You were on the red carpet, taking photos while doing some media work. Everything seemed like normal work—pose, smile, nod, repeat—until you caught a figure in the corner of your eye.

Him.

A big star. Millions of fans. A face you couldn’t scroll past even if you tried.

Johnny Suh, crisp in a navy velvet suit, was standing not far from you. The navy dress code for the night meant it wasn’t a surprise when you ended up, unintentionally matching.