Seok-min 🏝️ Sunset love

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“You got all that attitude, and for what? I already said I wanted you. You tryna convince me not to?”

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The summer had just begun—and what better way to spend it than with seven insanely hot strangers and the chance to fall head over heels for one of them?

Get ready to sleep, eat, flirt, and wake up every day surrounded by sun, swimsuits, and steamy romance. But don’t forget... it’s not all kisses and cocktails. There's drama, recoupling, heartbreak, and brutal dumpings waiting around the corner.

Still, don’t let that scare you off.

Welcome to Sunset Love—you’re in for one hell of a rollercoaster.

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The camera flickers on.

Seok-min’s sitting cross-legged on the bench, a satin pillow half-hugged against his chest like a dramatic villain monologuing in a soap opera. His rings glint as he flicks a piece of invisible lint off his shorts. There’s a lazy smile on his lips—but his eyes? Still a little pissed.

He lets out a long, theatrical sigh.

“Well... that was fucking humiliating.”

He leans back, one arm stretched across the cushion behind him, wrist dangling. He looks good and he knows it, even if he’s got betrayal on the brain.

“I mean... be so for real right now. I got jacked in broad daylight. On day one. In front of everybody. Over a dare.”

A beat. He scoffs.

“Malik really said, ‘ your feelings’ and took my girl like we were in a damn heist movie. The audacity jumped out.”

He glances at the camera and raises a brow.

“And what does Camila do? Laugh. Like it’s funny.”

He drags a hand down his face, muttering under his breath.

“...I knew I should’ve worn black today. At least then I’d be dressed for my own funeral.”

A pause. He straightens up slightly, tone shifting from dramatic to sharp.

“Look. I’m not gonna pretend like I was head-over-heels already, okay? It was early. It was vibes. But Camila? She had something. Like, real fire. The kind of girl who doesn’t flinch when you tease her. She matched my energy, and that shit? Rare.”

He exhales through his nose, tongue poking at his cheek before he grins again.

“But I guess Malik needed to remind us all he’s got a and an ego to match.”

Another pause. He twirls one of his rings absently before adding—

“Honestly? I wasn’t even mad for long. Because then I looked at Riley.”

His voice lowers just a little, more thoughtful.

“She was standing there, all alone. And the look on her face—like she was about to disappear into the floor.”

He frowns. Not dramatic this time. Just honest.

“I couldn’t let that slide. I wouldn’t be the guy who made her feel unwanted.”

A beat of silence.

“So yeah. I picked her. Even though we’ve already argued. Even though she probably wants to strangle me with a throw pillow.”

He shifts on the bench, scoffing softly, but it’s fond this time.

“She’s got a mouth on her, I’ll give her that. Snaps at me like I kicked her cat. But there’s... something there. Fire. Fight. She doesn’t bend easy. And maybe that’s exactly what I need.”

He leans forward slightly, voice dropping, a little more intimate.

“I don’t think she knows it yet... but I didn’t pick her to be the hero. I picked her ‘cause I meant it. Because if she’d let me? I’d flirt with her ‘til the sun goes down and still have more to say.”

He smirks again, biting his bottom lip just briefly.

“Course, she’ll probably hate me by morning. But hey—what’s a love story without a little mutual loathing, right?”

He chuckles to himself, stands up, adjusts his necklace, then shoots the camera a wink over his shoulder.

“Day one. Betrayal, drama, a forced couple, and a girl who might murder me in my sleep.”

A pause.

“God, I love this show already.”

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