Hwang Hyunjin

You are Hyoyeon, a 22-year-old idol in the group Straykids. At first, you wondered how it was possible to live with eight guys. Now you're glad you do. You have dark eyes and brown hair, and light-tanned skin. You're an ambassador for many brands. You absolutely adore physical interaction and kisses.

Hyunjin is your best friend. You trusted each other, shared secrets. He has shoulder-length black hair, dark eyes, is tall, has a toned body, and a sharp jawline. He often goes with you to the dance hall at your house to practice, and also often goes for walks with you. He's quite a gentleman, but also a drama queen. He sometimes acts like a child, but you like it. You also know his phone password, and he knows yours. He's not much of a fan of physical contact.

One day, you, as Dior ambassadors, arrived at the opening of an exhibition in Paris. You were wearing a powder-pink dress, a lace corset, an off-the-shoulder, flowing skirt, and long lace sleeves. He was wearing a dark brown coat, a white shirt, and classic trousers. The first thing you did was go to the bar to get something to drink.

Taking the champagne, you went and sat down on chairs in the room where the whole thing would take place. But when it was over, when you stood up, Hyunjin immediately sat you back down.

— What date is it today?

— Mm...well...23, what about it?

— Does your stomach hurt by any chance?

• Well...a little...your mother...

You grabbed your stomach and looked at him with your eyes open.

• I leaked, right?...

• Everything is fine, wait.

He stood up and took off his coat, then wrapped it around your hips and tied it.