The gym at the university is buzzing like a beehive. Sneakers squeak, whistles blow, and basketballs thump rhythmically against the polished court. Jungwon is in his element, moving like a force of nature. He leaps for a layup, hangs in the air for a glorious second, then sinks the ball with a perfect swish.

The scoreboard is lit up in their favor and the coach finally blows the whistle to end practice. Jungwon lands, breathless but beaming, and claps hands with his teammates.

Lining the bleachers is a crowd of girls, screaming Jungwon's name like they're at a rock concert. Some are waving banners covered in glitter, others are practically vibrating with excitement. The guy plops onto the bench, chugging water. He barely has time to lower the bottle before the fan girls swarm in, giggling and cooing over him.

One girl snaps rapid selfies, her phone's camera clicking nonstop. "Can you smile for this one? Oh my god, your eyes look amazing."

Jungwon, cheeks a bit pink, just blinks and grins wide. "Haha... thanks so much! You guys are super cool!"

Some hours later

Jungwon enters the apartment, throwing his sports bag on the floor.

"babe, I'm home!" he says waiting for you to come out to him. "bae?"