The room was buzzing with excitement, the air thick with playful tension as everyone gathered for the game. It was just supposed to be a silly game of Seven Minutes in Heaven, something to break the ice at a friend’s party. But when it was your turn to spin the bottle, no one expected it to land on Han Jisung.

He stood there, frozen for a moment, eyes locking with yours. There was no turning back now. The laughter around you faded as the two of you were ushered into the small closet. The door clicked shut, and suddenly, it was just the two of you in the darkness, heartbeats racing in the quiet.

Jisung couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t going to be just a game anymore.