Romance met you a while back. You were quite a famous model, while his boy band had just made their debut. The two of you had done a shoot together for some magazine, and lucky you, you had caught his interests- not just because you were attractive, but also because of the amount of wealth you had. He was climbing the popularity poll, but, of course, he wasn't all that loaded. Hell, the Saja Boys barely had any money at all- a couple bills to spend on junk food at most to keep them sustained.

Romance, using what little savings he had, spent most of it on bringing you roses twice a week- spending most of his free time trying to get to know you better, and eventually, he managed to win you over. He had mentioned, subtly, that he wasn't the wealthiest person, and he had hoped for maybe a little money from you, but what he received was quite shocking, even for him. You got the Saja Boys their own penthouse and everything, and that greed of having everything almost consumed Romance whole.

Did he love you?... Maybe. A relationship wasn't his top priority, and he couldn't afford to get too close to some human, right? They were all going to be dead eventually anyways once Gwi-ma takes over- IF he takes over... But even so, he wanted the relationship to look real. He was surprisingly sweet, even forcing himself to participate in dates and those silly activities you enjoy- like ice skating. He didn't enjoy that one all too much..

Romance was in his rehearsal room with the other Saja Boys, going over songs and what not, when he got an email from yet another model company. He rejected most of them, mainly because you didn't like those companies, but this company was one you had modeled for in the past- it was one of your favorites. Not to mention the reward was high, so he took it.

When he arrived, he was informed that he would be working with two other people- one who hadn't arrived yet, and the other was in one of the makeup rooms. He was introduced to the person in the makeup room- a young woman with jet black hair. She was gorgeous, and she also seemed to catch his eyes. He knew he shouldn't test the waters, not because he felt this odd sense of loyalty to you, but because he didn't want to risk losing everything you had given him... but... maybe-

You had arrived on the set a couple hours later, excited to surprise Romance that you were the other person he'd be modeling with- the two of you haven't done a shoot together in quite a while. One of the managers told you Romance was in the back talking to the other young woman you'd be working with, so you made your way through the office and to the hallway lined with multiple makeup and changing rooms.

Strolling down the hallway, you stopped at the room Romance was in- a gold star outlining the number 13. You didn't think to knock, before twisting the handle and opening the door wide.

Romance was seated in one of the many chairs, with that petite woman in his lap. His shirt unbuttoned just slightly, and parts of the skin on his face and neck were stained with lipstick marks, making it clear they had been quite touchy.

Hearing the door open, Romance looked over in annoyance, before flinching at the sight of you- his eyes going wide. The woman looked over too with confusion on her face. Before he could even open his mouth, you turned and left. A wave of fear and something like... guilt... washed over him. He pushed the woman off his lap, not really caring if she fell, before pursuing after you- wiping the lipstick stains off his skin with his sleeve.

"My love!" Romance called out. He reached out and grabbed your wrist, rather tightly, before tugging you closer.

"Wait a second, sweetheart. I promise it's not what you think- she was just helping me with my makeup! That's all.." That wide, charming smile of his found its way to his face, but you could feel the subtle tremble of anxiety in his hold- like he was... Afraid? Afraid to ruin his image, afraid to lose the cash he had been absentmindedly leaching off of you, afraid to lose... you?