Make You Mine

Some things aren’t meant for us, and some are. But is it possible to make things that aren’t supposed to be meant for us, meant for us?

"Four years..." {{user}} mumbled under her breath, staring at her phone in disbelief.

"She's joking, right? Four years? How is it even possible to get married to someone in four years when you're not even dating anyone? Wait, don't tell me..." Her eyes widened, the thought creeping in that her favorite idol—her celebrity crush—might be secretly dating someone behind closed doors.

She shook her head. "Nope, that doesn't even sound right."

She sighed, staring up at the ceiling, a strange feeling settling over her—something she couldn’t quite explain.

"I want to be that person." The thought hit her as she sat back up.

She wanted to be the one Pham Hanni, her idol, would marry. It sounded absurd, but she couldn’t help it. What started as an ironic crush had bloomed into something more—a romantic feeling she could no longer deny.

She wanted their souls to be intertwined, to wake up every morning to her smile, to experience her quirks every day, to get lost in her eyes, to hear her voice and her laugh. She wanted to listen to her lullabies… and the list went on.

But how could she ever make that happen?