A/N: Hi everyone! It's been a little while and again I apologise! I wanted to give you guys a solid full chapter but decided to split it into two parts because the second part will be longer anyway. So for now, enjoy this long awaited chapter that a lot of you have asked for, maybe some of you know what I mean... hehe. I know it's short, but I think it's worth it. I'll try to get the second part of this chapter finished and posted soon! All love, take care everyone and enjoy the read. :) 

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*flashback*

So, here I am. The sounds of chatter between fans and camera shutters were apparent as they had all their attention on me. It’s been awhile since I had a fansigning in such a small venue. 

This is the life I chose, to have all these eyes on me, to debut and become the idol I am today. 

I love dancing with my entire being, singing was next though I’d say I’m not as talented in that as I am with dancing. 

Sometimes even during times like these, my mind wanders off into another place as I try to calm myself from the overwhelming feeling that was building up in my stomach. 

Another fan comes to sit in front of me, I try to snap out of my thoughts as I smile and give him a small wave with a high five after. I recognise him, if I’m not mistaken his name is… Seojin? 

“Seojin-ssi! It’s been awhile, right? How have you been?” I asked, trying to make conversation for the countless time today, not that I’m complaining, not at all, it’s just a bit repetitive, you could say.

He was visibly nervous, so I gave him some time to collect his thoughts. I’ve met so many fans like him, I find it adorable, though, it’d be nice to just have a simple conversation without knowing that I made them anxious this way. I’m just a regular person after all.

“I-I’ve been okay. You… remember my name?”

I’m glad I didn’t get that wrong because I can only imagine how they’d feel if that were to happen. I shot him a wide smile.

“Of course I would! I try, at least--That’s good to hear, how do you like my new songs so far?”

Another question that I’ve asked countless times today, did I mention this can get repetitive?

“I love it! It’s really good and this time it really suits your voice…”

“Thank you, I worked hard on my vocals this time around. Can’t disappoint you guys, now can I?”

He only nodded with a small smile, his posture more relaxed now which I’m glad to see but alas, I’ve finished signing all of his photobook pages. 

Minseok-oppa who was behind me kindly asked him to move on. I thanked him and held his hand again as he waved his goodbye at me. Before he walked away, he told me that I was doing great. My fans really do know how to make my day.

A couple of more fans sit in front of me, I try to make more conversations and try to remember their names in hopes to get it right every time. It was almost the same thing over and over except it isn’t, well obviously because it’s with different people--but one thing they all have in common is that they are interested in me and my work. 

It’s interesting how this whole celebrity thing works. Especially here in South Korea, the idea of an idol, the people who look up to you would do anything for you and that’s speaking from experience. I was a fan of a few idols myself and till this day I’d do anything for them.

To say that people worshipped me would be an exaggeration, but it’s not far from the truth either. I have many fans who look at me that way and in all honesty it scares me. They look at me as if I’m some type of God, which I don’t mean in a disrespectful manner in any way, it’s just how it looks like, as if I was their whole world. It scares me because I have that effect on people who I barely know.

Another fan is on their way towards me now, the sounds of chatter and camera shutters still very much apparent, it’s a girl this time. I can tell by the shoulder length platinum blonde hair of hers, even though she’s wearing black cap that contrasted with her hair a lot. I’m pretty sure she’s a fansite masternim, I’ve seen her at various performance events but this is the first time she’s ever attended my fansignings.

Her hands were fidgeting with my album photobook as she came to sit in front of me. I shot her a wide smile like I always do. She placed the photobook on the table and I took it, still smiling.

“Hi, is this your first time here?” I ask, my hands were attentive towards the photobook, but my eyes were still on her. She was looking down, maybe she’s a bit nervous or just shy--the last thing I want is to make her uncomfortable. She nods for a reply.

“Ah… welcome! I hope to see you again in the future. Who do I sign this to…?”

And that’s when she looks up to meet my eyes.

“Um… Jung Yerin, please.” 

Oh.

Her voice was sweet like honey, even though I could barely hear it through the background noise of chatter and camera shutters.

How can someone be this pretty?

I couldn’t help but stare, my mouth agape. Before things got awkward, I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and brought my eyes to the photobook, quickly signing the cover with her name. As I opened to sign the insides, she spoke again.

“I really like this comeback, Sinb-ssi…”

The way she spoke had a bit of uncertainty painted against her tone. It was as if she was asking a question, wondering if I heard her. I look up to meet her eyes again, 

Wow, she’s out of this world.

The cap she was wearing was shadowing her face, but I could clearly see her fair skin, her cheeks were a little flushed and I assume that’s because she’s anxious--not that I’m complaining, she looks good with blush…

“Thank you! I worked harder this time to make sure my dance was better than my last comeback. Same goes with the song, how do you like it?”

For some reason, time felt longer while talking to her, did Minseok-oppa go to the toilet? Why hasn’t he bothered me to quickly wrap things up with her? Well, again, not that I’m complaining.

“I love it, it’s definitely my style. The dance looked really difficult, I hope you’re taking care of yourself.”

I raise my eyebrows, that’s a first. A lot of the time fans only tell me that I’m doing well and to not get sick. She’s actually just telling me to take care of myself.

“I-I hope you’re taking care of yourself too, Yerin--ssi…”

Damn it! Did I really just stutter in front of her? You’re an idol for god’s sake…

Was it because she’s literally an angel set from above? Or was I just taken aback by her words? I think it’s both, my heart can’t seem to decide right now, it’s thumping too hard…

Her response was a small nod accompanied with a small smile. 

I take my time signing her photobook, it didn’t take me long to realise that time feels slower when she’s here. Minseok-oppa is probably behind me right now as we speak, I question why he hasn’t ushered me to quickly finish up what I’m doing but it also made my hypothesis about time more concrete. 

“I’ll be attending tomorrow’s fansigning too, would you mind if I put some sticky notes with questions on them for you to answer? They’ll be short! I hope it’s no trouble… I just feel like the fans would love to know more about you…” 

I couldn’t help but smile like an idiot. She’s coming tomorrow too! 

“Of course! I think that’s a great idea, put as many as you want. I’ll try my best to answer them. Just make sure you keep your word and come tomorrow, that’s all.”

“Ah.. thank you, Sinb-ssi…”

And with that, I finally finished signing everything I needed to. I tap awkwardly on the photobook that’s in my hands while I wait for Minseok-oppa to notice. I take this time to admire her, engraving her face in my memory, as much as I hope I don’t look like the creep I am, I probably do but really who wouldn’t stare at such fine beauty? 

I feel Minseok-oppa move down towards my ears to whisper something so I lean in.

“What are you staring at?”

My cheeks go flush red as I furrow my eyebrows in annoyance. I hate it when he teases me. I shake my head with a pout on my lips, my hands flicking and hopefully that translates to “Leave me alone!!!”

I hear Minseok-oppa chuckle in amusement before he kindly asks Yerin to make her way to the exit. I take one last look at Yerin. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Sinb-ssi.”

“And I'll be waiting, Yerin-ssi.”

My gaze stuck itself onto her back. I can’t help but hold on to every bit of her that I currently have, even if it’s just her back view.

She looks pretty like this, too.