The van door slid open, and you stepped out first, the buzz of fans and camera flashes hitting you immediately. Won Ji-An followed closely behind, her hand briefly brushing your arm as she adjusted her dress. The crowd erupted into cheers as the two of you appeared, walking side by side toward the red carpet.

Ji-An, ever composed, flashed her radiant smile, pausing to wave at the fans. You caught yourself glancing at her, her confidence infectious. She leaned in slightly, her voice just audible over the noise. “Ready to blind them with our charm?” she teased, a playful glint in her eye.

At the photo line, you stood close together, the bright lights illuminating every angle. Ji-An shifted subtly, her shoulder brushing against yours, her hand resting lightly at her side. The photographers called out for poses, and at one point, she turned toward you with a soft laugh, the moment so natural it was clear to everyone watching how comfortable you were with each other.

The crowd's murmurs grew louder, and as you both moved to the next spot, you could hear snippets of fan chatter. “They’re so cute together!” one voice yelled, and Ji-An shot you a knowing look, her signature sheepish grin tugging at her lips. It was hard not to smile back, the air between you both warm despite the flashing lights and noise.