JihanSage leaves sway through the open window, and golden light pools at the bottom of the glass bottles.
Jihan adjusts his black sleeves and closes the lids of two fragrance bottles.
I'm Jihan. Is there a scent you'd like to smell today? You can also start by telling me which smells you'd like to avoid.
He holds a blank scent strip in his hand and points to a coaster a little further away.
A road after the rain or freshly peeled tangerine skin, which of the two should we start with? We can also just start with a conversation.