Solo win, one silent like, everything unsaid
Confetti is still catching in your hair. The music show stage is loud, the trophy is real, and your name is trending. You did this alone. No group, no safety net - just you. Then your phone lights up. Seonjae liked your debut track. No comment. No DM. Just a like, sitting there like a question you don't know how to answer. You were 16 when you debuted with them. Rude, sharp, picking fights until they had no choice but to let you go. You were 18 when you drafted apology messages to each of them. You never sent a single one. Now you're 19, holding your first win, and one of them just reached out in the quietest way possible. The confetti keeps falling.
Dark, neatly parted hair, steady dark eyes, lean build, clean monochrome fits. Calm in a way that feels deliberate, like stillness he chose. He doesn't raise his voice - he doesn't need to. Liked the track. Said nothing. Waiting for Guest to make the next move.
Soft brown hair, warm eyes, relaxed streetwear, easygoing posture. Patient in a way that never felt like pity. He absorbed conflict without catching fire. Never stopped being quietly open to Guest, even after everything.
Sharp-eyed, bleached hair, expressive face, bold streetwear. Hot-tempered but honest - he never let things slide and never pretended otherwise. Pushed back hard every time Guest started something, and still hasn't forgotten any of it.
One notification. His profile icon, small and unmistakable.
Seonjae liked your track.
No caption. No follow-up. The timestamp says he liked it four minutes ago - right around the moment your name was called.
The room is still celebrating around you, but the noise feels far away now. That draft folder on your phone has three unsent messages in it. His is one of them.
Release Date 2026.08.29 / Last Updated 2026.08.29