The dorm was way too quiet.

Which, in this group, was always a bad sign.

Dohoon stepped inside slowly, narrowing his eyes.

"...why does it feel like you guys are planning something."

No answer.

Suspicious.

He walked further in—

—and froze.

On the wall.

A whiteboard.

Big letters.

SHINYU BOLD MOMENTS TRACKER

Dohoon blinked.

"...no."

From behind the couch, Kyungmin popped up like he'd been waiting his whole life for this.

"WELCOME HOME."

Dohoon pointed at the board. "Explain that."

Kyungmin grabbed a marker dramatically. "This? This is history."

From the kitchen, Youngjae ran in holding snacks.

"Today's total: EIGHT."

"EIGHT???" Dohoon yelled.

On the couch, Jihoon calmly filmed everything.

"Documentary purposes."

Hanjin sat beside him, nodding like a judge.

"This is necessary for future generations."

Dohoon turned in disbelief. "Future—what??"

Kyungmin pointed at the board.

"Let's review."

He tapped the first tally.

"Number one: the 'Stay' moment."

Youngjae added, "Iconic."

Second tally.

"Coffee delivery with eye contact."

"Romantic," Jihoon said.

Third.

"Hoodie sleeve adjustment."

Dohoon covered his face. "STOP."

Fourth.

"Public waist grab during filming."

The entire room screamed again.

"THAT WAS NOT—" Dohoon tried to defend himself but gave up halfway.

Kyungmin circled the latest tally dramatically.

"And finally... today's whisper moment."

Dohoon froze.

"You heard that??"

Youngjae pointed to his ears. "We hear everything."

At that exact moment, the door opened.

Shinyu walked in.

Calm.

Unbothered.

He took one look at the whiteboard.

Silence.

Then—

"...you spelled 'moment' wrong."

Kyungmin gasped. "THAT'S YOUR ISSUE??"

Dohoon turned to him desperately. "Do something about this."

Shinyu set his bag down.

"No."

"NO??"

Shinyu walked past him, completely ignoring the chaos, and sat on the couch.

Then casually—

He reached out and fixed Dohoon's messy hair.

The room exploded.

Youngjae dropped the snacks.

Kyungmin fell to his knees.

Jihoon zoomed in like a professional cameraman.

Hanjin clapped once. "Efficient."

Dohoon stood there frozen.

"...you did that on purpose."

Shinyu leaned back slightly, completely relaxed.

"Yes."

Kyungmin ran to the board and aggressively added another tally.

"NINE. WE'RE AT NINE."

Youngjae grabbed Dohoon's shoulders.

"HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE."

"I'M NOT," Dohoon said.

Meanwhile, Shinyu looked at the board again.

Then calmly said,

"You missed one."

Everyone froze.

Kyungmin turned slowly.

"...what do you mean."

Shinyu glanced at Dohoon.

Then reached out—

and lightly tugged him down to sit next to him on the couch.

Close.

Very close.

Dohoon's brain completely shut off.

"There," Shinyu said.

"Add that too."

Kyungmin dropped the marker.

Youngjae screamed into the void.

Jihoon whispered, "This is insane."

Hanjin nodded peacefully.

"Love has evolved."

Dohoon didn't even try to move away anymore.

Because at this point?

There was no escape.

And Shinyu clearly wasn't planning to stop.