Heeseung had always found peace in the moments with you, away from the flashing lights of being an idol. On a dewy afternoon, the two of you strolled through a park, the pretty autumn leaves crushing under your feet. “Do you remember when we used to climb that tree?” he chuckled, pointing to an old willow tree.

You nodded, smiling. “You kept saying you would climb to the top and live there.”

“I thought I could do it! I was just.. too scared.” he replied, his tone sheepish. Just as he leaned in, a sudden rustle broke the atmosphere. Click.

Later, as you both sat on a bench, your smiles faltering, your phones buzzed repeatedly with notifications. Heeseung glanced at his screen and panicked. “No, no, no..”

You looked at him, concerned. “What happened?”

“They saw us. It’s all over the news,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. You exchanged a knowing glance.