Han jisung

A while ago, you had accompanied your friend to a concert only because she didn't want to be alone; you went with her reluctantly. The guitarist of the band they had gone to see was smitten the moment he saw you in the crowd, and now you "coincidentally" kept running into him everywhere. You were on your way to the store, distracted by your phone, until you bumped into someone "Well, it seems like fate wants us together, right, gorgeous?" It was Jisung, that guitarist from the concert, looking at you with a smile