sypnosis you have the fattest crush on Seonghyeon ever since you guys were still in highschool, what happens when you found out he debuted in Cortis? How would he feel when he realised he's your bias?
notes not proofread, contains swearing. clearingmydraftpart2 you can tell i really like highschool love haha🙏 IMIGHT MAKE THIS FIC INTO A SMAU SERIES
── divider by @/cursed-carmine
The weather was scorching hot today. Student's chatters scattered the classroom─anything but paying attention in class. The literature teacher kept talking about symbolism or something, her voice quietly blending within the classroom, but you couldn’t focus on a single word.
You sat by the window, propping your chin on your hand while gazing at the field when you noticed something, or...someone.
Seonghyeon, who is currently playing basketball with his gang.
HE LOOKS SO GOOD like holy facecard?
Dark brown hair damped from sweat, while his pe shirt clinged slightly to his back, outlining his shoulders every time he jumped for a rebound. His laughter can be heard faintly through the opened classroom window.
Your friend besides you noticed too.
"Don't tell me your looking at him again," she groaned
" Oh- please, he just look so handsome," you replied, still watching closely at him. "I swear the girls next class was pinning on him too!"
Outside, his friends was chatting about what to eat for lunch when he felt someone staring. Slowly, he glanced up toward the building behind him, your block. For a second, his eyes searched lazily across the rows of windows before landing directly on yours.
Your heart nearly stopped that moment.
Both of your eyes met for a sec before he smiled softly, at you.
In a split second, Seonghyeon lifted one hand slightly, hidden low enough beneath the window frame so probably nobody else noticed. A tiny wave, towards you.
Your whole body froze, breath hitching in your throat. However, before you could even reply, his hand dropped, the wave vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, and his attention shifted back to his friends.
You glanced back to your friend, face flushed from the encounter. You couldn't believed what has happened just now.
"He looked at-, no he waved at me!" you exclaimed, not loud enough to interupt the teacher.
"Are you sure your not dreaming?" she only said before writing her notes.
"I swear on my mom he did infact, looked at me!" you argued.
"Ladies at the back! Please focus." the teacher suddenly called out, clearly not impressed by the two of you.
"...Yes ma'am" you could only say before shifting your attention back to class.
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Seonghyeon stopped coming to school after that.
At first, people assumed he was just absent for the day. Then a day became a week, and suddenly his disappearance turned into the only thing anyone talked about in the hallways.
Rumors spread like crazy, some said he was sick sick, that he collapsed and has been hospitalized overnight. Others whispered that his family had suddenly moved away without telling anyone. A few even claimed they saw him at the train station carrying a few bags, face hidden beneath a hoodie like he was trying hard not to be recognized.
You tried pretending you weren’t listening, but every new madeup rumour made your stomach twist tighter than ever.
The whole school felt wrong without him in it ─ how his seat two class away from yours sat painfully empty, how everytime you looked out the window to search for him, just to be disappointed by his absence.
By lunch, you couldn’t even finish eating. Your friends stares at you, completely baffled by your behaviour.
"ugh, he's not going to come back even if you starve yourself." one of your friends finally broke the silence.
"I know but..." you replied, looking at your half eaten melon bread.
"if your that worried about him..." your friend suddenly suggest
"just text him you idiot. Though I feel like he wouldn’t reply you" another one of your buddies chip in, cheeks still full of food.
"???? NO way," you raised your voice slightly, which cause passerby to turned around.
"Just try your luck. Here,I have his number." your friend slides you his contact just for safety measures.
That afternoon, rain tapped softly against the classroom windows while students packed their bags to leave. However, you stayed seated long after the bell rang, staring at your phone, fingering hovering over his contact.
You tried typing something, but ended up deleting all over again. You didn't want him to think your desperate but at the same time, you couldn't wait any longer, you wanted to know if he's okay or not.
Hi! ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧ This is Yn
did you get sick?
are you okay?
Before the thought of visibly cringing and wanting to delete it again, you braced yourself and quickly hit the sent button.
Okay, maybe you did regret doing that.
The classroom slowly emptied until only the sound of rain remained. You stared at the screen, not knowing what to do. Each passing second only deepened the discomfort twisting in your chest. Before you knew it, your phone buzzed. You jolted upright in your chair, heart leaping into your throat. You grab your phone anxiously, preparing for the worst.
Hey, this is Sean.
I'm okay.
can't really explain rn tho, ttyl?
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, not knowing what to reply.
Another message appeared seconds later.
are you worried about me?
You stare at that last message maybe 2...3....no 5 times atleast. Eyes scanning at that same sentence a good 6 times before your brain fully processed that.
a little
That's all you say. Cause you do, you miss him, infact way more than 'a little'. Rain continued tapping softly against the classroom windows while the screen glowed in your trembling hands.
Just then, three dots appeared again.
i'll be back soon, don't worry too much
Before you could even replied, another message appeared
I miss you too
You closed the app when you saw that, and immediately slam your phone down on the table.
You're so glad everyone else left.
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Months A year had passed.
It's been approx 486 days without Seonghyeon.
At one point, people at school stopped mentioning Seonghyeon altogether. His desk was eventually replaced by somebody else. The teachers no longer ask about his absence during attendance. Even the fake ahh rumors dissapeared, replaced by upcoming exams and future college applications.
Everyone seems to forget about him, everyone except you.
You still text him sometimes, and he'll reply later than usual everytime. During good days, he'll even text you first, telling you how his day suck or smth, and then he'll disappeared again for days again. Sometimes entire weeks passed without a single msg, and although you tried convincing yourself you were used to it by now, the silence still settled inside your chest every time.
He even said he’ll come back, what happened to that?
Though, despite everything, you couldn’t stop the warmth spreading through your chest at the thought that he still thought of you. (stop with the delulu)
Time slipped by quietly, and before anyone could truly process it, high school was already coming to an end. One by one, people started talking about college and upcoming plans and stuff
You hurried to school like usual, that’s the consequences of sleeping late every time. Mentally praying that you’ll arrive at school on time before the gates closes.
Upon reaching school, your whole face was already covered in sweats. Yet, something felt rather different or strange in a way. The teacher wasn’t on duty today, not even the prefects. Not a single student was present at the schoolyard. It was a bit unsettling to say the least but still you hurriedly walk over to your class.
The corridor felt weird too. Usually there would be people walking or gathering around here but strangely enough, barely a single person is using the corridor. The classrooms was oddly filled with murmurs and soft gasp but you pay no mind to it (you tried).
Sliding the door open, you would have thought that the teacher has already came but to your surprise, your class was basically a dessert, only a few friends of yours are present, endlessly scrolling through their phone, eyes never leaving the screen.
