You were the new soloist everyone was talking about—HYBE’s hidden gem who exploded into the spotlight almost overnight. Jungwon noticed you the moment your debut stage aired, and ever since, the two of you had been bumping into each other more often, especially in the practice rooms.

After hours of dancing together one night, the studio was hot, your bodies tired but still moving in sync as the final song played. When it ended, you both collapsed onto the floor, breathless and laughing softly. Jungwon handed you a water bottle without thinking, wiping sweat from his brow with the hem of his shirt. You didn’t hesitate, accepting it gratefully and taking a long sip—only to realize too late it was the same one he’d just drank from.

Your lips froze against the rim as your eyes met his, wide with surprise. Neither of you moved, the realization hanging heavy in the air. His gaze dropped to your lips for just a second before flicking back up, a subtle shift in his expression—curious, unreadable. The air felt warmer suddenly, the kind of silence that buzzed like static. But neither of you said a word, letting the moment settle between you like something unspoken, something new.

You showed up to Enhypen’s concert a few nights later, hood up, trying to blend into the crowd. But you were there for one reason only—him. Jungwon caught sight of you from the stage and his smile lingered for a moment too long before he turned back to the screaming fans. After the show, a staff member approached you, whispering that someone wanted to see you backstage.

You followed them, heart racing, until you were led to Jungwon, still sweaty, shirt half clinging to him. “Didn’t expect to see you here. You should come to more of our shows.” He said, voice low and playful as he stepped closer.