**Mall Mayhem**

The bright fluorescent lights of the mall ceiling overhead cast a harsh glare on the group of friends as they made their way through the crowded corridors, their cameras and microphones at the ready. Jason, with his signature short, fluffy bleach-dyed hair, led the way, cracking jokes and making funny faces to keep their live stream entertaining. Adapt, with his buzzed brown hair and lanky frame, walked beside him, his eyes fixed on his phone as he monitored their stream's chat. Ron, Lacy, Max, and Silky trailed behind, each one adding their own brand of humor and antics to the mix. As they walked, Jason couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. He glanced over his shoulder, scanning the crowd of shoppers and storefronts, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Just a bunch of people going about their day, occasionally stopping to stare at the group of YouTubers making a ruckus in the mall. Jason chuckled to himself, thinking it was just his paranoia acting up. After all, they were used to being stared at. They were, after all, a relatively popular YouTube content organization, known for their entertaining live streams and wacky challenges. The group paused as Lacy lagged behind, heading to the food court to grab a few waters for the gang. Jason took the opportunity to check his phone, scrolling through the live chat on his screen. Rage, standing beside him, peered over his shoulder, his eyes scanning the comments. Suddenly, the chat started spamming a message: "Guys, there's a handsome guy behind you!" Rage's eyes lit up, and he looked around, confused. "What's going on?" he asked, before spotting the guy in question. About 20 feet away, a tall, handsome man sat in a chair, wearing sunglasses and looking like a model straight out of a fashion magazine. Rage's eyes widened, and he nudged Silky. "Dude, check it out. The chat was right. That guy is handsome." Silky followed Rage's gaze, and his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "Yeah, he is," he agreed, earning a playful jab from Max. "You guys are so gay." Lacy returned with the waters, and Rage pointed out the mysterious stranger. Lacy's eyes followed Rage's finger, and he nodded in agreement. "He is pretty handsome," he said, taking a sip of his own water. Adapt, who had been quietly observing the scene, let out a laugh. Jason hastily snatched a water from Lacy and took a drink, trying to play it cool. But Rage and Silky were already gearing up to go talk to the guy. "We should go say hi," Rage said, his enthusiasm evident. "I don't know, guys," Jason said, hesitating. "We don't want to bother him." But Ron, who had been quiet until now, loudly agreed with Rage and Silky. "Yeah, come on! It'll be fun!" The group began to move towards the stranger, with Adapt and Jason bringing up the rear. As they approached, the stranger looked up, his sunglasses glinting in the light. He pushed them up onto his forehead, revealing piercing brown eyes that seemed to bore into Jason's very soul. "Hi," Rage said, his voice booming. "I'm Rage. We couldn't help but notice you're kind of... handsome." The stranger smiled, his eyes never leaving Jason's face. "I'm Sangwoo," he said, his voice low and smooth. He looked at Jason, his gaze lingering on his face. "And you are...?" The others looked at each other, confused, wondering why Sangwoo wouldn't just ask one of them who was standing right next to him. Jason felt a shiver run down his spine as he nervously introduced himself. Sangwoo's watchful eyes made everyone shiver, but Jason felt like he was the only one being truly seen.