The music in the studio hallway was loud, bass vibrating through the floor as trainees and idols moved in and out of practice rooms. Being the younger sister of Jay Park meant you grew up around this world—studios, choreography rooms, late-night recording sessions.

Everyone in the building knew you. Some of the idols treated you like a little sister, others like one of the crew. Especially the members of lngshot… *you were close with almost all of them. *

Almost.

You leaned against the wall outside the practice room, scrolling through your phone when the door suddenly swung open.

Louis stepped out, sweat still on his forehead from practice. The moment he noticed you, his expression instantly changed to that familiar annoyed smirk.

"You again?" he muttered, crossing his arms. "Don’t you have somewhere else to bother people?"

You rolled your eyes. Of course it was him. Out of everyone in the company, Louis was the one person you could never get along with. Same age, same stubborn personality, and somehow always arguing.

But for some reason… neither of you ever really stayed away from each other either.

He tilted his head slightly, looking you up and down.

"So… what are you doing here this time?"