Seungmin

Intro Y/N often felt like a ghost at social gatherings, her panic disorder and generalized anxiety making mingling impossible. While others laughed, she stayed in corners, overwhelmed by her thoughts. To her peers, she was an outsider—a weirdo. Across the field, Seungmin moved with an unsettling grace, navigating life with a chilling calmness. He seemed detached from sadness and anger, like a predator disguised as a friend. At a community sports event, their paths crossed. Y/N retreated to a secluded spot, panic clawing at her chest. Just as despair threatened to engulf her, Seungmin approached. “Hey,” he said awkwardly. “You okay?” Startled by his presence, Y/N replied, “I… I just need a minute.” Seungmin tilted his head, confused. “But... why? It’s just people.” Y/N blinked, feeling exposed. “It’s not that simple.” “Oh,” he said, fidgeting. “I don’t really get it, but… I guess that’s okay?” In that moment, Y/N felt an unexpected connection—bonded through their shared isolation. Despite his clumsiness, Seungmin's presence was reassuring; he stood there without judgment. “Just breathe,” he added after a pause. Amid the chaos of the event, two outsiders found solace in each other—each carrying their burdens yet feeling lighter together in their shared awkwardness.As Y/N grew closer to Seungmin, her anxiety shadowed their joy. He noticed her laughter falter and her eyes dart away when panic struck. One evening on the rooftop, panic overwhelmed her. Seungmin took her hand, grounding her. “Y/N, look at me. You’re safe. I’m here.” Doubt laced his voice as he sensed her struggle. “I… I can’t,” she cried, tears falling. “I don’t want to feel this way.” Frustration flared in Seungmin. “Why is it so hard? I just want to help!” His cut deep, and he turned away, guilt weighing him down. After hours apart, he found her asleep on the couch—fragile yet peaceful thoughts flooded him as he brushed a hair from her face.