Odd, isn’t it like school hours? Why are they on their phones?
Still, you walked over to them, trying to atleast glance at what they’re looking at. Strangely, when they looked up towards you, their reaction was totally uncalled.
"GIRL DID U SAW FUCKING TWITTER?" Is all your friend said before violently shaking your shoulders over and over again.
"what─ no wtf-"
"CHECK IT NOW CAUSE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK."
and you did. You open twt to see what’s going on with everyone. You felt abit anxious when you scroll and scroll, all of the news doesn't felt as shocking as your friend described…until one post from BigHitEnt.
At first, it doesn't look like anything special, you know, just another debut teaser flooding social media. A newly announced boy group from some entertainment company you vaguely recognized. The comments were already exploding beneath the post.
Well until your eyes drifted toward the center member.
BIGHIT NEW BOY GROUP : CORTIS DEBUTS 8/18
MARTIN
JAMES
JUHOON
SEONGHYEON
KEONHO
Him, Seonghyeon.
It's hard to believe honestly.
Though the same time, all the dots seems to connect one to another. How he dissapeared so suddenly, how he rarely replied to your texts, how he can't seem to explain his situation.
It all seems to be coming together.
The realisation not only hits you but others as well. All this time, while everyone thought he’d disappeared or transferred away or gotten sick...he had been training to become an idol.
You zoomed in on him specifically, he look way older and grew into his features well. His dark brown hair was styled perfectly to accomodate his features, face glowing with the other members.
Below the pictures, comments flooded endlessly down the screen.
WHOS THE CENTER OMG???
HOLYFACECARD
OH THEY'RE GONNA BLOWUP
PREDEBUT FANS HERE!
Your beats faster than ever with every comment you read. While everyone was busy talking about Sean, you went to your seat to open his contact, heart silently praying its still there.
Except, its not.
It's gone. You already had a small gut feeling that this would happen, yet you still hold onto that empty hope that maybe, maybe his contact would still be there. And from that day onwards, you knew that he's no longer the same guy you once had loved.
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Semester break is right around the corner.
After weeks of exhausting finals, late-night studying, and surviving on Redbulls and energy drinks, you felt like you could finally breathe again. Your friends were already making plans for the break─talking excitedly about late-night outings, sleepovers, and maybe even throwing a small party just to celebrate.
Yet, you already had some plans for tonight.
Biding farewell to your friends, you walked to the desinated location. Fans have already crowded the front door but you pay no mind.
All you were thinking of is seeing him again.
After what seems like a year, you grown to like his group really well. From slowly listening to their music to watching all their videos and even joining their live, you could prob call yourself a connoisseur at this point.
After waiting patiently in the line, you finally got into your seat. Thousands of fans surrounded the venue, some holding banners of their bias. You even saw how exicted they are, how their eyes gleams so brightly at the thought of seeing their idol in real life.
The venue lights dimmed and suddenly the crowd exploded instantly into deafening screamms. Your breath caught as the giant screens flickered to life, one member appearing after another under the flashes of light and music.
And then, he appeared. Seonghyeon.
With every new face on screen, the roar of the venue intensified. Yet, amidst the chaos, you sat completely frozen, gripping your glowing lightstick so tightly your knuckles turned white. The music starts, and suddenly he was dancing beneath thousands of lights while fans cheered. Your eyes followed his figure, how he dances so flawlesly, how he still have a habit of running a hand through his hair between songs whenever he got nervous.
Time slowed down, seeing him in person, after everything that had happened between you two before the fame, made reality crash down all at once. He was entirely out of reach now.
Your chest ached painfully.
Halfway through the concert, the members paused to talk with the audience while catching their breath. Seonghyeon stood near the center of the stage, slightly flushed from performing beneath the heat of the lights.
Then slowly, his gaze drifted across the crowd.
From one section to another, until suddenly, his eyes stopped. Directly at where you were standing.
Your heart pounded hard against your chest.
For one terrifying second, Seonghyeon looked completely still. The noise of the arena faded into something distant and muffled while your entire body went numb beneath his stare. His expression shifted so subtly most people wouldn’t have noticed it.
Except you.
Of course you'll noticed, you had spent years studying his face every day during lunchtime long before the world knew him. Your friends may call you a lunatic but hey...who wouldn't honestly?
Recognition flickered briefly across his face dissapeared almost instantly.
But it was there.
Your breath caught painfully in your throat.
The concert continues, the crowd erupted back into screams as the members rushed into the next performance. You stand there, watching him from the sides silently.
It wasn't like you at all, back then, you would have been cheering on top of your lungs like your life depended on it during the school's national basketball competition, while even wearing his jersey number.
And still, every now and then, you caught him glancing toward your section again, well ─briefly.
By the final song, everyone was tired. Confetti drifted slowly from the ceiling while the members stood breathless beneath soft golden lights, thanking fans one by one. Together with the members, Seonghyeon bowed fully to thank everyone again. His cheeks were flushed, hair damped from sweat. His breathing still uneven from performing.
Yet somehow, when he smiled at the crowd, your chest tightened painfully with familiarity. That smile, was painfully similar to the one he gives you that day.
The concert ended far too quickly after that.
By the time you finally returned home, it was already past midnight. Exhaustion clung heavily to your body as you changed into more comfortable clothes before collapsing onto your bed, the concert still replaying endlessly inside your head. Your eyes was about to close when suddenly, a small notification interupts you.
You groaned before reaching towards it. Expecting to be some insta notifs from your friends. Instead, an unknown number appeared across your screen. Your brows furrowed slightly, opening the message.
you came?
You stared blankly at the message for several seconds. Three dots apprearing above your head as you stare longer at it.
Wrong number?
Your fingers hovered uncertainly above the keyboard before typing back carefully.
who is this?
Three dots appeared almost immediately, before vanishing, before appearing again....is this some strange prank?
damn
did u really forget me?
You blinked. Complementing whether you should block this number right now or no. Fortunately Unfortunately , curiosity hits you.
sorry no idea
This time the response came faster, as well as your heart drop.
sean
Your entire body went completely still. This must be some kind of prank right?
who?
Another message appeared.
don't believe me?
ill post something on weverse jus4u
watch
As you finish reading the message, a notification appeared.
sypnosis you and Juhoon broke up when you went to study abroad. No one knew you and him were a thing, not even when he became Cortis. It was a past you wanted to forget but to your dismay, your friend is a coer, and a very lucky one.. infact
notes imgoinginsanebutitsokayihavecortis
WRITTEN PARTS BELOW
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── divider by @/cursed-carmine
You were gasping for air by the time you reached the airport.
All because pookie2 want to go the Cortis pop up last minute.
