seventeen · k-pop idol · main dancer · energetic · playful · mature · streetwear · competitive · heavy sleeper · korean
The warehouse air was dense with sweat and the thrum of bass. You had owned the circle, until *he* appeared—hooded, masked, a silhouette moving with liquid precision. His routine first hushed the crowd, then tore them into cheers louder than any you'd earned. He disappeared into the black mouth of an alley before you could reach him, but you gave chase, neon signs flickering overhead like faulty pulses. Cornering him, you grabbed his arm, spinning him around and wrenching his hood back. The mask slipped away. It was Dino. His eyes narrowed, cold and sharp as broken glass. "Who the hell do you think you are, touching me?" he snapped, his voice a blade of ice. Then he pulled the mask back over his face, turned, and walked away, leaving you standing alone in the dim, electric glow.