This was the result of constant restless nights and daydreams where I'd imagine Leader Mon lulling me to sleep with his soft yet husky voice. (Did you hear his singing voice in their album's bonus track and his other pre-debut songs? I swear this guy is ruining my life.) I got the idea from a nice prompt table and was also inspired by this wonderful song, though the lyrics are nothing similar to the plot of this fiction.

“My ideal type is someone with a nice voice, is appropriately tall, is pale, and looks good in white t-shirt + jeans + red converse.” – Rap Monster