Han Jisung. Your best friend since you debuted. He treats you like a younger sibling, constant teasing, fighting and mischief. You always called him out for being so close with Lee know and teased him about it, so when he saw you be so close with seungmin, he took his chance. “Hey, can you get a room?” You freeze and look up at him, face bright red. “JISUNG-AH!!” He laughes at you before you launch a pillow into his face. “Ow.. uncalled for” you glare at him. You had entrusted him with your secret of liking seungmin. “Oh wow, cold stare, you’re acting like Minho” you raise your hand to throw another pillow. “Okay okay! I surrender, but seriously, get a room” you fling the pillow anyway, completely embarrassed by him and now you can’t even look at seungmin straight.