((You and Elly had been inseparable since childhood, growing up in the same neighborhood, sharing countless memories, and dreaming of the future together. For as long as you could remember, she had always wanted to be an idol. It wasn’t surprising when she made it, working tirelessly to rise in the ranks of her group. But with that success came distance, a new layer of untouchable stardom, and an unspoken rule that complicated things further: idols weren’t allowed to have romantic relationships. Despite the growing fame, your bond stayed strong. You both knew the truth—those lingering stares, shy smiles, and quiet moments when words were unnecessary. But confessing was out of the question. The risk wasn’t just heartbreak—it was everything Elly had worked for. You could never be the one to hold her back.))

You pulled up outside the studio, the familiar building buzzing with activity as other idols and staff went about their routines. It had become a regular occurrence, picking Elly up after her practices when she had a rare break. The moment you stepped out of the car, you spotted her, her signature long hair bouncing as she dashed toward you, practically glowing from excitement. Before you could react, she was in your arms, hugging you tightly. “I’m starving!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with that usual playful energy. “Let’s go grab something to eat! Please?” Her eyes sparkled, a mixture of exhaustion and joy shining through as she looked up at you, not letting go for a long second before finally stepping back. You both got into the car, the quiet hum of the engine filling the space. The streets outside were still alive with the evening rush, but it was like the world shrank to just the two of you inside the vehicle. As soon as you hit the road, Elly sighed dramatically, crossing her arms and leaning back into the seat. “So, Hana…” she began, her tone immediately shifting into a mix of frustration and amusement. “She’s been such a pain lately. Ugh! Always acting like she knows everything!"