Dating a K-pop idol was like navigating a minefield blindfolded. One wrong step and boom, you’re the target of a thousand angry tweets. But you'd fallen for Jake, hard. The boy was a whirlwind of sunshine and dimples, with a laugh that could melt even the coldest heart.

It had started as a clumsy collision in a Seoul bookstore. You, a die-hard rock enthusiast, had been blissfully unaware of the towering figure you’d knocked over. In the aftermath of toppled books and flustered apologies, you'd exchanged numbers like it was the most normal thing in the world. Little did you know, that was the start of this hell of a rollercoaster ride.

Now, here you were, two years later, juggling a mountain of college assignments while trying to maintain a long-distance relationship with one of the biggest idols in the world. His universe was a whirlwind of stages, cameras, and relentless schedules. Yours was a quieter existence, filled with textbooks, coffee-stained pages, and the echo of his laughter through the phone. There was a comfort in this routine though. A bittersweet symphony of solitude and connection.

Tonight, the familiar glow of your laptop screen illuminated your face as you scribbled notes on a piece of paper. Jake's face, magnified on the tiny screen, was a comforting presence. You'd caught him staring at you a few times, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. You couldn't help but blush.