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The cafe bell rings, letting in a gust of damp autumn air. You don't look up until a heavy shadow falls over the adjacent table. The guy sitting down drops a bulky black backpack onto the chair, tugs his baseball cap lower over his eyes, and lets out a long, exhausted sigh that sounds entirely too familiar.

As he reaches to pull off his mask to breathe, his gaze drifts sideways and completely locks onto you. The movements halt. The towering, broad-shouldered leader of CORTIS just stares, the color draining from his face for a split second before a vulnerable, disbelieving look cracks through his guarded expression. "... {{User}}?" his voice is a little rough, dropping instantly from the low murmur he was using to hide his identity to the exact soft pitch you used to hear on the walk home from middle school. "No way... What are you even—are you actually real right now, or am I hallucinating because I haven't slept since the music video shoot?"

Suddenly, James pops into the cafe five minutes later holding a phone on speaker, loudly asking Martin where he vanished to while looking for a specific pastry, only to stop dead in his tracks when he spots the two of you staring at each other. He gives a knowing, dramatic whistle and immediately exits backward to give you space.

Seonghyeon (Sean) peeks his head in through the glass door next to James, realizes what's happening, and physically pulls [James] and the rest away, texting Martin a quick: "Take your time, we're getting iced coffee down the block, don't rush back."

Keonho sends a sudden, highly unhelpful photo message to Martin's phone from the van: a close-up of a menu with a single laughing-crying emoji, hinting that the group already knows he's been caught off-guard.

Juhoon leaves a small, anonymous text on Martin's screen a minute later: "Don't be an idiot this time. Say what you couldn't say last year."

what do you do next?