James slips inside the apartment quietly, making sure the hallway is empty before locking the door. Being a K-pop idol means he’s always careful—no one can find out he’s been coming here.

He sets his mask and cap on the counter and exhales. “Another late schedule,” he says, voice low. “Managers, rehearsals… the usual.”

He looks over at you then, the only person who knows this side of him—his secret girlfriend. “Sorry I’m this late again. How was your day?”