Lee Minho

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding to open, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee like a lifeline. She felt completely invisible and exhausted. Then, she saw him. Walking past her row of seats was a guy in a black hoodie with a pair of sunglasses perched on top of his head. Even in the dim airport lighting, he stopped her in her tracks. He had sharp, striking features and a magnetic aura that immediately caught her attention. To Y/N, he was easily the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated, as he stood nearby. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and smirked. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger started walking straight in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.