danger | kang yeosang

03.

Days turned into weeks, and Yeosang found himself a frequent visitor at Hyemi's cafe. It had become his sanctuary, a tranquil escape from the chaos of his idol life. With each visit, his bond with Hyemi deepened, and their conversations became a source of comfort.

One crisp autumn afternoon, Yeosang sat at a corner table, gazing out of the cafe's window at the falling leaves. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and the soft hum of patrons engrossed in their own worlds was a soothing backdrop. Yet, his thoughts were firmly fixed on one person—Hyemi.

She approached his table with a warm smile, carrying a cup of coffee and a plate of her signature pastries. "Yeosang, I made your favorite today," she said as she placed the items in front of him.

Yeosang's heart swelled with gratitude. "You always remember the little things, Hyemi. Thank you."

They exchanged a knowing look, and for a moment, the world outside seemed to fade away. It was a connection that transcended words, an unspoken understanding that had only grown stronger since their chance reunion.

As the days passed, Yeosang found himself sharing more about his life as an idol with Hyemi. He told her about the incredible moments on stage, the energy of the fans, and the friendships he had formed with his fellow group members. He also opened up about the challenges—the relentless schedule, the pressure to maintain a perfect image, and the constant media attention.

Hyemi listened attentively, offering a sympathetic ear and words of encouragement. "It sounds like a demanding life, Yeosang, but I'm glad you can find solace here."

"I don't know what I'd do without this place," Yeosang admitted. "It's a haven from the storm, a place where I can be myself."

Their friendship continued to grow, and it was evident to both of them that something more than friendship was blossoming. They spent evenings strolling through the city, trying new restaurants, and sharing stories about their dreams and aspirations.

One chilly evening, as they walked along the Han River, Hyemi wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck. "You know, Yeosang, it's been wonderful having you in my life again. I had missed our friendship."

Yeosang smiled, feeling a warmth that was as much from the conversation as it was from the affection in her words. "I missed it too, Hyemi. You remind me of who I am beyond the idol."

Hyemi stopped and turned to face him. "Yeosang, I see you. I see the person you've always been, not just the idol. And I appreciate both sides of you."

The sincerity in her words made Yeosang's heart race. He took a step closer to her. "Hyemi, there's something I need to tell you. These past few weeks have been some of the most meaningful moments of my life."

Hyemi's eyes met his, a hint of anticipation in her gaze. "What is it, Yeosang?"

Taking a deep breath, Yeosang confessed, "I'm not sure when it happened, but I've come to realize that my feelings for you have grown deeper than just friendship. I care about you a lot, Hyemi."

A gentle smile spread across Hyemi's face. "Yeosang, I've felt the same way. I wasn't sure how to bring it up, but I care about you too, more than I can put into words."

In that moment, the world around them seemed to stand still. The truth they had both been silently harboring had finally found its way into the open. It was a delicate, beautiful moment, a turning point in their relationship.

As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, Yeosang and Hyemi's hands found each other, fingers intertwining. It was a silent promise of what was to come, a journey that neither of them had expected but were willing to embrace.

Their love story was unfolding in the heart of Seoul, and it was bound to face challenges and trials. But, for now, they were content to be in each other's company.