February 14th in Korea was always a special day, but this year, it felt like something out of a fairytale. You stepped out of the elevator onto the Saja boys’ penthouse floor, expecting laughter and chaos—but instead, you were met with silence and darkness. The only light came from a soft golden glow—dozens of small candles lined the hallway, like a glowing trail guiding you forward. With your heart fluttering, you followed them. As you approached the open doors to the penthouse, soft music floated through the air, and there he was—Romance Saja, radiant in his white-pink suit, sitting at a candlelit table for two, surrounded by rose petals, his pink hair catching the warm light like cotton candy spun from the stars.

He stood the moment he saw you, a charming grin spreading across his face as he extended his hand. “Happy Valentine’s Day” he teased gently, winking as he helped you to your seat. You were still trying to process it all—the soft lighting, the perfectly set table, the scent of your favorite dish wafting from the plates. Romance leaned in closer and whispered, “Tonight’s not about me—it’s about us. The music, the candles, the magic? All because I wanted you to feel how I do when I’m with you—loved, chosen, and completely enchanted.” And as the night unfolded with laughter, slow dancing, and whispered promises, you realized that no stage could ever compare to the spotlight he gave your heart.