What was done was done, and in the end, you three rush towards your gate, heavy suitcases rolling across shiny floors, , the flight announcements echoing overhead.
"Look...we made it! That's what matters right?" pookie2 said
"WE ALMOST. KEYWORD. ALMOST DIDN'T MADE IT." pookie1 joins in, totally not impressed by pookie2 actions
You shook your head, smiling as you finally reached the boarding gate. Outside the huge glass windows, planes waited beneath the sky. You finally let out a sigh of relieve, before sitting down to relax with your pookies.
"brb, toilet" pookie1 suddenly said, getting up to go to the restroom
"same" pookie2 butts in, before following pookie1
Sigh, atleast you made it. You relaxed at your seat, scrolling through reels until suddenly, notifications flooded your phone. You opened the messages, confused on what's going on.
sypnosis you have the fattest crush on Seonghyeon ever since you guys were still in highschool, what happens when you found out he debuted in Cortis? How would he feel when he realised he's your bias?
notes not proofread, contains swearing. clearingmydraftpart2 you can tell i really like highschool love haha🙏 IMIGHT MAKE THIS FIC INTO A SMAU SERIES
── divider by @/cursed-carmine
The weather was scorching hot today. Student's chatters scattered the classroom─anything but paying attention in class. The literature teacher kept talking about symbolism or something, her voice quietly blending within the classroom, but you couldn’t focus on a single word.
You sat by the window, propping your chin on your hand while gazing at the field when you noticed something, or...someone.
Seonghyeon, who is currently playing basketball with his gang.
HE LOOKS SO GOOD like holy facecard?
Dark brown hair damped from sweat, while his pe shirt clinged slightly to his back, outlining his shoulders every time he jumped for a rebound. His laughter can be heard faintly through the opened classroom window.
Your friend besides you noticed too.
"Don't tell me your looking at him again," she groaned
" Oh- please, he just look so handsome," you replied, still watching closely at him. "I swear the girls next class was pinning on him too!"
Outside, his friends was chatting about what to eat for lunch when he felt someone staring. Slowly, he glanced up toward the building behind him, your block. For a second, his eyes searched lazily across the rows of windows before landing directly on yours.
Your heart nearly stopped that moment.
Both of your eyes met for a sec before he smiled softly, at you.
In a split second, Seonghyeon lifted one hand slightly, hidden low enough beneath the window frame so probably nobody else noticed. A tiny wave, towards you.
Your whole body froze, breath hitching in your throat. However, before you could even reply, his hand dropped, the wave vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, and his attention shifted back to his friends.
You glanced back to your friend, face flushed from the encounter. You couldn't believed what has happened just now.
"He looked at-, no he waved at me!" you exclaimed, not loud enough to interupt the teacher.
"Are you sure your not dreaming?" she only said before writing her notes.
"I swear on my mom he did infact, looked at me!" you argued.
"Ladies at the back! Please focus." the teacher suddenly called out, clearly not impressed by the two of you.
"...Yes ma'am" you could only say before shifting your attention back to class.
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Seonghyeon stopped coming to school after that.
At first, people assumed he was just absent for the day. Then a day became a week, and suddenly his disappearance turned into the only thing anyone talked about in the hallways.
Rumors spread like crazy, some said he was sick sick, that he collapsed and has been hospitalized overnight. Others whispered that his family had suddenly moved away without telling anyone. A few even claimed they saw him at the train station carrying a few bags, face hidden beneath a hoodie like he was trying hard not to be recognized.
You tried pretending you weren’t listening, but every new madeup rumour made your stomach twist tighter than ever.
The whole school felt wrong without him in it ─ how his seat two class away from yours sat painfully empty, how everytime you looked out the window to search for him, just to be disappointed by his absence.
By lunch, you couldn’t even finish eating. Your friends stares at you, completely baffled by your behaviour.
"ugh, he's not going to come back even if you starve yourself." one of your friends finally broke the silence.
"I know but..." you replied, looking at your half eaten melon bread.
"if your that worried about him..." your friend suddenly suggest
"just text him you idiot. Though I feel like he wouldn’t reply you" another one of your buddies chip in, cheeks still full of food.
"???? NO way," you raised your voice slightly, which cause passerby to turned around.
"Just try your luck. Here,I have his number." your friend slides you his contact just for safety measures.
That afternoon, rain tapped softly against the classroom windows while students packed their bags to leave. However, you stayed seated long after the bell rang, staring at your phone, fingering hovering over his contact.
You tried typing something, but ended up deleting all over again. You didn't want him to think your desperate but at the same time, you couldn't wait any longer, you wanted to know if he's okay or not.
Hi! ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧ This is Yn
did you get sick?
are you okay?
Before the thought of visibly cringing and wanting to delete it again, you braced yourself and quickly hit the sent button.
Okay, maybe you did regret doing that.
The classroom slowly emptied until only the sound of rain remained. You stared at the screen, not knowing what to do. Each passing second only deepened the discomfort twisting in your chest. Before you knew it, your phone buzzed. You jolted upright in your chair, heart leaping into your throat. You grab your phone anxiously, preparing for the worst.
Hey, this is Sean.
I'm okay.
can't really explain rn tho, ttyl?
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, not knowing what to reply.
Another message appeared seconds later.
are you worried about me?
You stare at that last message maybe 2...3....no 5 times atleast. Eyes scanning at that same sentence a good 6 times before your brain fully processed that.
a little
That's all you say. Cause you do, you miss him, infact way more than 'a little'. Rain continued tapping softly against the classroom windows while the screen glowed in your trembling hands.
Just then, three dots appeared again.
i'll be back soon, don't worry too much
Before you could even replied, another message appeared
I miss you too
You closed the app when you saw that, and immediately slam your phone down on the table.
You're so glad everyone else left.
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Months A year had passed.
It's been approx 486 days without Seonghyeon.
At one point, people at school stopped mentioning Seonghyeon altogether. His desk was eventually replaced by somebody else. The teachers no longer ask about his absence during attendance. Even the fake ahh rumors dissapeared, replaced by upcoming exams and future college applications.
Everyone seems to forget about him, everyone except you.
You still text him sometimes, and he'll reply later than usual everytime. During good days, he'll even text you first, telling you how his day suck or smth, and then he'll disappeared again for days again. Sometimes entire weeks passed without a single msg, and although you tried convincing yourself you were used to it by now, the silence still settled inside your chest every time.
He even said he’ll come back, what happened to that?
Though, despite everything, you couldn’t stop the warmth spreading through your chest at the thought that he still thought of you. (stop with the delulu)
Time slipped by quietly, and before anyone could truly process it, high school was already coming to an end. One by one, people started talking about college and upcoming plans and stuff
You hurried to school like usual, that’s the consequences of sleeping late every time. Mentally praying that you’ll arrive at school on time before the gates closes.
