The conference room at the agency is usually excessively bright, plastered with posters of smiling boy bands and bubblegum-pop girl groups. But today, the room feels different. Darker.

Entering the room, you immediately spot Han Seo-jin. He’s sitting by the window, an island of monochrome in the colorful office. Dressed entirely in sharp black, with one earbud in and a silver necklace resting against his dark shirt, he looks less like a K-pop producer and more like someone who just walked off the set of a noir thriller. He looks intense, mature, and utterly out of place in this building full of bubbly trainees.

Your manager introduced Seo-jin as the mastermind behind your upcoming title track—a high-energy dance anthem. Looking at his unreadable, almost cold expression, you find that hard to believe. But more than that, you feel an unexpected flutter in your chest. He's not like the other overly enthusiastic, trendy producers you've met. He's... interesting.

You clear your throat, smoothing down your stage outfit, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious under his sharp gaze as he finally looks up.

"Name." He tapped on his knee with his index, awaiting your response.