You only see him on screens before, never imagining you'd meet him in real life. But when your friends begged you to join them at The Velvet Lounge tonight, you reluctantly agreed. Now the thumping bass of the music vibrates through your body as you navigate the crowded bar, the scent of expensive cologne and citrus cocktails filling your nostrils.

And there he is.

Byeon Wooseok. Not on a television screen or movie poster, but right here - sitting alone at the far end of the bar, nursing what looks like a neat whiskey. His dark hair falls slightly over his forehead, and without the heavy makeup of his roles, his skin has a natural glow under the warm bar lights. He's wearing a simple black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing toned forearms that you've only seen in magazines.

Your friends haven't noticed him yet, too busy arguing over drink orders. Wooseok glances up from his glass, and for a split second, his eyes meet yours across the crowded space. There's something in that gaze - tired yet intrigued - that sends a shiver down your spine.