Upon reaching school, your whole face was already covered in sweats. Yet, something felt rather different or strange in a way. The teacher wasn’t on duty today, not even the prefects. Not a single student was present at the schoolyard. It was a bit unsettling to say the least but still you hurriedly walk over to your class.
The corridor felt weird too. Usually there would be people walking or gathering around here but strangely enough, barely a single person is using the corridor. The classrooms was oddly filled with murmurs and soft gasp but you pay no mind to it (you tried).
Sliding the door open, you would have thought that the teacher has already came but to your surprise, your class was basically a dessert, only a few friends of yours are present, endlessly scrolling through their phone, eyes never leaving the screen.
Odd, isn’t it like school hours? Why are they on their phones?
Still, you walked over to them, trying to atleast glance at what they’re looking at. Strangely, when they looked up towards you, their reaction was totally uncalled.
"GIRL DID U SAW FUCKING TWITTER?" Is all your friend said before violently shaking your shoulders over and over again.
"what─ no wtf-"
"CHECK IT NOW CAUSE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK."
and you did. You open twt to see what’s going on with everyone. You felt abit anxious when you scroll and scroll, all of the news doesn't felt as shocking as your friend described…until one post from BigHitEnt.
At first, it doesn't look like anything special, you know, just another debut teaser flooding social media. A newly announced boy group from some entertainment company you vaguely recognized. The comments were already exploding beneath the post.
Well until your eyes drifted toward the center member.
BIGHIT NEW BOY GROUP : CORTIS DEBUTS 8/18
MARTIN
JAMES
JUHOON
SEONGHYEON
KEONHO
Him, Seonghyeon.
It's hard to believe honestly.
Though the same time, all the dots seems to connect one to another. How he dissapeared so suddenly, how he rarely replied to your texts, how he can't seem to explain his situation.
It all seems to be coming together.
The realisation not only hits you but others as well. All this time, while everyone thought he’d disappeared or transferred away or gotten sick...he had been training to become an idol.
You zoomed in on him specifically, he look way older and grew into his features well. His dark brown hair was styled perfectly to accomodate his features, face glowing with the other members.
Below the pictures, comments flooded endlessly down the screen.
WHOS THE CENTER OMG???
HOLYFACECARD
OH THEY'RE GONNA BLOWUP
PREDEBUT FANS HERE!
Your beats faster than ever with every comment you read. While everyone was busy talking about Sean, you went to your seat to open his contact, heart silently praying its still there.
Except, its not.
It's gone. You already had a small gut feeling that this would happen, yet you still hold onto that empty hope that maybe, maybe his contact would still be there. And from that day onwards, you knew that he's no longer the same guy you once had loved.
. ݁ ₊ ⊹. ౨ৎ . ݁ ₊ ⊹
Semester break is right around the corner.
After weeks of exhausting finals, late-night studying, and surviving on Redbulls and energy drinks, you felt like you could finally breathe again. Your friends were already making plans for the break─talking excitedly about late-night outings, sleepovers, and maybe even throwing a small party just to celebrate.
Yet, you already had some plans for tonight.
Biding farewell to your friends, you walked to the desinated location. Fans have already crowded the front door but you pay no mind.
All you were thinking of is seeing him again.
After what seems like a year, you grown to like his group really well. From slowly listening to their music to watching all their videos and even joining their live, you could prob call yourself a connoisseur at this point.
After waiting patiently in the line, you finally got into your seat. Thousands of fans surrounded the venue, some holding banners of their bias. You even saw how exicted they are, how their eyes gleams so brightly at the thought of seeing their idol in real life.
The venue lights dimmed and suddenly the crowd exploded instantly into deafening screamms. Your breath caught as the giant screens flickered to life, one member appearing after another under the flashes of light and music.
And then, he appeared. Seonghyeon.
With every new face on screen, the roar of the venue intensified. Yet, amidst the chaos, you sat completely frozen, gripping your glowing lightstick so tightly your knuckles turned white. The music starts, and suddenly he was dancing beneath thousands of lights while fans cheered. Your eyes followed his figure, how he dances so flawlesly, how he still have a habit of running a hand through his hair between songs whenever he got nervous.
Time slowed down, seeing him in person, after everything that had happened between you two before the fame, made reality crash down all at once. He was entirely out of reach now.
Your chest ached painfully.
Halfway through the concert, the members paused to talk with the audience while catching their breath. Seonghyeon stood near the center of the stage, slightly flushed from performing beneath the heat of the lights.
Then slowly, his gaze drifted across the crowd.
From one section to another, until suddenly, his eyes stopped. Directly at where you were standing.
Your heart pounded hard against your chest.
For one terrifying second, Seonghyeon looked completely still. The noise of the arena faded into something distant and muffled while your entire body went numb beneath his stare. His expression shifted so subtly most people wouldn’t have noticed it.
Except you.
Of course you'll noticed, you had spent years studying his face every day during lunchtime long before the world knew him. Your friends may call you a lunatic but hey...who wouldn't honestly?
Recognition flickered briefly across his face dissapeared almost instantly.
But it was there.
Your breath caught painfully in your throat.
The concert continues, the crowd erupted back into screams as the members rushed into the next performance. You stand there, watching him from the sides silently.
It wasn't like you at all, back then, you would have been cheering on top of your lungs like your life depended on it during the school's national basketball competition, while even wearing his jersey number.
And still, every now and then, you caught him glancing toward your section again, well ─briefly.
By the final song, everyone was tired. Confetti drifted slowly from the ceiling while the members stood breathless beneath soft golden lights, thanking fans one by one. Together with the members, Seonghyeon bowed fully to thank everyone again. His cheeks were flushed, hair damped from sweat. His breathing still uneven from performing.
Yet somehow, when he smiled at the crowd, your chest tightened painfully with familiarity. That smile, was painfully similar to the one he gives you that day.
The concert ended far too quickly after that.
By the time you finally returned home, it was already past midnight. Exhaustion clung heavily to your body as you changed into more comfortable clothes before collapsing onto your bed, the concert still replaying endlessly inside your head. Your eyes was about to close when suddenly, a small notification interupts you.
You groaned before reaching towards it. Expecting to be some insta notifs from your friends. Instead, an unknown number appeared across your screen. Your brows furrowed slightly, opening the message.
you came?
You stared blankly at the message for several seconds. Three dots apprearing above your head as you stare longer at it.
Wrong number?
Your fingers hovered uncertainly above the keyboard before typing back carefully.
who is this?
Three dots appeared almost immediately, before vanishing, before appearing again....is this some strange prank?
damn
did u really forget me?
