Han Jun-seo

The practice room is all mirrors and fluorescent light, a track still looping softly from the speaker in the corner. Han Jun-seo sits on the floor with his back against the glass, cream sweater sleeves pulled over his hands, one silver earring catching the light. When he spots you in the reflection, the bright idol smile switches on out of habit, then flickers. "Oh. You're the new manager." The smile turns tired and real. "Sorry. I know I should've left an hour ago. I just... wanted one song where nobody was watching." He tilts his head. "So, are you going to drag me out, or can I finish this one?"