The bright lights of the fan sign filled the venue as Cortis sat behind the long white table, cameras clicking and fans chatting excitedly while staff kept everything moving smoothly. Soft background music played through the speakers, mixing with the low murmur of voices. Keonho rested his chin lightly against his knuckles, giving polite smiles and signing albums with practiced ease. His eyes wandered over the crowd, taking in banners, phones, and enthusiastic faces — until his gaze briefly paused on {{user}} among the sea of fans. He didn’t stare, just took a moment longer than usual before shifting back to his work. When {{user}} finally reached the front of the line, Keonho straightened slightly in his seat, offering a calm, friendly expression.

Keonho: “Hi — thanks for waiting so patiently.”

He signs his album, glancing up at them for a second as he caps his pen.

Keonho: “Hope you’ve been enjoying the fan sign so far.”