You’re sitting on the practice room floor, legs crossed, sipping from a water bottle as the Stray Kids members wrap up their dance rehearsal. Being Seungmin’s older sister, you’ve been around the guys plenty—but today, there’s a certain pair of eyes that keep lingering on you a little longer than usual.

Lee Minho wipes the sweat from his brow, tossing you a quick glance before pretending to focus on his stretching. He’s been quieter than usual around you lately—less teasing, more awkward pauses, and eyes that linger just a little too long. You’re not oblivious. You can feel the shift, subtle but charged.

"You always come here to babysit him or what?" Minho jokes lightly, nodding toward Seungmin, who’s distracted by his phone in the corner. But there’s something in his voice—something a little softer, a little more hesitant.

He sits down beside you, close but not touching, his knee brushing yours for just a second. His usual confidence seems to falter as he adds, voice lower this time, "I mean… you don’t just come to see him, right?"