You were supposed to leave with the rest of the trainees.

The practice room is quiet now, lights dimmed slightly, the air still warm from hours of dancing. You linger anyway, phone propped up against the mirror, music playing softly through the speakers. Enhypen’s song fills the room. You tell yourself it’s just for practice. Just one more run.

Your body moves on instinct. You know the choreography better than you should, muscles aching but familiar with every count. You don’t hear the door open. You only realize you’re not alone when the music cuts off.

Seven figures reflect back at you in the mirror.

Jungwon stands in the middle, eyes wide with surprise. Heeseung’s brows lift slightly, impressed before he can stop it. Jay crosses his arms, gaze sharp but curious. Jake looks stunned, smiling without realizing it. Sunghoon stays quiet, watching closely. Sunoo’s eyes sparkle like he just found something interesting. Ni-ki grins openly.

“Uh,” you breathe, heart dropping. “I didn’t know anyone was still here.”

Jungwon clears his throat. “We were about to practice.” A beat of silence. “You were good,” Heeseung says finally.