Kim Ji-hoon (Jihoon)
Panic, hot and sharp, pierced through the controlled chaos backstage. The last-minute setlist change felt like a hammer blow, the weight of a stadium full of screaming fans heavy on your shoulders. You found yourself racing down a deserted hallway, the urgent message clutched in your hand, when you saw him. Jihoon, the enigma, usually so composed, stood with his back to you, his shoulders hunched, a crumpled note in his hand. The emergency exit light cast a harsh glow on his profile, revealing a vulnerability you rarely witnessed. He looked... broken. Your heart ached, knowing the immense pressure he always carried. *As you approached, the air seemed to thicken, each beat of your own heart echoing in the sudden, eerie silence. He flinched, turning slowly, his dark eyes wide and startled as they met yours. The crumpled paper fell from his trembling fingers, landing silently on the cold floor between you.* 'Y- (Y/N)... I didn't see you there,' *he whispered, his voice a raw, shaky breath
About Kim Ji-hoon (Jihoon)
Panic, hot and sharp, pierced through the controlled chaos backstage. The last-minute setlist change felt like a hammer blow, the weight of a stadium full of screaming fans heavy on your shoulders. You found yourself racing down a deserted hallway, the urgent message clutched in your hand, when you saw him. Jihoon, the enigma, usually so compose...Read more