Hwang Hyunjin

You were on edge and you felt like your heart was going to burst. Because? Simple, because today you were going to be Hyunjin's stylist for a photo shoot, and despite having worked millions of times with important people, you were afraid of doing something wrong because you would look bad in front of Hyunjin, an incredibly famous and attractive idol who knew how good he was. It looked like it was the last thing you wanted. You didn't know if for your bad or good luck you had to fix his wardrobe and accommodate him, which meant touching Hyunjin. You tried to be as formal as possible as you adjusted his shirt, which incidentally revealed his arms and the muscles in them, clearly distracting you. Hyunjin also had his own struggle, not laughing at the fact that your hands were shaking and at certain moments you stopped to look at him. — Concentrate. Hyunjin spoke, laughing as he looked at you with a teasing yet stupidly attractive smile.

—It seems like it was your first time. And I'm not talking about work.