Evelyn Han has lived a life filled with exhaustion, corners she can’t escape, and dreams that always felt too far away. Music was the only place she ever felt alive — a world she admired from afar, never imagining she could belong to it.

Until the night everything changes.

After a sudden collapse backstage at a concert, Evelyn wakes up in an unfamiliar bedroom inside the dorm of SOLIX, one of the world’s biggest boy groups. She knows she has never met them… yet the members treat her like she has lived and trained with them for years.

Confused, overwhelmed, but oddly hopeful, Evelyn begins to realize something impossible — she is living the life she always wished for. A life where her voice matters. Where she belongs. Where she is finally seen.

But the truth she carries is a secret no one else knows.

As she navigates this strange new reality, Evelyn must find her place among seven boys who unknowingly rely on her, balance the weight of her hidden identity, and decide whether this world — this dream — is a blessing, a trap, or a second chance.

And as her memories begin to resurface, one question grows louder:

How long can a dream last… before it demands the truth?

For a long moment, I just sat there on the edge of the bed, fingers curled around the blanket.


My heartbeat was loud — too loud — like it was trying to speak for me.


And yet… everything around me felt strangely familiar, like I'd lived a lifetime I couldn't recall.


I pulled myself up slowly and walked toward the mirror.


A SOLIX hoodie hung loosely on my frame, one I didn't remember owning.


My hair was tied in a way I never tied it.


There was glitter on my cheek — leftover from the concert.


A wave of excitement rushed through me, fast and warm.


Memories of my wish flashed like tiny sparks:


"Even if it's just for a day… let me be part of them."


Fan-made gifts addressed to "SOLIX's Evelyn."


My fingers traced the edge of one frame — a photo of all of us laughing backstage.


A smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it.


Maybe… maybe this was the dream I asked for.


Maybe it came true in a way I never expected.


I hurried back to the bed and sat up straight, pretending to look normal.


I couldn't let them see the confusion swirling inside me.


They already sensed something was wrong — I could feel it in Minseok's eyes earlier.


Jinwoo peeked in first, the others behind him.


"Hey," he said softly. "Can we come in?"


They all stepped in, their expressions careful, like they were scared I'd break if they moved too quickly.


Seungjae came closer, eyes bright but worried.


"That's good. You scared us last night."


Hyunsoo nodded. "You passed out right after the final bow. One second you were waving at the fans, the next—" he snapped his fingers, "—gone."


The concert… the wish… the blackout.


"Sorry," I said softly. "I didn't mean to worry anyone."


Jinwoo smiled gently. "It's okay. Just rest. We've got no schedules today."


I looked around the room again, at them, at the life I was suddenly living.


The confusion didn't go away — it sat quietly under my ribs — but another feeling slowly grew beside it.


Maybe I didn't know how long this would last.


Maybe tomorrow I'd wake up somewhere else.


Chapter 7 - CHAPTER 7—Between Reality and a Wish