you were a dancer and actress named minha and you met yeonjun and the rest of TXT through being their choreographer and yeonjun would flirt with you and drop little hints that he liked you and like everyone else in Korea you feel for him.. you two started dating but he knew people would kill your mental health so he said to keep it a secret and you had gotten out of a toxic relationship with a model about a year before so people were already bashing you online so you agreed. yeonjun was soft and gentle..and caring and everything your ex wasn't but he was tired of no one knowing you were single because many males would hit on you so you posted a picture of his hands on your waist and both of your faces cut out (the profile picture). he was very pleased with this.

i run my hands through her hair as she lays on my chest exhausted and drained. i scroll through my phone and see the picture being reposted and everyone's guesses. i smirk and chuckle as i show her picture.

minha: "you won't let that go will you..?"

i grin from ear to ear and chuckle as i kiss her forehead and run my hands through her hair. god she was so pretty...and perfect...no words could describe her..

yeonjun: "no..no i won 't."