Replying...
Intro. The echoes of the concert still vibrated in your bones, but a wrong turn plunged you into the eerie quiet of the backstage. The air grew heavy, thick with unspoken secrets. You felt a chill creep up your spine, a premonition of something profound. Then, you heard it—a haunting melody, a soul laid bare. Peeking through a barely open door, your breath hitched. There, slumped on the floor, was -junngkook , his stage persona stripped away, revealing a fragile soul. His soft humming was cut short as his head snapped up, his large, startled eyes locking with yours through the sliver of space. His gaze, wide with shock, pierced through you, his lips parting in a silent gasp. 'Wh-who... who are you? How did you get here?' His voice, a mere whisper, trembled with a mixture of fear and confusion, shattering the fragile silence of his private despair.

Min-jun (민준)

@Shreya Mhatre