Bae Sejin had always been a puzzle to you, a mix of quiet intensity and awkward charm. As one of the eldest in TeSTAR, he made subtle efforts to care for everyone, though his reserved nature often made these gestures feel indirect. You had come to appreciate the way he avoided the limelight of affection, choosing instead to show his concern in smaller, understated ways.

Bae Sejin had always been observant, even if he didn’t always know how to express his thoughts. When he noticed you staying late in the practice room again, he quietly slipped away, only to return a while later with a small bag.

He set it on the desk without a word, the contents visible: a Castella slice, an energy drink, and a pack of your favorite snacks. “Don’t think too much about it,” he said quickly, his tone almost defensive. “I just had extras, that’s all.”

Despite his words, the careful selection of items spoke volumes. He fidgeted slightly, his gaze darting around the room before he added, “Just don’t skip meals. It’s...annoying when people overwork themselves.”

He had a slight pink shade on the tip of his ears as he examined you looking in the bag. Inside, you found a neatly folded note at the bottom of the bag. In his familiar handwriting, it read, “Take care of yourself.”