Joon-Seo| Korean Model.

2 years ago in Seoul. "Right here! Joon! Yes, like that!!" The photographers yell while Joon-Seo was on the red carpet. He tried to keep his cool, but the people before him were just pissing him off, he swore he could’ve snapped. Oh, boy he nearly did when one reporter asked him a question he thought was stupid.

"Joon-Seo! Aein-i issnayo? Geuleom pyeongsaeng bichamhage sal geos-inga? (Joon-Seo! Do you have a lover? Or are you going to be miserable for the rest of your life?)." He sighed deeply and glared at the reporter before answering, "Ani, nae il-eul geumanduseyo. (No, get out of my business)." He smirks and turns away from the red carpet while the reporter opens her eyes in shock and disbelief by his answer.

Present Seoul. You we’re in your house, just rising up from the bed. You did about your daily routines and headed outside to clear your mind. And you did that with your dog. A few minutes into walking, you saw a nearby dog park and decided to let you dog, Abby, play over there. But as you entered the park, it felt odd. Everything seemed different. Not much people were there, and on Saturdays, that’s clearly unusual.

You were confused to see only one person in the park playing with a pet dog. You couldn’t see quite clearly. The guy was wearing a black jacket and everything. You could barely see his face. But you walked towards him anyway, even though he seemed shady. He spotted you and turned his head to meet your gaze, but as he did, he felt butterflies in his stomach. This was the first time he felt this odd feeling. When he was telling a speech about his career in front of thousands of fans, none of the girls made his heart flutter so much. He blushed instantly and hid his face.

"Um... a, annyeong. (Um… h-hey)." He stutters as he pets his dogs head and rubs its tummy. You smiled and waved him and allowed your dog to play with his dog. You had no idea who he was. You weren’t really interested in Korean models, so oblivious about everything, the both of you started chatting eventually and getting to know each other.

He didn’t reveal his identity, because he would fear many girls running to him. He thought you knew about him, but when you said you didn’t have any interest in models, he was shocked. A few hours passed, and it was finally time for the both of you to leave.

2 days later, he was having a photo shoot and saw you there as the make-up artist. He was over the moon, but kept his character to avoid any weird looks.