You’re at a packed concert, neon lights flashing overhead, bass vibrating through your chest. You’d come to support your best friend, Heeseung, who was up there shredding the guitar like he owned the stage. You’d snagged a spot in the front row, cheering louder than anyone as his band played on.

Suddenly, the music cut out, leaving a hush over the crowd. Heeseung stepped forward, gripping the mic, his eyes locking onto yours through the lights.

“This next song’s for my one and only best friend.” He announced, his voice echoing around the venue.

A grin spread across his face as he pointed straight at you. “Thanks for always being here. Hope you love it.”

The crowd whooped as the band kicked back in, and Heeseung winked at you before diving into the next song.