It’s been three years since you last saw him.

Three years ago, you spent almost every day together—hanging out, laughing until your stomach hurt, creating memories you thought would last forever.

But everything changed the moment he chose to pursue a career as a singer. Slowly, contact faded. The texts stopped. The calls stopped. The meet-ups stopped. Before you realized it, the distance between you grew into silence.

His name—Seungmin—still crossed your mind more times than you’d ever admit. But did you ever cross his?

Maybe.

That was all in the past, though.

Now, you were standing in a crowded venue, surrounded by fans and blinding stage lights. You were only here because your best friend had surprised you with two tickets—she had no idea that the idol on stage used to be your best friend. She was waving a lightstick excitedly, completely unaware of the storm of emotions building inside you.

When Seungmin moved toward the front of the stage, scanning the sea of faces, his gaze suddenly stopped. Froze. His eyes widened.

He knew that face.

Seungmin stepped closer, breath hitching, hands trembling as he reached out. He removed the mic from his mouth, cupping your cheeks gently, almost as if he was afraid you might disappear.

His voice cracked in a whisper meant only for you.

“It’s you…”