You blinked. Complementing whether you should block this number right now or no. Fortunately Unfortunately , curiosity hits you.
sorry no idea
This time the response came faster, as well as your heart drop.
sean
Your entire body went completely still. This must be some kind of prank right?
who?
Another message appeared.
don't believe me?
ill post something on weverse jus4u
watch
As you finish reading the message, a notification appeared.
need martin x yn angst fic where martin hurts yn really badly and then feels horrible after😭 idc what the plot is i just want guilt, regret, yearning, and PAIN..
pretty please😇
OH IM GONNA WRITE THIS, JUST GIVE ME SOME TIME AND LET ME COOK!! 💕💕🤑🤑
sypnosis you have the fattest crush on Seonghyeon ever since you guys were still in highschool, what happens when you found out he debuted in Cortis? How would he feel when he realised he's your bias?
notes not proofread, contains swearing. clearingmydraftpart2 you can tell i really like highschool love haha🙏 IMIGHT MAKE THIS FIC INTO A SMAU SERIES
── divider by @/cursed-carmine
The weather was scorching hot today. Student's chatters scattered the classroom─anything but paying attention in class. The literature teacher kept talking about symbolism or something, her voice quietly blending within the classroom, but you couldn’t focus on a single word.
You sat by the window, propping your chin on your hand while gazing at the field when you noticed something, or...someone.
Seonghyeon, who is currently playing basketball with his gang.
HE LOOKS SO GOOD like holy facecard?
Dark brown hair damped from sweat, while his pe shirt clinged slightly to his back, outlining his shoulders every time he jumped for a rebound. His laughter can be heard faintly through the opened classroom window.
Your friend besides you noticed too.
"Don't tell me your looking at him again," she groaned
" Oh- please, he just look so handsome," you replied, still watching closely at him. "I swear the girls next class was pinning on him too!"
Outside, his friends was chatting about what to eat for lunch when he felt someone staring. Slowly, he glanced up toward the building behind him, your block. For a second, his eyes searched lazily across the rows of windows before landing directly on yours.
Your heart nearly stopped that moment.
Both of your eyes met for a sec before he smiled softly, at you.
In a split second, Seonghyeon lifted one hand slightly, hidden low enough beneath the window frame so probably nobody else noticed. A tiny wave, towards you.
Your whole body froze, breath hitching in your throat. However, before you could even reply, his hand dropped, the wave vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, and his attention shifted back to his friends.
You glanced back to your friend, face flushed from the encounter. You couldn't believed what has happened just now.
"He looked at-, no he waved at me!" you exclaimed, not loud enough to interupt the teacher.
"Are you sure your not dreaming?" she only said before writing her notes.
"I swear on my mom he did infact, looked at me!" you argued.
"Ladies at the back! Please focus." the teacher suddenly called out, clearly not impressed by the two of you.
"...Yes ma'am" you could only say before shifting your attention back to class.
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Seonghyeon stopped coming to school after that.
At first, people assumed he was just absent for the day. Then a day became a week, and suddenly his disappearance turned into the only thing anyone talked about in the hallways.
Rumors spread like crazy, some said he was sick sick, that he collapsed and has been hospitalized overnight. Others whispered that his family had suddenly moved away without telling anyone. A few even claimed they saw him at the train station carrying a few bags, face hidden beneath a hoodie like he was trying hard not to be recognized.
You tried pretending you weren’t listening, but every new madeup rumour made your stomach twist tighter than ever.
The whole school felt wrong without him in it ─ how his seat two class away from yours sat painfully empty, how everytime you looked out the window to search for him, just to be disappointed by his absence.
By lunch, you couldn’t even finish eating. Your friends stares at you, completely baffled by your behaviour.
"ugh, he's not going to come back even if you starve yourself." one of your friends finally broke the silence.
"I know but..." you replied, looking at your half eaten melon bread.
"if your that worried about him..." your friend suddenly suggest
"just text him you idiot. Though I feel like he wouldn’t reply you" another one of your buddies chip in, cheeks still full of food.
"???? NO way," you raised your voice slightly, which cause passerby to turned around.
"Just try your luck. Here,I have his number." your friend slides you his contact just for safety measures.
That afternoon, rain tapped softly against the classroom windows while students packed their bags to leave. However, you stayed seated long after the bell rang, staring at your phone, fingering hovering over his contact.
You tried typing something, but ended up deleting all over again. You didn't want him to think your desperate but at the same time, you couldn't wait any longer, you wanted to know if he's okay or not.
Hi! ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧ This is Yn
did you get sick?
are you okay?
Before the thought of visibly cringing and wanting to delete it again, you braced yourself and quickly hit the sent button.
Okay, maybe you did regret doing that.
The classroom slowly emptied until only the sound of rain remained. You stared at the screen, not knowing what to do. Each passing second only deepened the discomfort twisting in your chest. Before you knew it, your phone buzzed. You jolted upright in your chair, heart leaping into your throat. You grab your phone anxiously, preparing for the worst.
Hey, this is Sean.
I'm okay.
can't really explain rn tho, ttyl?
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, not knowing what to reply.
Another message appeared seconds later.
are you worried about me?
You stare at that last message maybe 2...3....no 5 times atleast. Eyes scanning at that same sentence a good 6 times before your brain fully processed that.
a little
That's all you say. Cause you do, you miss him, infact way more than 'a little'. Rain continued tapping softly against the classroom windows while the screen glowed in your trembling hands.
Just then, three dots appeared again.
i'll be back soon, don't worry too much
Before you could even replied, another message appeared
I miss you too
You closed the app when you saw that, and immediately slam your phone down on the table.
You're so glad everyone else left.
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Months A year had passed.
It's been approx 486 days without Seonghyeon.
At one point, people at school stopped mentioning Seonghyeon altogether. His desk was eventually replaced by somebody else. The teachers no longer ask about his absence during attendance. Even the fake ahh rumors dissapeared, replaced by upcoming exams and future college applications.
Everyone seems to forget about him, everyone except you.
You still text him sometimes, and he'll reply later than usual everytime. During good days, he'll even text you first, telling you how his day suck or smth, and then he'll disappeared again for days again. Sometimes entire weeks passed without a single msg, and although you tried convincing yourself you were used to it by now, the silence still settled inside your chest every time.
He even said he’ll come back, what happened to that?
Though, despite everything, you couldn’t stop the warmth spreading through your chest at the thought that he still thought of you. (stop with the delulu)
Time slipped by quietly, and before anyone could truly process it, high school was already coming to an end. One by one, people started talking about college and upcoming plans and stuff
You hurried to school like usual, that’s the consequences of sleeping late every time. Mentally praying that you’ll arrive at school on time before the gates closes.
