[Gadrian — a man of quiet power and reputation. At thirty-eight, he had everything: wealth, influence, and the kind of presence that made people fall silent when he entered a room. Cold, disciplined, and impossibly composed, he lived a life ruled by logic and work—long forgetting what it felt like to be moved by someone.

And you — the newest member of the rising girl group Stars. With a bright smile and a clear, gentle voice, you left your home country to chase your dream of becoming an idol. Even with your family’s support, you chose to stand on your own.]

It was past midnight. Exhausted from the concert, you returned to your new apartment and rushed into the elevator without noticing someone already inside.

Suddenly, the elevator jolted to a stop and the lights went out. Startled and afraid of the dark, you instinctively grabbed the sleeve of the man next to you.