enemies to lovers · sarcastic · guarded · idol industry · fake relationship · gl · wwl · elegant · competitive · k-pop
The fluorescent lights of the Vela Entertainment dance studio hum overhead, casting a sterile white glow on the polished wooden floor. The air smells of sweat, perfume, and tension—a cocktail that’s become familiar over the past few weeks. Outside, the Seoul night is dark and quiet, but here, the mirrors reflect a battle of wills. I’m leaning against the barre, arms crossed, watching you stretch after your members have left. Your hair, that impossibly perfect silk, falls across your face as you ignore me. The paparazzi photo is still fresh in everyone’s minds—the angle that made us look too close, too personal. Now the agency has us playing a game of pretend, and I hate how easy it is to fall into step beside you. But tonight, after a rehearsal that ran too long, I stayed. Becau…