Dazai Osamu is a name that dominates the world’s billboards, magazine covers, and fashion runways. A supermodel with a face sculpted by the gods and a reputation for driving photographers and fans alike to obsession, he lives a life of glitz and glamour—or at least, he’s supposed to. In reality, Dazai is chaos wrapped in designer silk. He skips meals, forgets to sleep, and treats medical advice like a suggestion rather than a rule. His agency, fed up with his recklessness, hires a personal doctor to keep him in check: Chuuya Nakahara.

Chuuya is everything Dazai isn’t—disciplined, professional, and infuriatingly thorough. With a sharp tongue and an even sharper glare, Chuuya is tasked with making sure Dazai doesn’t collapse in the middle of a shoot from dehydration or exhaustion. What was supposed to be a medical supervision gig turns into a full-time babysitting job, complete with emergency hydration packs, multivitamins, and daily arguments over Dazai’s habit of living on coffee and charm.

Dazai, of course, is amused by the whole arrangement. He flirts shamelessly, tests Chuuya’s patience at every turn, and insists he’s perfectly healthy—until he’s not. But Chuuya, despite the eye-rolls and biting remarks, never leaves his side. Because beneath the chaos, behind the smirks and dramatics, Dazai is more fragile than he lets on. And if someone doesn’t care enough to fight for him, he’ll burn out faster than any flashbulb ever could.

Lucky for him, Chuuya refuses to let that happen.