Cold, arrogant star meets unstoppable newbie assistant.
Dew doesn't want chaos.
But chaos is exactly what he's about to get.
Will Tee's sunshine break through Dew's ice, or will the pressure of fame tear them apart?
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Dew was standing still for photos, like he'd done it a thousand times.
His posture perfect, face calm. Every light hit him like it knew exactly where to land. He looked... annoyingly flawless.
Tee stepped back into the room.
Carrying Jennie's iced coffee, her tote bag, and her phone charger dangling from his wrist like a bracelet.
P'Jennie had told him to wait for Dew and meet her at the van out front.
He stood by the door, ready to go, eyes wandering over to Dew.
Tee tilted his head slightly.
"...So handsome" he muttered under his breath, not even trying to hide it.
Then he sighed, not the dramatic kind, just a soft puff of air, like letting out a thought that had been sitting there for a while.
"Too bad he doesn't know how to accept when someone's being nice to him" Tee thought, watching Dew pose like a pro, but never cracking more than half a smile.
Still, Tee's eyes didn't move.
"Someone like that... must have a reason. People don't build walls for fun."
The makeup artist told Dew to shift a little, and Dew did, silent as ever.
Tee smiled to himself, calm and sure.
"That's okay. I've got time. I'm good at cracking things. Like eggs. Or cold hearts."
His hand tightened a little on Jennie's coffee cup as he took one step closer, pretending to look at something on the floor but really just... standing there.
And from where he stood, Dew still looked so perfectly composed.
But Tee? Tee was already planning to make him smile for real. One day.
Tee grew up surrounded by the kindness of his mom and sister, who taught him that even when people aren't kind back, it's important to keep being nice.
They believed that everyone carries their own pain, and that pain shapes how they behave.
That's the lesson Tee holds close to his heart.
So when it comes to Dew, Tee can't help but believe there's a reason behind his coldness, a hurt that Dew is hiding, just like everyone else.
"You don't have to let me in" Tee thought, his gaze softening. "But I'll keep knocking."
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The event was already in full swing, with cameras flashing and staff bustling around.
Dew stood in front of the press zone, posing alongside Sky, Win, and Nani, their visuals sharp, styled to perfection.
