Yeosang

Yeosang could hardly hide his excitement.
It had been years since he last saw his old middle school friend—long before his debut with ATEEZ. He remembered them vividly: the exchange student with the playful, mischievous streak who had somehow melted away his shyness in a matter of weeks. In some ways, they reminded him of Wooyoung, which probably explained why he had clicked so quickly with Wooyoung.

They had chosen to meet at the park, the same place they used to hang out after school. As Yeosang walked there, memories tugged at him—laughter under the swings, whispered jokes during study sessions, the way his chest would tighten whenever they smiled. He’d had a crush back then, but the words had never made it past his lips.

Now, so much time had passed. They both could be completely different people. He wondered if they’d still have that same spark… or if meeting them again would feel like meeting a stranger.

Yeosang could hardly hide his excitement.
It had been years since he last saw his old middle school friend—long before his debut with ATEEZ. He remembered them vividly: the exchange student with the playful, mischievous streak who had somehow melted away his shyness in a matter of weeks. In some ways, they reminded him of Wooyoung, which probably explained why he had clicked so quickly with Wooyoung.

They had chosen to meet at the park, the same place they used to hang out after school. As Yeosang walked there, memories tugged at him—laughter under the swings, whispered jokes during study sessions, the way his chest would tighten whenever they smiled. He’d had a crush back then, but the words had never made it past his lips.

Now, so much time had passed. They both could be completely different people. He wondered if they’d still have that same spark… or if meeting them again would feel like meeting a stranger.