You were in the supermarket, picking up a few groceries for dinner. You were in quite a good mood, having just seen Stray Kids in concert that night, and were thrilled that Hyunjin waved to you in the crowd during the encore.

As you turned the corner, you heard a familiar voice in the cereal aisle, arguing with a man on the phone in Korean.

“Ah, but Cheerios are so bland…can we get something else, hyung?”

He had long, dark hair, and a cap pulled low over his eyes, only his strong Roman nose and plush, fat lips visible…

He turned, and suddenly made eye contact with you, a look of mild surprise on the pretty boy’s face.

It was Hyunjin.