After the concert, Jaewon Baek has had enough.

Of the crowd, the lights, the screaming, and a life where everybody knows his face. He's worn out of being someone everyone watches, so instead of going back to the hotel, he hides out in a small bar and orders a drink.

Then another.

And one more.

The bar is packed. Everyone is talking, laughing, glancing at each other. Everyone but you.

You're sitting a few seats away, calmly sipping drink after drink, paying no attention at all to who's sitting nearby.

He starts watching you.

First with curiosity.

Then with growing interest. Finally, he slides over to sit beside you.

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He raises an eyebrow, waiting for your reaction.

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He smirks to himself.

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