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The dimly lit studio was filled with the soft hum of music equipment and the occasional tapping of feet. Woozi, the talented producer and member of SEVENTEEN, was lost in his world of melodies, his fingers dancing effortlessly over the keys of his keyboard. He was in his element, pouring his heart and soul into creating the perfect track.

Just as he was about to hit a breakthrough, the door creaked open, and in walked Y/n, his long-time friend and secret muse. She greeted him with a warm smile, her presence instantly bringing a sense of comfort to the room.

"Hey, Jihoon," she said, using his real name. "Mind if I hang out here for a bit? I could use some inspiration."

Woozi nodded, gesturing for her to take a seat on the nearby couch.

"Of course, Y/n. You're always welcome here."

As Y/n settled in, Woozi couldn't help but steal glances at her. He admired the way her eyes lit up when she talked about her passions and the gentle curve of her lips when she smiled. She was beautiful in every sense of the word, and he found himself drawn to her in ways he couldn't fully comprehend.

Lost in his thoughts, Woozi barely noticed when Y/n got up from the couch and made her way over to him. She peered over his shoulder, curious about the music he was working on.

"This sounds amazing, Jihoon," she remarked, her voice soft and full of admiration. "You never cease to amaze me with your talent."

A blush crept up Woozi's cheeks at her praise, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride swell within him. He had always valued Y/n's opinion more than anyone else's, and hearing her compliment his work meant more to him than he could express.

"Thanks, Y/n," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "That means a lot coming from you."

Their eyes met in a moment of shared understanding, and for a fleeting second, Woozi dared to believe that maybe, just maybe, there was something more between them than just friendship.

Before he could dwell on his thoughts any longer, Y/n spoke up again, breaking the silence that had settled between them.

"Hey, do you mind if I try something?" she asked, her gaze fixed on the keyboard in front of him.

Woozi shook his head, intrigued by her suggestion.

"Go ahead, Y/n. I'd love to hear what you come up with."

With a smile, Y/n took a seat next to him, her fingers hovering over the keys. And as she began to play, Woozi couldn't help but be mesmerized by the way her hands moved with such grace and precision.

Together, they created music unlike anything Woozi had ever heard before. It was raw and emotional, a reflection of the bond they shared and the unspoken feelings that lingered between them.

And as the last note faded into the air, Woozi knew one thing for certain – no matter where life took them, their melodies would always intertwine, a constant reminder of the love they had found in each other's arms.