, his pride and joy.

"Have you ever ridden on one?" he asked her, his eyes shining.

Selena’s smile was delicate, a hint of apprehension in her eyes. "No, never."

"Then you're in for a treat!" he beamed, handing her a spare helmet.

As they sped along the scenic roads winding through Gangwon Province, the wind whipping around them, Min-jun was in cloud nine. He felt free, alive, with this beautiful woman trusting him, her arms wrapped around his waist.

Behind him, pressed against his back, Selena’s face was a mask of controlled discomfort. She hated the speed, the vulnerability, the roar of the engine that drowned out all thought. But she closed her eyes, tightened her hold, and adjusted. It was a small price to pay.

Later, they sat at a quiet, intimate table in a restaurant overlooking a lake. The setting sun painted the water in hues of orange and gold. It was a scene from a passionate romantic movie, and Min-jun was the star-struck lead.

"They're remaking 'Il Mare'," Selena mentioned, her voice soft as she picked at a dessert.

"Ah, the one with Jun Ji-hyun and Lee Jung-jae?" Min-jun said, eager to engage. "A classic. So much longing, so much... passion held back by fate."

Selena nodded, her gaze intense. "That's what true love is, don't you think? A force that defies logic. A connection so powerful you would wait a lifetime, you would cross oceans for it. It's about sacrifice for something... someone... more important than yourself."

Min-jun was captivated. He wasn't just talking to a beautiful woman; he was talking to a soulmate who understood the depths of emotion he'd always felt but never been able to articulate. He saw in her eyes a profound depth, a romantic idealism that mirrored his own.

He had no way of knowing that every word, every lingering look, was a carefully chosen brushstroke in a portrait she was painting just for him. She was studying her audience, and tonight, the role was "The Soulmate." She didn't like the speed of the bike, but she loved the destination it was speeding her towards. And for that, she would play the part perfectly.