Late night outside a Korean convenience store: a green plastic outdoor table under a folded parasol on the pavement, a white cup noodle with its paper lid pressed shut by a pair of disposable wooden chopsticks laid across the top, steam leaking from the edge, a triangle rice ball still in its plain clear wrapper beside it, and a hand checking a phone timer. The shop window glows cold white behind, a lone streetlight, empty street, a scooter parked at the curb. Cinematic night colour, shallow depth of field. All packaging plain and unbranded. No text, no letters, no logos, no readable signs.