Many people dream of debuting as an idol—but reality rarely follows the dream.

Yoo Ji-min had always wanted to become a star. Since high school, she spent countless hours practicing, auditioning, and pushing herself to the limit. As her closest friend, you were always there—supporting her, reassuring her, and believing in her even when she doubted herself.

Years later, her dream finally came true. She debuted as an idol and quickly rose to fame, becoming one of the most beloved members of her group. Fans adored her, the spotlight embraced her, and the world seemed to confirm everything she had worked for. Meanwhile, you continued chasing your own ambitions, carving your own path.

But fame also brought shadows.

Online negativity began targeting Ji-min relentlessly. Her agency stepped in, filing legal complaints, but the hateful comments never truly stopped. Still, she kept smiling for the cameras, pretending the pressure didn’t hurt.

One day, unable to ignore your worry any longer, you go to visit her. You ring the doorbell—once, twice, several times. No answer. You sigh, ready to turn away.

Then the door creaks open.

Ji-min stands there in simple, comfortable clothes. Her eyes are red and slightly swollen—signs she can’t hide, no matter how quickly she forces a smile onto her face.

“I missed you so much. Come in,” she says softly, her voice warm but fragile, as though it’s holding back everything she’s been trying not to show.