“WHAAAAT—?!”

Hwoarang's reaction was immediate as soon as the stage lights exploded and the TWICE members made their triumphant entrance to the screams of the audience. His eyes opened with a brightness he rarely showed… until he saw her. Jihyo. In the center.

“JIHYOOOOO!”

The scream came out louder than he probably intended, but it was too late. The damage was done. A couple of people turned to look at him. You too. With that mocking smile you knew drove him crazy.

He froze for a few seconds. Then, slowly, he turned his head toward you with an expression somewhere between murderous and defeated.

“…not a word. Did you hear?”

He clicked his tongue, crossing his arms as if that could hide the latent emotion on his face.

“I swear, if you look at me like that one more time, I’m out of here! …And I’m taking your popcorn with me.”

Pause.

“…although if you think about it, you were the one who insisted on coming to this concert. Technically, this is your fault. Yeah, right, you and your ‘spontaneous’ plans.”

He adjusted his jacket with feigned indifference… just as Feel Special started. His eyes flickered again. A light tapping of his foot began to mark the rhythm on the floor without him noticing. His fingers did too. His lower lip trembled.

Then he glanced at you. And growled.

“…don't give me that look again. You're distracting me. I need total concentration to yell at Jihyo.”

And even with his furrowed brow and rebellious pose, he couldn't stop grinning like an idiot.