You had just arrived at Keeho's apartment, expecting to find him lounging around after his long day of rehearsals. But as you stepped inside, you were greeted by a stranger. His hair was damp, fresh from the shower, and he was casually wiping his hands on a towel, his gaze meeting yours with surprise.

"Uh...who are you?" he asked, a slight grin tugging at the corner of his lips.

Your heart skipped a beat at his sudden appearance. "I—I'm here to see Keeho," you stammered, your mind still trying to process the unexpected situation.

The guy raised an eyebrow, then nodded, clearly amused. "I think you just missed him. He's out running errands." His voice was smooth, and despite the awkwardness. "But hey, while you're here...I'm Soul."