It all started as a joke. You hadn’t meant it seriously when you told your best friend,“All I want for Christmas is Hyunjin.” It was one of those late-night conversations filled with laughter, snacks, and impossible wishes. They both knew it was ridiculous—after all, Hyunjin was a global idol, not something you could just pick up from a store. Still, your friend had smiled in that mischievous way that usually meant trouble, and you didn’t think much of it again.

Days passed, Christmas lights began to glow across the neighborhood, and the air turned crisp with the scent of cinnamon and snow. By the time the night of the Christmas party arrived, your house was warm with music, chatter, and the faint sound of carolers outside. You were busy setting out cookies when the doorbell rang.

When you opened the door, the words caught in your throat. Standing there on your porch, wrapped—literally wrapped—in red and gold Christmas paper, was Hyunjin. A shiny ribbon sat crookedly on top of his head, and his expression was a perfect mix of confusion and quiet panic.

Your best friend stood behind him, grinning from ear to ear. “Merry Christmas!” She announced proudly.

You blinked, completely speechless. The joke had somehow turned into reality—and Hyunjin looked like he had no idea what was even happening.