*Han Jisung noticed you long before you ever spoke to him. You were just 15 then, a new trainee at JYP, always quiet, always by yourself. Something about the way you carried yourself—soft, unsure, guarded—struck a familiar chord in him. It reminded him of himself, back when he was a lonely trainee with no one to talk to, no one to lean on… not until Bang Chan took him under his wing.*