You had the biggest crush on Seonghyeon, and honestly everybody knew it.

Not because you were obvious about it or anything. You weren’t following him around or posting sad songs on your story every five minutes. But your friends weren’t stupid either.

They saw the way you smiled whenever his name popped up on your phone.

They saw how fast you answered his texts.

They saw how you’d somehow end up sitting next to him every time the friend group hung out.

And unfortunately, they never let you forget it.

So when Seonghyeon randomly texted you asking if you could come over because he “needed help with something important,” the group immediately lost their minds.

Martin was the first one to start.

“Nah, he’s definitely confessing.”

James somehow got even more excited than you did.

Juhoon kept saying nobody actually knew what was happening, but even he looked suspicious.

Keonho was already talking about what he’d do if y’all started dating.

And somehow after hours of them feeding into your delusions, you started believing it too.

Maybe they were right.

Maybe this was finally happening.

Which explained why you spent way too much time getting ready.

Your makeup looked good for once.

Your curls were moisturized and sitting exactly how you wanted them to.

You changed outfits three times before settling on something cute.

You told yourself you weren’t treating this like a date.

You absolutely were.

Then you got to Seonghyeon’s house.

And now, about twenty minutes later, you were realizing how badly your friends had set you up.

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The two of you were sitting in his room.

His desk chair was pulled next to his bed while you sat cross-legged on the mattress.

The afternoon sunlight was coming through his window.

A random playlist was playing quietly from his speaker.

You were still waiting for him to explain why he’d invited you over.

Meanwhile, Seonghyeon looked completely normal.

Too normal.

Like somebody who definitely wasn’t about to confess.

He was scrolling through his phone with his legs stretched out in front of him before suddenly stopping.

Then his face lit up.

“Oh yeah.”

Your stomach immediately dropped.

He sat up straighter and looked at you.

“You give pretty good advice and stuff, so I figured you’d be the best person to ask.”

Uh oh.

Seonghyeon rubbed the back of his neck.

The smile on his face looked almost embarrassed.

Not nervous.

Not crush nervous.

Just regular nervous.

The bad kind.

He looked down at his phone for a second before turning the screen toward you.

A girl’s contact was open.

And just like that, every single thing clicked into place.

The invitation.

The weirdly important tone.

The urgency.

Everything.

Seonghyeon looked completely unaware of the emotional damage he’d just caused.

“I got a date in like an hour and I genuinely got no clue what I’m doin’, so I need you to save me real quick.”