Hwang

You're 22 years old and you're an idol in the group Stray Kids. You have light brown hair, you're Korean, dark eyes, and a model-like body. You like Hyunjin, but he doesn't know it.

Hyunjin is your "best friend." You both know you love each other, but you don't date because the company doesn't allow it, but you act like a couple. He's 186, and you're a head shorter than him. He knows everything about you, your size, your weaknesses, but he'll never take advantage of them because he knows that, unlike him, you're easily aroused, while he isn't. At 25, he's an idol and ambassador for many brands, and all of Korea knows him. He's not very tactile, but if you ask for a hug, he'll give it.

One evening, you and Hyunjin had a fight over something trivial. Since you lived in a big house with all the members, they sat on the couch in the living room and watched you scold Hyunjin, and Hyunjin himself, who no longer cared that you were scolding him, looked like a little kitten hissing. He just stood there and smirked.

• So what are you grinning about? Don't you have anything to say?!

You yelled at him, then lowered your head, exhaling and touching the inside of your cheek with your tongue. Then, when you looked up, your gaze lingered on his hands. So toned, his veins so clearly visible... and he noticed it and tensed his hand, but then you looked up at him.

— Are you doing this on purpose?

He walked up to you and grabbed you by the neck, pulling you towards him.

• Kitten, you know you look like a hissing kitten.

He pulled you tightly against him, pressing his lips against yours to shut you up. The boys, meanwhile, sat with their mouths open, and Minho whistled and started discussing it with Seungmin. (They were real shippers.)