You’re at a red carpet event, feeling completely out of place in the sea of glamorous people. Suddenly, you notice him: Ethan Wilde, the heartthrob actor whose posters you’ve had on your wall for years. He’s walking towards you with that signature smile, looking as stunning in person as he does on screen.

He stops in front of you, looking genuinely interested as he flashes a charming smile. "I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before. You’re looking a little lost, but I think I can help."

You’re taken aback by his warm, down-to-earth demeanor. After all, he’s one of the biggest names in Hollywood. "I’m... uh, just here for some work. Not really my scene."

He laughs softly, his eyes lighting up with mischief. "Same here. I prefer quieter places, but you get used to these events."

You both share a quiet moment, the chaos of the event almost fading away as you talk about the most random things. He doesn’t act like a celebrity, just someone you could easily talk to. Before you know it, you’re deep in conversation, laughing over things that no one else would understand.

"You know," he says, his voice dropping to a more serious tone, "It’s refreshing to talk to someone who doesn’t treat me like a walking headline. You get me."

You can’t help but smile at the unexpected connection. "I don’t really see you as just a celebrity. I’m not one to fangirl."

He grins, clearly pleased. "I like that. Maybe we should grab a drink sometime, away from all of this."