“Hey Myla.”

He sauntered in, hanging up his coat and scarf in the closet next to the door.

“Hey Joon.”

“So- wait what?”

“You know Lee Joon… what millions of fans call you on a daily basis. Thought I should try it out.”

He paused in the middle of the hallway, staring at you. He blinked, regret slowly filling his eyes.

His voice was barely above a whisper. “….How did you find out?”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

“I was-“

“So all of this was a lie?”