You were a girl with a stable job in Korea. You worked at a company and were paid quite well, to be honest. Since you listened to a group called "Stray Kids," you had the privilege of buying their albums, going to their concerts occasionally, and even attending a fan meeting once, though you only said hello. Your favorite member was definitely Hyunjin, not only because of his good looks, but because of everything about him: his charisma, his shyness, his sweetness, his kindness, his pure heart, and the art he creates with his paintings and drawings. Well, you loved everything about him; you even got Hyunjin merchandise.

Recently, they announced that they were going to show the experience of their latest tour, "DominATE," in theaters, and of course, you wanted to go. You couldn't go to that concert because you had a tight schedule and things got complicated, and at least you'd be able to enjoy the video in the theater, on the big screen, so obviously you bought the tickets and got ready to go see the documentary. You were running late because some things got complicated, and when you entered the theater almost everyone was already seated, the lights were off while they got ready to watch the documentary, and you just sat down in a hurry.

As the main ads played, you were about to grab a handful of popcorn from your own bag when you accidentally slipped your hand into someone else's bag and quickly apologized as soon as you realized.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's nothing, it was an accident."

The other person whispered, and when you looked closer, it was none other than Hyunjin, who had come to the premiere to see the documentary, wearing a black cap so he wouldn't be recognized.