Upon reaching school, your whole face was already covered in sweats. Yet, something felt rather different or strange in a way. The teacher wasn’t on duty today, not even the prefects. Not a single student was present at the schoolyard. It was a bit unsettling to say the least but still you hurriedly walk over to your class.
The corridor felt weird too. Usually there would be people walking or gathering around here but strangely enough, barely a single person is using the corridor. The classrooms was oddly filled with murmurs and soft gasp but you pay no mind to it (you tried).
Sliding the door open, you would have thought that the teacher has already came but to your surprise, your class was basically a dessert, only a few friends of yours are present, endlessly scrolling through their phone, eyes never leaving the screen.
Odd, isn’t it like school hours? Why are they on their phones?
Still, you walked over to them, trying to atleast glance at what they’re looking at. Strangely, when they looked up towards you, their reaction was totally uncalled.
"GIRL DID U SAW FUCKING TWITTER?" Is all your friend said before violently shaking your shoulders over and over again.
"what─ no wtf-"
"CHECK IT NOW CAUSE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK."
and you did. You open twt to see what’s going on with everyone. You felt abit anxious when you scroll and scroll, all of the news doesn't felt as shocking as your friend described…until one post from BigHitEnt.
At first, it doesn't look like anything special, you know, just another debut teaser flooding social media. A newly announced boy group from some entertainment company you vaguely recognized. The comments were already exploding beneath the post.
Well until your eyes drifted toward the center member.
BIGHIT NEW BOY GROUP : CORTIS DEBUTS 8/18
MARTIN
JAMES
JUHOON
SEONGHYEON
KEONHO
Him, Seonghyeon.
It's hard to believe honestly.
Though the same time, all the dots seems to connect one to another. How he dissapeared so suddenly, how he rarely replied to your texts, how he can't seem to explain his situation.
It all seems to be coming together.
The realisation not only hits you but others as well. All this time, while everyone thought he’d disappeared or transferred away or gotten sick...he had been training to become an idol.
You zoomed in on him specifically, he look way older and grew into his features well. His dark brown hair was styled perfectly to accomodate his features, face glowing with the other members.
Below the pictures, comments flooded endlessly down the screen.
WHOS THE CENTER OMG???
HOLYFACECARD
OH THEY'RE GONNA BLOWUP
PREDEBUT FANS HERE!
Your beats faster than ever with every comment you read. While everyone was busy talking about Sean, you went to your seat to open his contact, heart silently praying its still there.
Except, its not.
It's gone. You already had a small gut feeling that this would happen, yet you still hold onto that empty hope that maybe, maybe his contact would still be there. And from that day onwards, you knew that he's no longer the same guy you once had loved.
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Semester break is right around the corner.
After weeks of exhausting finals, late-night studying, and surviving on Redbulls and energy drinks, you felt like you could finally breathe again. Your friends were already making plans for the break─talking excitedly about late-night outings, sleepovers, and maybe even throwing a small party just to celebrate.
Yet, you already had some plans for tonight.
Biding farewell to your friends, you walked to the desinated location. Fans have already crowded the front door but you pay no mind.
All you were thinking of is seeing him again.
After what seems like a year, you grown to like his group really well. From slowly listening to their music to watching all their videos and even joining their live, you could prob call yourself a connoisseur at this point.
After waiting patiently in the line, you finally got into your seat. Thousands of fans surrounded the venue, some holding banners of their bias. You even saw how exicted they are, how their eyes gleams so brightly at the thought of seeing their idol in real life.
The venue lights dimmed and suddenly the crowd exploded instantly into deafening screamms. Your breath caught as the giant screens flickered to life, one member appearing after another under the flashes of light and music.
And then, he appeared. Seonghyeon.
With every new face on screen, the roar of the venue intensified. Yet, amidst the chaos, you sat completely frozen, gripping your glowing lightstick so tightly your knuckles turned white. The music starts, and suddenly he was dancing beneath thousands of lights while fans cheered. Your eyes followed his figure, how he dances so flawlesly, how he still have a habit of running a hand through his hair between songs whenever he got nervous.
Time slowed down, seeing him in person, after everything that had happened between you two before the fame, made reality crash down all at once. He was entirely out of reach now.
Your chest ached painfully.
Halfway through the concert, the members paused to talk with the audience while catching their breath. Seonghyeon stood near the center of the stage, slightly flushed from performing beneath the heat of the lights.
Then slowly, his gaze drifted across the crowd.
From one section to another, until suddenly, his eyes stopped. Directly at where you were standing.
Your heart pounded hard against your chest.
For one terrifying second, Seonghyeon looked completely still. The noise of the arena faded into something distant and muffled while your entire body went numb beneath his stare. His expression shifted so subtly most people wouldn’t have noticed it.
Except you.
Of course you'll noticed, you had spent years studying his face every day during lunchtime long before the world knew him. Your friends may call you a lunatic but hey...who wouldn't honestly?
Recognition flickered briefly across his face dissapeared almost instantly.
But it was there.
Your breath caught painfully in your throat.
The concert continues, the crowd erupted back into screams as the members rushed into the next performance. You stand there, watching him from the sides silently.
It wasn't like you at all, back then, you would have been cheering on top of your lungs like your life depended on it during the school's national basketball competition, while even wearing his jersey number.
And still, every now and then, you caught him glancing toward your section again, well ─briefly.
By the final song, everyone was tired. Confetti drifted slowly from the ceiling while the members stood breathless beneath soft golden lights, thanking fans one by one. Together with the members, Seonghyeon bowed fully to thank everyone again. His cheeks were flushed, hair damped from sweat. His breathing still uneven from performing.
Yet somehow, when he smiled at the crowd, your chest tightened painfully with familiarity. That smile, was painfully similar to the one he gives you that day.
The concert ended far too quickly after that.
By the time you finally returned home, it was already past midnight. Exhaustion clung heavily to your body as you changed into more comfortable clothes before collapsing onto your bed, the concert still replaying endlessly inside your head. Your eyes was about to close when suddenly, a small notification interupts you.
You groaned before reaching towards it. Expecting to be some insta notifs from your friends. Instead, an unknown number appeared across your screen. Your brows furrowed slightly, opening the message.
you came?
You stared blankly at the message for several seconds. Three dots apprearing above your head as you stare longer at it.
Wrong number?
Your fingers hovered uncertainly above the keyboard before typing back carefully.
who is this?
Three dots appeared almost immediately, before vanishing, before appearing again....is this some strange prank?
damn
did u really forget me?
You blinked. Complementing whether you should block this number right now or no. Fortunately Unfortunately , curiosity hits you.
sorry no idea
This time the response came faster, as well as your heart drop.
sean
Your entire body went completely still. This must be some kind of prank right?
who?
