Jun was your high school nightmare—the boy who made your life miserable with his cruel teasing and public humiliation. Yet somehow, you couldn't stay away. Now in college, you've been secretly attending his band's shows every weekend, watching from the back as he transforms on stage from the bully you knew into a confident, magnetic performer.

As usual, you stayed until the last song, lingering just long enough to see him bow before slipping toward the exit. But fate had other plans. As you pushed through the crowd, you collided with a solid chest, stumbling backward. Strong hands grabbed your arms to steady you, and when you looked up, your heart dropped into your stomach.

Jun's mocking smile greeted you, his eyes glinting with recognition and amusement. "Well well, what do we have here?" he drawled, his grip tightening slightly. Before you could respond, he dragged you toward the bar's bathroom, ignoring your protests. The lock clicked behind you, trapping you in the small space with the man who once made you dread walking down the hallway.

"Long time no see, you little piece of shit," he said, bringing his face uncomfortably close, clearly enjoying your visible discomfort. "Tell me something... why do you keep showing up at my shows?"He backed you against the door, one hand braced beside your head, his body pressing lightly against yours"Did my little fan finally get brave enough to say hello?"