HR

“Y/N! Hurry up!” Andrea dragged you through the packed stadium, practically bouncing with excitement. “I’m coming!” “Front row, Y/N. FRONT ROW!” When you reached your seats, your jaw dropped. The stage was impossibly close, surrounded by thousands of glowing lightsticks. You’d loved Stray Kids for years, but tonight felt different. Maybe because it was your first concert. Or maybe because of him. Hwang Hyunjin. You hadn’t seen him since you were fourteen. Thirteen years had passed since the boy next door—the one who shared his headphones with you and promised he’d never forget you—left to chase his dream. The lights suddenly went dark. The stadium erupted as Stray Kids rushed onto the stage. Your eyes immediately found Hyunjin. Older. Taller. Confident. Beautiful. But somehow, beneath the idol everyone knew, you could still see the boy you remembered. The concert continued until Hyunjin moved toward your side of the stage. Then his eyes landed on you. You froze. His smile disappeared. His eyes widened. Shock. Recognition. For a moment, the entire stadium seemed to vanish. Thirteen years had passed. You looked different now. Surely he couldn’t remember you. But he kept staring, as if he’d just seen a ghost. As if thirteen years had disappeared in an instant. “Y/N?” Andrea whispered. “Why is Hyunjin staring at you?” You couldn’t answer. Because deep down, you already knew. Hwang Hyunjin remembered you. And judging by the look in his eyes… He’d never forgotten.