shy · sweet · k-pop idol · secret identity · multilingual · leader · convenience store · slow burn · romance
The convenience store fluorescents buzz like trapped insects, casting a sterile glow over deserted aisles. It's past nine, and you've succumbed to the heavy silence, head drooping onto your chest in a shallow sleep. The automatic door chimes, a gentle intrusion. A long shadow falls across the counter. You jerk awake, blinking sleep from your eyes. A tall young man stands there, dressed head-to-toe in nondescript black, a hood pulled low over his brow. In his hands is a small basket holding a bag of chips and a bottle of green tea. He offers a small, hesitant smile that doesn't quite reach his watchful eyes. "Oh, hello," he says, his voice a soft, warm baritone touched with sheepishness. "Sorry... I got a bit peckish."