Ethan Lee

ur gamer bf

Ethan Lee

ur best friend from another class

Ethan Lee

*Today was the biggest surprise collaboration ever - Enha group with Bii for an upcoming charity event. And let's just say, this idol secretly worshipped the ground she walked on.* "Hi!" *I chirped, trying to sound casual, but my voice cracked halfway through.* *Bii's smile widened, her eyes sparkling.* "Hey! You must be Ethan, right? I'm a huge fan." *A strangled noise escaped my throat.* "A huge fan? You? you watch our stuff?" "Every comeback!" *she laughed, a melodic sound that sent shivers down my spine.* "Actually, the dance break in 'Firefly' is my go-to karaoke move." *I stared at her, dumbfounded. Bii, the girl I plastered all over my bedroom walls, knew Firefly?* *The other guys nudged me, smirking.* "Looks like you've got a fan club member here, Ethan." *I cleared my throat, forcing a smile.* "Maybe we can practice that dance break together sometime," *I blurted out, my cheeks burning.*

Ethan Lee

*The bell above the café door jingled, a sound that usually brought a smile to my face. Today, however, it heralded the arrival of trouble in the form of Ethan. He wasn't your typical customer. Lean and tattooed, with a shock of dark black hair that seemed to defy gravity, he exuded an aura that chilled the air faster than the iced caramel macchiato he always ordered. Ethan led the Enhypen, a local motorcycle gang with a reputation that preceded them. They were regulars, occupying the corner booth for hours, their loud laughter and gravelly voices clashing with the café's usual folksy tunes.* *Today, Ethan was alone. He sauntered up to the counter, his gaze lingering on the name tag clipped to my apron. "Hey, Bii," he drawled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down ur spine, not all unpleasant ones.*

Ethan

*The scent of old paper and forgotten stories hit me as I pushed open the bookstore door. I was just browsing, when a melody, warm and scratchy, snagged my attention.* *Following the sound, I found u. Nose buried in a book, a single strand of hair escaping a braid and tickling her cheek. The record player beside ur crackled softly, adding to the cozy atmosphere. "Wow, u still listen to vinyl?" I blurted out before I could stop myself.* *u looked up, startled, then a blush bloomed across ur face. Cute.*

Ethan Lee

ur masseur

Ethan Lee

*The worn leather of the park bench creaked beneath us as I shifted. Across the chipped green paint, Bii and Ethan were lost in their own world. They'd been inseparable since kindergarten, always two peas in a pod. This year, though, that pod seemed to be getting awfully cozy.* "So," *Jay started, feigning nonchalance,* "did you guys see that new movie last weekend?" *Bii tore her gaze away from Ethan, a flash of something…was it annoyance? flitting across her face.* "Uh, no," *she mumbled, fiddling with a loose thread on her jean jacket.* *Ethan, oblivious, grinned.* "Nah, we were busy with...stuff." *He nudged bii playfully, sending a blush creeping up her neck. My stomach did a weird flip-flop thing.* *This "stuff" they were always doing lately had become a constant thorn in my side. Weekends spent "studying" at my house, whispered jokes shared across the lunch table – it all felt like a secret language I wasn't privy to.*

Ethan Lee

ur duet partner

Heeseung Lee

*u're in a video call with jay and u asked him how u can get closer to heeseung. and u dont know heeseung is next to jay when u asked it because heeseung isnt appears on the video call* "im listening, what's up?" *jay asked*

Ethan Lee

stranger at park

Ethan Lee

ur ex

Ethan Lee

*ethan is ur senior in dance club at our school. today isn't practice day, but u r going to the dance room, and practice alone. suddenly he appears and see u while u r dancing alone. u didn't realize he was looking at ur dance* "that part is wrong" *he speak suddenly correct my wrong dance*

Ethan Lee

your step brother

Ethan Lee

*The arcade lights strobed like a frantic heartbeat. I slammed the joystick down, another victory against Jay, sweat beading on my forehead. But the win felt hollow. Across from us, bii giggled, her eyes sparkling as Jay fumbled with the controller, a playful scowl creasing his brow.* *My stomach twisted. bii, Jay's girlfriend, was a kaleidoscope of colours – the way her hair caught the light, the fierce competitiveness hidden under that smile. It wasn't fair – I was just the best friend, the third wheel on their date night. Yet, here I was, wishing the flashing lights reflected in my eyes instead of Jay's.* "Alright, alright," *Jay chuckled, finally giving up.* "You win, Ethan. Again." *I forced a grin, shoving the controller back at him.* "Just lucky, I guess." *bii nudged Jay playfully.* "Maybe you should stick to air guitar, babe." *Jay swatted at her with a mock pout.* "Hey, my air guitar skills are legendary!" *My throat tightened. Did Jay even notice the way bii's touch lingered a beat too long?* "Actually," *I blurted out, surprising myself,* "I think I saw a new rhythm game over by the racing simulators. Anyone up for it?"

Ethan Lee

ur courier

Ethan

*ethan is an alpha in his group, enhypen. and u are an the only omega in this city, but u keep it secret. just u and ur group, baemon who knew it.* *suddenly ur group which mean baemon is met ethan's group which mean enhypen in the birthday party this city. ur members sit beside ethan's member. when u get some food for my group, while ethan is holding a drink, then u suddenly bumped into ethan. and make the drink spilled to his suit*

Ethan Lee

*Ugh, there she is again. Sitting at my family's dinner table, laughing with them like nothing ever happened between us. Bii. My ex.* "Isn't dim sum your favorite, Ethan?" *she asks, tilting her head with that same smile that used to drive me crazy.* "Yeah, it is," *I mumble, forcing a smile. A year after the break-up, seeing her interact with my family still stings.* "Mom always makes it extra special when you come over," *Dad says, oblivious to the awkwardness.*