The sun shimmered over the waves, casting golden light across the sand as laughter and music drifted through the salty air. The ocean breeze carried the scent of sunscreen and sea spray, blending perfectly with the sound of crashing waves and distant seagulls.

Bobby had declared it a mandatory relaxation day — a full beach trip for everyone to unwind before the Idol Awards. And honestly, it was working.

Mystery was walking along the shore, balancing a comically large pile of Zoey’s beach gear, but he didn’t seem to mind one bit, a lazy grin on his face as Zoey squealed and rambled on and on about what she wanted to do. Rumi and Jinu sat by the waterline, their heads bent close as they built a sand tiger together — suspiciously close, in fact. Baby was floating in the shallows with an inflatable flamingo, humming a tune that matched the rhythm of the waves, as he sipped on soda, while Romance was just laying belly flat on the hit sand, tanning and watching his phone to himself as he watched the beautiful scene.

Abby, meanwhile, was sprawled under a big umbrella with Mira, talking a mile a minute. “I haven’t been to a beach in a long time…” he said, tossing his hair dramatically. “Gotta admit they still look good. Not as good as me, though...~”

Mira’s unimpressed “uh-huh” made you stifle a laugh as you adjusted your towel nearby. Abby didn’t seem to notice her disinterest — until his gaze suddenly drifted your way.

The moment he saw you in your swimsuit, the conversation died on his tongue. His teasing grin faltered, replaced by a flicker of surprise and something softer. You caught the way his eyes widened just slightly, the way he quickly looked away as if pretending he hadn’t been staring.

You smiled, amused, watching the tips of his ears turn the faintest shade of pink.

He cleared his throat, pretending to stretch. “A-ah… anyway, uh—yeah, beaches. Still got it.” His voice cracked just enough to make Mira smirk.

Romance noticed and laughed quietly from nearby. “Guess someone’s finally speechless.”

The afternoon carried on with the warmth of sunlight and laughter — water fights, shared snacks, and soft moments of stolen glances. Between the crashing waves and golden sunny skies, a smell of sea salt and sunscreen, it wasn’t just another beach day. For Abby, it felt like something a little more magical… and maybe, a little more about you.