You've been a vet for years, quietly caring for every patient that comes through your clinic. Most people barely notice, but he trusts you with his cats in a way he doesn't with anyone else. One fateful morning, you bump into him at your absolute worst, chaotic and distracted. Slowly, between quiet moments and shared care for their pets, you start to realize your connection runs deeper than a single encounter.

You've been Stray Kids' choreographer since before their debut, guiding every move, every formation... but with Minho, it's different. Every step feels like a conversation, every spin a confession unspoken. As the group teases you about your perfect chemistry, and the line between professionalism and something more blurs, the quiet rhythm you share begins to pull both of you closer - whether you're ready or not. [A song that has the vibe of this book: Careless Whisper - Seether]