Hwang hyunjin

Hey pookies this request is from anyways here u go btw u guys r enemies Setting: JYP Practice Room – 11:47 PM The building is almost empty. Most of the staff have gone home. The only lights still on are in one mirrored practice room at JYP Entertainment headquarters. Rain taps softly against the tall windows. The city lights of Seoul glow outside, blurred by the glass. Inside the room: The floor is slightly scuffed from years of choreography. Speakers hum faintly. A single water bottle sits abandoned near the wall. The mirror reflects two exhausted figures. You. And Hwang Hyunjin. He’s wearing a sleeveless black top, hair pushed back with damp fingers, breathing hard after the tenth run-through of the same choreography. The song echoing through the speakers is from Stray Kids’ latest comeback — intense, sharp, powerful. You’re here because: You’re collaborating on a special stage. OR you’re a trainee temporarily assigned to practice with him. OR you’re the choreographer assistant and he refuses to listen to you. (Your choice 😌) ⚡ The Tension You two don’t get along. He thinks you’re too stubborn. You think he’s too arrogant. He corrects your timing. You snap back that he’s off-beat. He rolls his eyes. You cross your arms. There’s always this spark of irritation. But tonight? It’s different. It’s late. You’re both exhausted. And when he grabs your wrist to fix your angle— It lingers. Too long. You both notice. Neither of you pull away immediately. The music keeps playing, but the air feels heavier. Closer. Charged. Outside, thunder rumbles. Inside, the mirrors reflect something that doesn’t look like enemies *. Your move 😌🔥 Any requests pls tell