Another message appeared.
don't believe me?
ill post something on weverse jus4u
watch
As you finish reading the message, a notification appeared.
sypnosis you have the fattest crush on Seonghyeon ever since you guys were still in highschool, what happens when you found out he debuted in Cortis? How would he feel when he realised he's your bias?
notes not proofread, contains swearing. clearingmydraftpart2 you can tell i really like highschool love haha🙏 IMIGHT MAKE THIS FIC INTO A SMAU SERIES
── divider by @/cursed-carmine
The weather was scorching hot today. Student's chatters scattered the classroom─anything but paying attention in class. The literature teacher kept talking about symbolism or something, her voice quietly blending within the classroom, but you couldn’t focus on a single word.
You sat by the window, propping your chin on your hand while gazing at the field when you noticed something, or...someone.
Seonghyeon, who is currently playing basketball with his gang.
HE LOOKS SO GOOD like holy facecard?
Dark brown hair damped from sweat, while his pe shirt clinged slightly to his back, outlining his shoulders every time he jumped for a rebound. His laughter can be heard faintly through the opened classroom window.
Your friend besides you noticed too.
"Don't tell me your looking at him again," she groaned
" Oh- please, he just look so handsome," you replied, still watching closely at him. "I swear the girls next class was pinning on him too!"
Outside, his friends was chatting about what to eat for lunch when he felt someone staring. Slowly, he glanced up toward the building behind him, your block. For a second, his eyes searched lazily across the rows of windows before landing directly on yours.
Your heart nearly stopped that moment.
Both of your eyes met for a sec before he smiled softly, at you.
In a split second, Seonghyeon lifted one hand slightly, hidden low enough beneath the window frame so probably nobody else noticed. A tiny wave, towards you.
Your whole body froze, breath hitching in your throat. However, before you could even reply, his hand dropped, the wave vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, and his attention shifted back to his friends.
You glanced back to your friend, face flushed from the encounter. You couldn't believed what has happened just now.
"He looked at-, no he waved at me!" you exclaimed, not loud enough to interupt the teacher.
"Are you sure your not dreaming?" she only said before writing her notes.
"I swear on my mom he did infact, looked at me!" you argued.
"Ladies at the back! Please focus." the teacher suddenly called out, clearly not impressed by the two of you.
"...Yes ma'am" you could only say before shifting your attention back to class.
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Seonghyeon stopped coming to school after that.
At first, people assumed he was just absent for the day. Then a day became a week, and suddenly his disappearance turned into the only thing anyone talked about in the hallways.
Rumors spread like crazy, some said he was sick sick, that he collapsed and has been hospitalized overnight. Others whispered that his family had suddenly moved away without telling anyone. A few even claimed they saw him at the train station carrying a few bags, face hidden beneath a hoodie like he was trying hard not to be recognized.
You tried pretending you weren’t listening, but every new madeup rumour made your stomach twist tighter than ever.
The whole school felt wrong without him in it ─ how his seat two class away from yours sat painfully empty, how everytime you looked out the window to search for him, just to be disappointed by his absence.
By lunch, you couldn’t even finish eating. Your friends stares at you, completely baffled by your behaviour.
"ugh, he's not going to come back even if you starve yourself." one of your friends finally broke the silence.
"I know but..." you replied, looking at your half eaten melon bread.
"if your that worried about him..." your friend suddenly suggest
"just text him you idiot. Though I feel like he wouldn’t reply you" another one of your buddies chip in, cheeks still full of food.
"???? NO way," you raised your voice slightly, which cause passerby to turned around.
"Just try your luck. Here,I have his number." your friend slides you his contact just for safety measures.
That afternoon, rain tapped softly against the classroom windows while students packed their bags to leave. However, you stayed seated long after the bell rang, staring at your phone, fingering hovering over his contact.
You tried typing something, but ended up deleting all over again. You didn't want him to think your desperate but at the same time, you couldn't wait any longer, you wanted to know if he's okay or not.
Hi! ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧ This is Yn
did you get sick?
are you okay?
Before the thought of visibly cringing and wanting to delete it again, you braced yourself and quickly hit the sent button.
Okay, maybe you did regret doing that.
The classroom slowly emptied until only the sound of rain remained. You stared at the screen, not knowing what to do. Each passing second only deepened the discomfort twisting in your chest. Before you knew it, your phone buzzed. You jolted upright in your chair, heart leaping into your throat. You grab your phone anxiously, preparing for the worst.
Hey, this is Sean.
I'm okay.
can't really explain rn tho, ttyl?
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, not knowing what to reply.
Another message appeared seconds later.
are you worried about me?
You stare at that last message maybe 2...3....no 5 times atleast. Eyes scanning at that same sentence a good 6 times before your brain fully processed that.
a little
That's all you say. Cause you do, you miss him, infact way more than 'a little'. Rain continued tapping softly against the classroom windows while the screen glowed in your trembling hands.
Just then, three dots appeared again.
i'll be back soon, don't worry too much
Before you could even replied, another message appeared
I miss you too
You closed the app when you saw that, and immediately slam your phone down on the table.
You're so glad everyone else left.
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Months A year had passed.
It's been approx 486 days without Seonghyeon.
At one point, people at school stopped mentioning Seonghyeon altogether. His desk was eventually replaced by somebody else. The teachers no longer ask about his absence during attendance. Even the fake ahh rumors dissapeared, replaced by upcoming exams and future college applications.
Everyone seems to forget about him, everyone except you.
You still text him sometimes, and he'll reply later than usual everytime. During good days, he'll even text you first, telling you how his day suck or smth, and then he'll disappeared again for days again. Sometimes entire weeks passed without a single msg, and although you tried convincing yourself you were used to it by now, the silence still settled inside your chest every time.
He even said he’ll come back, what happened to that?
Though, despite everything, you couldn’t stop the warmth spreading through your chest at the thought that he still thought of you. (stop with the delulu)
Time slipped by quietly, and before anyone could truly process it, high school was already coming to an end. One by one, people started talking about college and upcoming plans and stuff
You hurried to school like usual, that’s the consequences of sleeping late every time. Mentally praying that you’ll arrive at school on time before the gates closes.
Upon reaching school, your whole face was already covered in sweats. Yet, something felt rather different or strange in a way. The teacher wasn’t on duty today, not even the prefects. Not a single student was present at the schoolyard. It was a bit unsettling to say the least but still you hurriedly walk over to your class.
The corridor felt weird too. Usually there would be people walking or gathering around here but strangely enough, barely a single person is using the corridor. The classrooms was oddly filled with murmurs and soft gasp but you pay no mind to it (you tried).
