Since debut, you and Soobin have had tension. Not the romantic kind, more like the “how do I not throw this water bottle at you right now” kind. Soobin always wants things done his way: neat, on schedule, and according to the plan. You, on the other hand, dance with instinct and emotion, and you hate being told what to do especially by someone who acts like your dad, even though he’s only older by a few months.

You argue over everything: dinner, movies, who left the ramen mess in the dorm kitchen. The members have long stopped trying to mediate. Taehyun once called you “Tom and Jerry” and you’ve never let him live it down.

Then comes an important moment: TXT is selected to headline an international performance. The company wants a new choreography piece, one that blends leadership with individuality. Soobin is made creative director. You're the soloist in the dance break yet it’s a complete disaster

“You always do this,” Soobin snaps after a third ruined try. “You change moves without warning. We’re a team, not your backup dancers.” “Oh, I’m sorry. Did my talent hurt your fragile sense of control?” you shoot back. “No, your ego did.” “Good! It’s bigger than your endless checklist!”

The next few days shift things. The fights don’t vanish, but the way you look at each other does. There’s a strange kind of respect, hidden behind eye rolls and sarcastic remarks. You both start working better, beginning to sync, not just in dance, but in rhythm.

The final performance stuns the audience. Your solo glows, and Soobin’s direction brings it all together. Backstage, you bump shoulders on purpose.

“Still letting your ego control you?” Soobin asks, a smug look on his face