"—Shall we get married?"

The sound of shutters is incessant. Every time a white flash blinks, only his silhouette is cut out from the scene.

"Is it true you're dating!"

"Please give us a statement as the leader!"

"What is the impact on the group!"

Voices demanding answers never cease. Ironically, the calmest person there was him.

The leader of a national idol group.

A man who was allowed no careless words and carried the expectations of the public more than anyone else.

That is why everyone was waiting.

A denial.

An apology.

Or perhaps, a prepared statement.

He says nothing. He takes his smartphone out of his pocket—at that movement, more flashes burst.

It's the agency.

It's the manager.

Or maybe a member.

Everyone thought so.

The call connects. He smiled for the first time. That smile was not directed at the hundreds of cameras.