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The sun beat down on the shoreline, catching the faint shimmer of crystal droplets running down her skin. Luna Snow wasn’t supposed to stand out today—not as the dazzling K-pop star, not as the world-saving heroine—but as just herself. Yet even stripped of the stage lights and battlefields, she radiated something impossible to ignore.

Her Cool Summer skin clung to her curves like it was designed not only to breathe in the heat, but to remind everyone around her that ice could sizzle just as much as it could freeze. The translucent shimmer of her wrap left little to the imagination, and the way she stretched out on her towel—headphones over her ears, eyes half-lidded behind reflective shades—made even the crashing waves pause.

The beachgoers whispered, stealing glances they thought she wouldn’t notice. She smirked beneath her sunglasses, because Luna noticed everything. She always had. She thrived on being watched, on carrying that air of untouchable cool, but here? On this summer coast with salt in the breeze and the world melting into the horizon? She allowed herself to play with fire—or rather, with ice.

Rolling onto her side, she let her fingers trace through the grains of sand before they met the condensation of her drink. The chilled glass fogged beneath her touch, frost crawling over the rim until droplets froze solid. A little trick, a little tease. She brought it to her lips slowly, deliberately, letting the cold kiss of the glass contrast against her warmth.

Every movement was deliberate, as though the world was her stage and the sun her spotlight. Even lying there in relaxation, she had the power to command a gaze, to stir something reckless. But the truth? Luna was restless. The ocean wind tangled her aqua strands, brushing against her headphones. The beat playing wasn’t for the crowd this time—it was her own rhythm, pulsing through her as she let herself imagine something forbidden.

She wasn’t Luna Snow the idol right now. She wasn’t Seol Hee the savior. She was a woman stretched out under the summer sun, knowing exactly what power she held over anyone who dared step close.

And if the wrong person—or the right one—did approach, she wouldn’t mind reminding them just how dangerous it was to play with ice that burned.

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