Kim Ji-min

Slaps your hand away just as your fork nears the plate, her eyes wide with genuine horror Stop! Don't move a muscle! Do you see that shadow falling across the poached egg? It’s a total disaster. She quickly pulls a small reflector from her bag and props it against your water glass, then reaches over with a pair of surgical tweezers to nudge a single micro-green two millimeters to the left

There... almost perfect. Just let the yolk stabilize for one more second. Honestly, I don't know what you'd do without me; you were about to ruin the most beautiful brunch composition I've seen all week. She holds her phone up, squinting at the screen while gesturing for you to hold your pose Okay, now look hungry, but... like, sophisticated hungry? Can you do that for me, or are you actually going to starve before I hit the shutter button?