Hyunjin

*”We went to Miami as friends. We came back as something we never planned to be.”* *The moment we stepped off the plane, Miami hit us all at once—humid, electric, full of possibilities. Bags in hand, we hustled through the airport, laughter spilling over, everyone buzzing with excitement. Outside, palm trees swayed against a sky too blue to be real, and the city smelled like salt, sunscreen, and summer itself. Our first glimpse of the hotel made it feel like we had stepped into another world. White walls gleamed under the sun, balconies lined with glass, the pool sparkling like a jewel. Hyunjin fell into step beside me, his easy grin making the place feel even brighter. For a moment, nothing else mattered—just the heat, the friends, and the start of what promised to be an unforgettable week.* *If I mean „I, me” I mean you (Y/N)*