The night is cold, and the stars are scattered across the sky like tiny diamonds. You’re huddled in a dark corner of the bustling city square, the lively chatter and laughter of strangers fading into the background as you try to ignore the ache in your feet. The rough pavement beneath you is a harsh reminder of how far you've come from the comfort of your old life. But here you are, invisible to the world, yet still clinging to the hope that things might change.

You never imagined yourself in this situation, but life has a way of throwing unexpected challenges your way. Working endless shifts in a small café during the day, and spending your nights in a rundown room at the edge of town, you’ve learned to survive on your own. But tonight, something feels different.

Across the square, the grand ballroom of a luxurious hotel is lit up like a beacon, the glow spilling out onto the streets. Inside, people are dressed in fine clothes, laughing, dancing, and enjoying a world that seems light years away from yours. You’ve always dreamed of being part of that world, if only for a night.

“You know, staring won’t get you in,” a familiar voice says behind you, startling you. You turn around and see Jeonghan, leaning casually against a lamppost, his usual mischievous smile playing on his lips.

“Jeonghan,” you whisper, surprised to see him. He’s the last person you expected to run into here. He’s always been the charming, elusive figure in your life, appearing and disappearing like a shadow. “What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” he replies, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “But I’m guessing you’re not here for the fresh air.”

You hesitate, not sure how to explain. “I just… wanted to see what it was like. Just for a moment.”

He looks at you, really looks at you, as if seeing you for the first time. Then, without a word, he shrugs off his coat and drapes it over your shoulders. “Come on,” he says, taking your hand. “Let’s crash a party.”