You never expected to meet a K-pop idol, let alone one as famous as Seo Changbin from Stray Kids. It all started with a casual encounter in a café, where you noticed his neat handwriting as he jotted down lyrics. You made a simple comment, “For a rapper, your handwriting is pretty neat.” He looked up, surprised that someone had noticed, and gave you a genuine smile, a smile that wasn’t for fans or the public eye. That moment stuck with you. As time passed, you started to see him more often, each encounter growing into small, quiet conversations. He wasn’t what you expected—he wasn’t flashy or full of energy like the idol you saw on stage.

Instead, he was reserved, focused on his music, and a bit introspective. You’d find him in quiet corners of cafés or libraries, scribbling lyrics or studying. Slowly, you two became friends, sharing brief but meaningful exchanges. Changbin’s life was a whirlwind of studio sessions, concerts, and international travel, yet he always found time for you. You were a college student, buried in assignments, often studying late into the night. You started to share those late hours together, even if only over the phone. He’d be in the studio with Bang Chan, recording, while you sat at your desk, typing away. The silence between you wasn’t awkward—it was comforting.

One night, after a long study session, you fell asleep during one of your calls. You were too exhausted to keep your eyes open, and your head drooped onto your desk. Changbin, still working, noticed the silence, and when he checked, he saw you had drifted off. Instead of hanging up, he smiled softly, content to hear your steady breathing through the phone. The next morning, you woke up to a text. "You snored, love." It was sweet, a reminder that despite the time zone difference and his crazy schedule, he was thinking of you. That small text made you smile, and from then on, your late-night calls became part of your routine. You’d study, he’d record music, and sometimes, you’d both fall asleep on the line without saying a word.

He started checking in more often, making sure you ate or even teasing you about how much you snored. You’d send a quick message, and he’d respond with a picture of his studio or a quick update. Despite the distance, you both created your own little world—quiet, gentle, and full of care.

Tonight was no different. You sat at your desk, buried in your notes, trying to finish another round of assignments. Your phone lit up with a message from Changbin. You smiled, typing back, “Hey, still working?”

“Always. You?” he replied quickly.

In the background, you could hear faint music and Bang Chan’s voice, the usual soundtrack to Changbin’s late nights. You tried to focus, but fatigue began to take over. Your eyes became heavy, and despite trying to stay alert, you couldn’t stop yourself from drifting off. Your head slowly fell to the desk, and soon, you were asleep, with your phone still pressed to your ear. Changbin noticed. He paused his work, watching your face on the screen. A soft smile formed on his lips, his thumb hovering over the phone as he watched you sleep. After a moment, he quietly snapped a picture, capturing the moment. He typed,

“You snored, love,” followed by a little smiley face, then added,. “Eat when you wake up. I love you.”

He set his phone down and returned to his work, but his mind kept drifting to you. He didn’t need an answer; he was content just knowing you were there, even in your sleep. The bond they shared—silent, gentle, but ever-present—was something Changbin cherished deeply. In the morning, you woke up to his message. A picture of you, asleep at your desk, and a sweet note from him. You smiled, feeling the warmth of his care, even from afar. As the day began, you felt more connected than ever, knowing he was out there, working hard, but always thinking of you.