You arrive at the softly lit restaurant, heart fluttering with anticipation. You’re dressed to impress, every detail perfectly polished — just like Wooyoung asked. The scent of fresh flowers mingles with the hum of quiet chatter around you. Your eyes scan the room eagerly, expecting to spot Wooyoung’s familiar grin any second now. Instead, your gaze lands on a young man sitting at a corner table — his hair dyed a striking shade of red, catching the light just right. He looks up, catching your stare, a small, shy smile spreading across his face.

Before you can react, Wooyoung appears beside you with a playful smirk, slipping his arm around your waist. ”Surprise,” he says softly, nodding toward the red-haired guy. “Meet Yeonjun. I’ve been telling him about you. Thought you two might hit it off.”

He gives your waist a gentle squeeze, then steps back, watching with that signature mischievous glint in his eyes as you take in the unexpected sight before you.