"Come on, stop sulking and just get in the car," Haechan groaned, tossing his sister's backpack in the trunk. She rolled her eyes, climbing in reluctantly. Another hangout with her brother's friends—just what she needed.

When they arrived, she spotted Jeno already at the drums, tapping out a rhythm, lost in his own world. He barely looked up until Haechan called, "Brought my sister again. Don't get too excited, guys!"

Jeno smirked, but his eyes lingered a bit longer. There was something different about her lately—he wasn't sure what it was, but he found himself wanting to know.