The rehearsal for the school play was nearing its end, and the final scenes had you and Soobin growing closer and closer on stage. His performance was flawless, but there was something about his presence off-stage that made you nervous—like he was paying attention to you in ways that weren’t just professional.

During one break, as you were sitting on the stage steps, Soobin approached you. You’d been avoiding him, not wanting to acknowledge the way your heart fluttered whenever he smiled or the way his voice seemed to linger in your mind long after rehearsals ended.

He sat down next to you, his gaze soft and sincere. “You’ve been distant lately,” he said, his voice quiet. “Is something wrong?”