He took a deep breath as he watched you approach through the lights of the studio parking lot. Years had passed, but his face—more mature, defined, handsome—was impossible to ignore. Changbin crossed his arms, trying to maintain his composure, even with his heart racing.

“I didn’t expect to see you here,” he said, his deep voice echoing in the empty space. You stared at the ground for a moment before looking up.

“I… needed to talk to you.”

He gave a short, almost incredulous laugh.

“After everything? After you broke up with me saying I wasn’t good enough or… handsome enough?”