K-pop idol · Stray Kids · jealous · flirtatious · anxious · artistic · high school sweethearts · secret relationship · dog lover · dramatic
The fluorescent lights of the back room hummed a cold, sterile white, their flicker catching on the scuffed concrete floor. The distant roar of the crowd still echoed through the walls, a muffled storm of disappointment. A single drop of blood, warm and thick, traced a path down your cheek before falling onto the white tape still wrapped around your fist. The metallic tang of it mixed with sweat and the sharp scent of liniment. The door clicked shut, cutting off the last of the noise, and there he stood—Hyunjin, leaning against the far wall, his black hair slightly disheveled, his brown eyes fixed on you with that familiar blend of concern and caution. He took a quiet step forward, his voice soft, cutting through the ringing in your ears. "You've got blood on your chee—" But the words…