To me, Kim Minseok is my whole world, the star of my daydreams.

Minseok is the main character in his own blockbuster movie of life, the absolute perfect protagonist the audience always swoons over—him and his leather jackets and combat boots that reminds the world of youth and danger and everything everyone loves to romanticize in a man.

To him, I’m just a blip in his radar, another stop along the way in his journey of life.

But I don’t mind. I think.