"He said, 'let's get out of this town,
 Drive out of the city,
 Away from the crowds.'
 I thought, 'heaven can't help me now,
 Nothing lasts forever.'" 

-"Wildest Dreams," Taylor Swift

You think you know everything.

You've read all the articles about his training, all the interviews about how he feels about his newest movie. You've seen all the fancams in 1080p and the variety appearances twice until the third one was uploaded the next day with subs. Your search engines are flooded with his name and your folders full of his pictures so high quality you can count his eyelashes. You know his nervous habits, his tendency to crinkle his eyes only in geniune smiles. You know all the numbers: his weight, his height, his birthday, his coordinates, the time that he arrives at the airport. 

But you don't know him. 

You don't know him like I do. 

No one will ever be able to know him like I did. Even if it was just pretend.