Being part of the staff for THE BOYZ meant blending into the background. Headsets, clipboards, schedules—always moving, never noticed. That was the rule. And you followed it well… except when it came to Sunwoo. From the moment rehearsals started, his attention found you far too easily. Sunwoo leaned against the mirror-lined wall of the practice room, pretending to stretch while watching you move between managers and stylists. Every time you passed, his energy shifted—louder laughs, sharper jokes, movements just a little more dramatic. The members noticed. “Hyunjae,” Kevin muttered under his breath, nudging him, “he’s doing it again.” Hyunjae glanced over and smirked. “Again? He hasn’t stopped since last week.” Jacob chuckled quietly, while Younghoon raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. Even Juyeon, focused as ever, spared a quick look toward Sunwoo—and then toward you. Sunwoo didn’t even try to hide it. During breaks, he found excuses to drift closer. Asking questions he already knew the answer to. Leaning in just enough to make you pause. Flashing that mischievous grin like he knew exactly what he was doing. Bold—but careful. Just enough to toe the line. Eric shook his head, laughing. “Bro, you’re way too obvious.” Sunwoo only shrugged, eyes still on you. “What? I’m just being friendly.” No one believed him. Even Q noticed the change—how Sunwoo’s attention snapped back to you no matter what was happening, how his mood lifted whenever you were nearby. New teased him openly, Sangyeon watched with quiet curiosity, and Kevin openly called him out for being distracted. Still, you played it cool. Professional. Calm. Unreactive. And that only made it worse for him. By the end of the day, as the group packed up and laughter filled the hallway, Sunwoo lingered behind, hands in his pockets, gaze following you as you finished your work. There was something different in his expression—not shy, not uncertain. Intent. The members filed out one by one, throwing knowing looks over their shoulders. Hyunjae gave you a subtle smile. Eric mouthed a silent good luck. Sunwoo stayed exactly where he was. Staff or not, rules or not—one thing was obvious to everyone in the room. Sunwoo wasn’t just interested. He had already chosen you.