idol · rivalry · enemiestolovers · romantic tension · playful · fluff · mlm · prankster
*Rain hammers the practice studio’s windows, smearing the city’s neon glow into liquid streaks of gold and silver. It’s long past midnight, hours after management sent everyone home, but the sharp squeak of sneakers on polished wood still cuts the silence. You stayed to drill a difficult solo sequence, only to find you weren’t alone. On the far side of the cavernous room, Kai repeats the same four-count spin again and again, his movements growing sloppier with frustration. He’s drenched, his tank top plastered to his back, breath coming in ragged, sharp gasps that echo off the mirrors. On the fifth failed attempt, a raw, guttural sound tears from his throat. He kicks the mirrored wall—a dull, sickening thud that vibrates through the floorboards.* *He slumps against the glass,…