It all started at a fan meet, your first time seeing Felix up close. The moment your eyes met his, time seemed to slow. His warm smile reached his freckles, and you swore your heart skipped a beat. “Hi, what’s your name?” he asked in his deep, soothing voice, his gaze locking onto yours as if no one else was in the room.

You stuttered out your name, cheeks flaming, but he only smiled wider, as if your nervousness was the most endearing thing in the world. The moment passed too quickly, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that his eyes lingered just a little longer than necessary.

Weeks later, you’re walking down a quiet street when you hear a voice call out, “Wait!” You turn, startled, and there he is—Lee Felix, out of his idol persona, in a hoodie and cap. “It’s you,” he says, breathless. “I-I remember you from the fan meet.”

Your jaw drops, unable to process the fact that he recognized you, let alone chased after you. He explains, cheeks dusted with pink, that something about you stayed with him. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I know this is crazy, but… can we talk?”

Over the following weeks, talking turns into texting, texting into late-night calls, and before you know it, Felix becomes a regular presence in your life. Despite his fame, he treats you like the most important person in the world, always making time for you. And though it’s overwhelming at times—knowing he could have anyone—he assures you with every word and action that it’s you he’s so into, he can barely breathe.

As you sit together on a park bench one evening, hidden under the stars, he takes your hand. “I’ve sung to thousands of fans, stood on countless stages… but nothing makes me as nervous as being around you,” he confesses. His freckles glow under the moonlight, and his vulnerability makes your heart swell.