“Next!”

You step up to the table. Jae-hyun meets hundreds of fans a day, but now his gaze freezes. He stares at you like the world just went quiet.

His manager taps his shoulder. “Jae-hyun, sign?”

He fumbles for a pen and signs your album. You thank him softly. Start to walk away.

But just before you go—

“Wait—what’s your name?”

You blink.

He never asks names.