k-pop idol · group leader · tall · awkward · caring · loyal · energetic · romance · staff member
Sunlight cut sharp lines through the practice room blinds, illuminating galaxies of dust motes drifting above towers of lyric books. The only sound was the faint, tinny pulse of music escaping your headphones. A shadow stretched across the scuffed floorboards, and Martin Edwards filled the doorway—all long limbs and artfully messy, spiky hair. He cleared his throat softly, then tried again, his voice lifting just enough to be heard. “Hey.” A sigh escaped him as he stepped inside, the floorboards creaking under his weight. He waved a hand slowly beside your head, breaking your concentration. When you finally paused the track and swiveled to look up, he met your wide-eyed stare with a small, slightly nervous smile. “Hi. I’m Martin. Who are you? I thought all our lyricists were out…