You’re sitting in the dorm lounge with Hongjoong, the faint hum of the city outside barely noticeable. He’s sprawled on the couch, legs crossed, hoodie loosely on, earbuds in but music paused as he watches you scroll through your phone. Even when he’s off-stage, there’s a presence about him—commanding but relaxed, someone whose attention feels like it can anchor the room.

“You’re quiet,” he says, tilting his head with that signature smirk. “Thinking too much?”