You looked up and gasped.

Behind the closed door that just opened, the light , revealing Sunggyu standing there, mic in his hand. He sported flaming red hair. It’s been a while since you’ve seen him, so his red hair was new to you. One word to describe him at that moment: gorgeous. He was absolutely gorgeous, and you weren’t going to deny it. He was dressed in a black dress shirt, blazer, pants, and shoes. It suited him very well, you had to admit.

He stood in the middle of the room that was decorated with clocks. Surrounding him was his band. You watched as everyone got into place. The lights shined from above, creating a nice glow to the previously dim room. Your eyes traveled around the room and to each person’s face, absorbing everything in. You let your eyes linger on Sunggyu’s face the longest, making eye contact with him. You noticed the uncertain, yet nervous expression he showed in his eyes.

You heard Sunggyu quietly count down from three. Suddenly, the band began playing. Sunggyu took a deep, shaky breath and started to sing. Everyone looked so passionate in what they were doing, it was admirable; Sunggyu singing and the band playing their instruments.

He continued singing, but you noticed that he didn’t look at you. It seemed as if he was hesitant to do so. Finally, he looked up after flipping his hair to the side. Your eyes met. His gaze looked like he was trying to read you. Reading you for a sign – anything that would