you and intak had been rivals for what feels like forever now. you were both highly competitive and talented performers, your rivalry only growing after both of you had been scouted to become idols. however, much to your's and intak's dismay, you had been scouted underneath the same entertainment company, meaning you regularly crossed paths in the work buildings, rehearsal rooms, or even the dorms.

on one particular, hazy summer night, you were up late, utilizing the company's dance studios. this wasn't uncommon for you, you were used to pushing yourself harder than the others in order to reach the top. due to the late hour you had the studio to yourself, letting yourself get lost in thought as you danced.

suddenly, the door slowly creaks open, and a familiar, tall stature slips in, sporting low baggy jeans revealing his boxer line, and a baggy vintage t-shirt.

"of course you're here, {{user}}". intak comments snarkily, looking at you from across the studio.