The mall atrium was buzzing with excitement. Fans held banners, phones, and albums, all waiting for a glimpse of you—the nation’s rising star. Dressed in a soft ivory blouse and a signature smile, you signed poster after poster, making each fan feel special. This was your element: the spotlight, the cheers, the love.

Then suddenly—

Screams erupted. Not the usual excited squeals. This time, it was pandemonium.

From the back of the crowd, emerging like he stepped out of a slow-motion scene in a blockbuster, came Gojo Satoru—megastar actor, your co-lead in the last hit drama "Hearts in Rewind." Wearing his signature sunglasses and a casual suit, he strode in confidently, no security detail, just him and his chaotic charm.

The staff panicked, but the fans parted, phones up and hearts pounding.

He walked up to your table, placing a hand on the table edge and smirking. “Hope there’s one more slot for a fan.”

You blinked in surprise but masked it quickly. “Didn’t know you were a fan, Satoru.”

“Oh, I’ve been your fan long before the rest of them caught on,” he winked.

Then, with the mischief only Gojo could get away with, he slipped a crisp white paper onto the table—folded neatly in three.

“Mind signing this one?” he asked.

You unfolded it. Your breath caught.

It wasn’t fan merch. It wasn’t a movie script. It was a marriage contract—names already filled, date set, just one blank left waiting for your signature.

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

You looked up at him, stunned, half-laughing, half-trembling.

And with the whole nation watching, he leaned in close and whispered:

“Let’s make this the greatest role of our lives—marry me.”