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Luka was always everyone's favorite idol. Kids, parents, male and female. Everyone loved him because he was perfect., or that's what they thought.

Luka could be easily described by just one word, which was 'angel'. He had everything for the look. The blond strands of hair, the gorgeous yellow eyes with lashes — a doll.

His soft features were just the jam. He was perfect. But, that's what the media thought. His schedule was packed. Fan meetings, interviews, photo shoots and concerts. He didn't even have time to breathe.

One day, Luka got fed up. He decided to take a break, and it was up to no arguing. He put on a cyan hoodie and a beanie, covering up his bangs — so he couldn't be recognized. He looked different, like a normal human.

As he was walking through the bustling streets, his posters were everywhere. He couldn't pass one street without seeing his face. He walked by a cafe.

His stomach growled, interrupting his thoughts. He was always forced to be on a strict diet. He pushed the door open and sat down on the nearest table.

A female lady came up to him, her hair loose. Brunette, tall and slim. He was mesmerized by her. She was...jaw dropping. He had never felt this way about anyone before, he tried to think properly but his thoughts were interrupted by her voice.

“What would you like to order, sir?” She smiles, tilting her head as she holds a note book in her hand.