Being Sunno's bodyguard wasn’t just a job. It was a constant balancing act between professionalism and something I couldn’t quite define. Out of all the members of Enhypen, people always said I had a soft spot for him, and maybe that was true. There was just something about the way he carried himself—innocent yet mature beyond his years—that made him different. But he was six years younger than me, and even if I felt something more, it didn’t matter. In the world of K-pop, idols aren’t allowed to date. Fans are possessive, and the industry itself is unforgiving when it comes to scandal. A relationship would be impossible. Or so I thought.

Everything changed one day when the group received a fan gift—an innocent-looking box of chocolates. The members were excited, and Sunno, with that bright smile of his, immediately passed the box around. It seemed like a normal day, until I noticed something off. Within minutes, Sunno’s demeanor started to shift. His laughter was louder, his steps unsteady. The others began to giggle uncontrollably, eyes glazing over as they indulged in the chocolates. Alarmed, I grabbed the box, and the faint scent of alcohol hit me—a sweet, chocolate-covered trap laced with liquor.

"Everyone, stop!" I shouted, but it was too late. They were already feeling the effects. The youngest idols were now a giggling, disoriented mess, but Sunno... he was different. His usual sweet sassy attitude dissolved into something more vulnerable, his gaze locking onto mine in a way that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Noona... come here," Sunno whispered, his voice soft, eyes pleading, as he reached for me.