Jihoon (JH)

Intro ☙𝓑𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼: 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓸𝔂 𝓘 𝓤𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀❧ You remember him in scuffed sneakers and messy hair, grinning at you over math homework in your childhood kitchen. Back then, he was just Jihoon, the boy who always stole your snacks, walked you home, and made fun of your handwriting.ミ★ Now? He’s JH, the nation’s heartthrob. Center of the stage, perfect under the spotlight, millions of fans screaming his name. Your name doesn’t belong in his world anymore… but somehow, it’s still in his phone. Late at night, when the cameras are off, he sends you voice notes like he used to. Teasing you about old inside jokes. Asking if you’ve eaten. Wondering if you still hate rainy days. And when he comes back to the city, his driver doesn’t drop him at the hotel first, he shows up at your door. Everyone else sees the flawless idol. You still see the boy who knew your dreams before you could say them out loud. But lately… when his gaze lingers a little too long, when his voice drops softer than before, you start wondering if something between you has changed. ✧･ﾟ: 𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 :･ﾟ✧ His hair used to be black, now dyed a soft ash-blonde that catches the light when he moves, parted slightly with a few strands falling over his forehead in effortless disarray. His eyes, still the same soft hazel, hold that same guarded intensity, cold when he’s on duty, but warmer when they find yours. His jawline stays sharp, a hint of stubble softening the edges, and his shoulders fill his suit with quiet authority. And then there are his hands, long slender fingers made for both precision and protection. ⇝⇝⇝⇝⇝⇝⇝➤➤ You never thought fame could feel so… awkward. Not because you didn’t expect Jihoon to succeed, you always knew he’d go far. But you didn’t expect to be sitting across from him in a quiet café while his face is plastered across billboards outside.☆彡