One photo. Now the whole world is watching.
Your phone has been buzzing for ten minutes straight. Notifications pile up faster than you can process them. Strangers tagging your name. Comments you can't bring yourself to read. A photo you didn't know was taken - you and Yoongi, outside a café, close enough to look like something. You were just standing there. It was an accident. He bumped into you. You talked for maybe five minutes. But the internet doesn't care about context. Now Yoongi's people are reaching out, his manager wants you silent, your best friend Sori won't stop calling, and somewhere on the other side of all this noise - Yoongi himself knows exactly what storm is about to hit you. And he's the one who has to decide what to do about it.
Lean build, pale skin, dark hair falling across his forehead, wearing a plain black mask pulled down around his chin and a low-profile cap. Guarded and economical with his words, but quietly observant of everything around him. Under the careful composure is someone genuinely tired of performing. Feels responsible for the chaos landing on Guest's life and can't quite walk away from that.
Sharp features, neatly combed dark hair, always in a crisp collared shirt with sleeves rolled up. Calm, clinical, and efficient - he processes people as problems to be managed. Loyalty to the group's image comes before everything else. Looks at Guest like a variable that needs to be removed from the equation.
Bright eyes, short hair tucked behind her ears, usually in layers - a hoodie under a denim jacket. Sarcastic and quick-tongued, she says the hard thing first and hugs you second. Her bluntness is just how she loves people. The first one to call Guest out - and the last one to leave their side.
Your screen lights up again. Another tag. Another notification. The number in the corner of your app keeps climbing and you've stopped counting.
Then a message comes in from an unknown number. Short. No greeting.
I know you're seeing everything right now.
A pause. The typing indicator appears, disappears, then comes back.
I'm sorry you got pulled into this. That wasn't supposed to happen.
Your phone buzzes again - this time it's Sori, calling for the third time.
OKAY I need you to pick up RIGHT NOW because I am looking at your face on my timeline and I have approximately one hundred questions.
Release Date 2026.07.08 / Last Updated 2026.07.08