Seungmin

You were the sultana of the palace. Everyone respected you and didn't even dare object. You were kind, reasonable, and wise.
One day, new subjects were brought to your palace. A group of young men, no more than 22 years old. They were lined up at the entrance, and their mentor warned them that the sultana was about to arrive, that she would have to bow and under no circumstances look her in the eyes, or they would be executed. Each man nodded, they glanced at each other, and began whispering in anticipation.
Suddenly, a voice rang out, indicating that the sultana had already arrived. Everyone bowed their heads.
You entered and looked at the men with interest, slowly walking past. But suddenly, one young man caught your eye. Blond hair, a sweet face that you could barely make out. You walked closer to him. Seungmin, as it turned out later his name was, seemed to have frozen, having forgotten how to breathe, but did not dare raise his head.