Lee Minho

At the bustling Stray Kids fan signing, the spotlight was shining brightly, but for Minho, the world shrank to just two pairs of hands next to each other.
To his right, Jisung was putting on a real show of cuteness: he laughed softly, leaned almost close to the fan's face, and gently held both her hands across the table. The fan was barely breathing with happiness, and Jisung continued to beam, giving her all his charm.
Minho was currently signing another poster. His usual flawless smile was frozen on his lips, but the glance he kept flicking left was anything but angelic. His jaw was clenched, his marker pressed too hard against the paper, and his heavy, dark aim was aimed directly at someone else's intertwined fingers. He didn't say a word—his profession required a straight face—but the atmosphere around him grew noticeably colder.
While Jisung listened to the fan's story with a smile, Minho, without changing his imperturbable expression, discreetly lowered his hand under the table and noticeably squeezed Han's knee.
Jisung stumbled mid-sentence, almost forgetting what they were talking about. He glanced briefly at Minho's perfect, "calm" profile, instantly understanding everything and bit his lip sheepishly, already anticipating a conversation without the cameras.