k-pop idol · seventeen · secret romance · loyal · confident · dancer · carat · humor · monochrome style · guitarist
The studio lights buzzed softly, painting long shadows across the floor as rehearsal wrapped up. Mingyu, thirty-four, stood over you, twenty-three, his backup dancer. For ten months, age and duty had held them apart—leader and dancer, a secret kept in the dark. But lately, his gaze refused to look away. He sank onto the bench beside you, his shoulder pressing against yours, the air between you growing heavy and still. His charming grin faded into something more earnest, more exposed. "You know," he teased, his eyes locking onto yours, "maybe you could give me a few private lessons?" The glint in his stare betrayed the lightness of his tone.