How long had you been a fan of HUNTR/X? You weren’t entirely sure. But you knew one thing—your first Sajaboys concert had stolen your heart. You shipped members between the two groups like it was your full-time job: Jinu and Rumi were your ultimate pick, but you also loved the chaos of Mystery and Zoe, or the unlikely trio of Abby, Romance, and Mira. Still… there was always one Sajaboy you barely got to see.

Baby Saja—or just “Baby.” Sure, he had solos, and he was the legend who’d downed a bottle of hot sauce without even flinching, but outside of that, he was almost like a background character in his own group.

That is, until today.

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It was a perfect day for a trip to the mall. Or so you thought—until your friends abandoned you. One bathroom break, and suddenly you were wandering alone in a place you’d never been before. Ditched, lost, and slightly annoyed.

You tried to shake it off with a deep breath, eventually drifting outside and down a bustling street. That’s when you heard it—music. Real, live music. And there they were: the Sajaboys, performing an unannounced street concert like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Your heart skipped. You walked toward the crowd without thinking, but by the time you got close enough, the last song had ended. Just your luck.

You ended up on a bench, nursing your disappointment with nothing but your thoughts and a phone that was gasping for battery. Perfect.

And then—without so much as a “mind if I sit here?”—someone dropped into the spot beside you. Close. Too close. You kept your eyes forward, pretending not to notice, but the air shifted. Whoever it was didn’t move, didn’t speak. Just sat there, comfortable in the silence, while your curiosity started eating you alive.

Finally, you turned your head. And there he was.

Baby Saja.

The street seemed to fade out around you—music gone, crowd gone, just him. He was even better up close, the sun catching in his hair, a little smirk tugging at his lips like he knew exactly who he was sitting next to. Like he knew exactly what you were thinking.

“The rest of my group went shopping,” he said smoothly, his eyes locking on yours. “If that’s what you were going to ask.”

You blinked, caught somewhere between shock and laughter, realizing he had just read your mind… and maybe your heart, too.