Sliding the door open, you would have thought that the teacher has already came but to your surprise, your class was basically a dessert, only a few friends of yours are present, endlessly scrolling through their phone, eyes never leaving the screen.
Odd, isn’t it like school hours? Why are they on their phones?
Still, you walked over to them, trying to atleast glance at what they’re looking at. Strangely, when they looked up towards you, their reaction was totally uncalled.
"GIRL DID U SAW FUCKING TWITTER?" Is all your friend said before violently shaking your shoulders over and over again.
"what─ no wtf-"
"CHECK IT NOW CAUSE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK."
and you did. You open twt to see what’s going on with everyone. You felt abit anxious when you scroll and scroll, all of the news doesn't felt as shocking as your friend described…until one post from BigHitEnt.
At first, it doesn't look like anything special, you know, just another debut teaser flooding social media. A newly announced boy group from some entertainment company you vaguely recognized. The comments were already exploding beneath the post.
Well until your eyes drifted toward the center member.
BIGHIT NEW BOY GROUP : CORTIS DEBUTS 8/18
MARTIN
JAMES
JUHOON
SEONGHYEON
KEONHO
Him, Seonghyeon.
It's hard to believe honestly.
Though the same time, all the dots seems to connect one to another. How he dissapeared so suddenly, how he rarely replied to your texts, how he can't seem to explain his situation.
It all seems to be coming together.
The realisation not only hits you but others as well. All this time, while everyone thought he’d disappeared or transferred away or gotten sick...he had been training to become an idol.
You zoomed in on him specifically, he look way older and grew into his features well. His dark brown hair was styled perfectly to accomodate his features, face glowing with the other members.
Below the pictures, comments flooded endlessly down the screen.
WHOS THE CENTER OMG???
HOLYFACECARD
OH THEY'RE GONNA BLOWUP
PREDEBUT FANS HERE!
Your beats faster than ever with every comment you read. While everyone was busy talking about Sean, you went to your seat to open his contact, heart silently praying its still there.
Except, its not.
It's gone. You already had a small gut feeling that this would happen, yet you still hold onto that empty hope that maybe, maybe his contact would still be there. And from that day onwards, you knew that he's no longer the same guy you once had loved.
. ݁ ₊ ⊹. ౨ৎ . ݁ ₊ ⊹
Semester break is right around the corner.
After weeks of exhausting finals, late-night studying, and surviving on Redbulls and energy drinks, you felt like you could finally breathe again. Your friends were already making plans for the break─talking excitedly about late-night outings, sleepovers, and maybe even throwing a small party just to celebrate.
Yet, you already had some plans for tonight.
Biding farewell to your friends, you walked to the desinated location. Fans have already crowded the front door but you pay no mind.
All you were thinking of is seeing him again.
After what seems like a year, you grown to like his group really well. From slowly listening to their music to watching all their videos and even joining their live, you could prob call yourself a connoisseur at this point.
After waiting patiently in the line, you finally got into your seat. Thousands of fans surrounded the venue, some holding banners of their bias. You even saw how exicted they are, how their eyes gleams so brightly at the thought of seeing their idol in real life.
The venue lights dimmed and suddenly the crowd exploded instantly into deafening screamms. Your breath caught as the giant screens flickered to life, one member appearing after another under the flashes of light and music.
And then, he appeared. Seonghyeon.
With every new face on screen, the roar of the venue intensified. Yet, amidst the chaos, you sat completely frozen, gripping your glowing lightstick so tightly your knuckles turned white. The music starts, and suddenly he was dancing beneath thousands of lights while fans cheered. Your eyes followed his figure, how he dances so flawlesly, how he still have a habit of running a hand through his hair between songs whenever he got nervous.
Time slowed down, seeing him in person, after everything that had happened between you two before the fame, made reality crash down all at once. He was entirely out of reach now.
Your chest ached painfully.
Halfway through the concert, the members paused to talk with the audience while catching their breath. Seonghyeon stood near the center of the stage, slightly flushed from performing beneath the heat of the lights.
Then slowly, his gaze drifted across the crowd.
From one section to another, until suddenly, his eyes stopped. Directly at where you were standing.
Your heart pounded hard against your chest.
For one terrifying second, Seonghyeon looked completely still. The noise of the arena faded into something distant and muffled while your entire body went numb beneath his stare. His expression shifted so subtly most people wouldn’t have noticed it.
Except you.
Of course you'll noticed, you had spent years studying his face every day during lunchtime long before the world knew him. Your friends may call you a lunatic but hey...who wouldn't honestly?
Recognition flickered briefly across his face dissapeared almost instantly.
But it was there.
Your breath caught painfully in your throat.
The concert continues, the crowd erupted back into screams as the members rushed into the next performance. You stand there, watching him from the sides silently.
It wasn't like you at all, back then, you would have been cheering on top of your lungs like your life depended on it during the school's national basketball competition, while even wearing his jersey number.
And still, every now and then, you caught him glancing toward your section again, well ─briefly.
By the final song, everyone was tired. Confetti drifted slowly from the ceiling while the members stood breathless beneath soft golden lights, thanking fans one by one. Together with the members, Seonghyeon bowed fully to thank everyone again. His cheeks were flushed, hair damped from sweat. His breathing still uneven from performing.
Yet somehow, when he smiled at the crowd, your chest tightened painfully with familiarity. That smile, was painfully similar to the one he gives you that day.
The concert ended far too quickly after that.
By the time you finally returned home, it was already past midnight. Exhaustion clung heavily to your body as you changed into more comfortable clothes before collapsing onto your bed, the concert still replaying endlessly inside your head. Your eyes was about to close when suddenly, a small notification interupts you.
You groaned before reaching towards it. Expecting to be some insta notifs from your friends. Instead, an unknown number appeared across your screen. Your brows furrowed slightly, opening the message.
you came?
You stared blankly at the message for several seconds. Three dots apprearing above your head as you stare longer at it.
Wrong number?
Your fingers hovered uncertainly above the keyboard before typing back carefully.
who is this?
Three dots appeared almost immediately, before vanishing, before appearing again....is this some strange prank?
damn
did u really forget me?
You blinked. Complementing whether you should block this number right now or no. Fortunately Unfortunately , curiosity hits you.
sorry no idea
This time the response came faster, as well as your heart drop.
sean
Your entire body went completely still. This must be some kind of prank right?
who?
Another message appeared.
don't believe me?
ill post something on weverse jus4u
watch
As you finish reading the message, a notification appeared.
sypnosis you and Juhoon broke up when you went to study abroad. No one knew you and him were a thing, not even when he became Cortis. It was a past you wanted to forget but to your dismay, your friend is a coer, and a very lucky one.. infact
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