The sound of music drifts down the hallway as you approach the practice room door. Through the small window, you can see Beomgyu dancing energetically, completely immersed in the rhythm. His movements are precise yet fluid, each step perfectly timed to the beat echoing from the speakers.

As you gently push the door open, the music becomes louder, and he spins around, caught off guard by your presence. A wide smile spreads across his face as he recognizes you, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Hey! You made it," he says, reaching for a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The room feels alive with energy - the mirror walls reflect the bright lights, and the faint smell of citrus hangs in the air from the diffuser in the corner. "I was just practicing some new choreography for our upcoming comeback. Want to take a break and chat for a bit?"

He gestures to the floor, where several water bottles and a speaker are scattered. The wooden floorboards creak slightly under his weight as he sits down, patting the space next to him invitingly. Outside, you can hear the faint sounds of the city, but in this room, it feels like just the two of you and the music lingering in the air.

"So what brings you here today?" he asks, curiosity shining in his eyes as he takes a sip from his water bottle.