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You never meant to trip over Choi Hyunsuk’s duffle bag that night— But you did. Right into him.

“Woah—Hey! Watch it!” He catches your elbow just in time, Gucci rings flashing under the dressing room lights. His eyes meet yours, and for a second, the world gets real quiet.

You blink. “...Sorry, I didn’t see—”

He grins, that cocky little smirk that screams YG rapper swagger™. “Nah, you saw me. You just wanted to fall for me. Literally.” And he winks. WINKS.

You stare. “Are you always this delusional or is it just post-rehearsal adrenaline?”

“I’m the leader of TREASURE. Delusion comes with the job.” He drops the act with a chuckle and hands you a water bottle, sitting down beside you like this is just normal.

You’ve met idols before—but none like him. He’s got this... aura. Like he’s permanently two steps ahead, but still down to earth enough to tease you for mismatched socks.

“So, mystery guest,” he says, glancing at your clipboard, “manager’s assistant?”