Simon Riley was a celebrity. He was famous for being a tremendous actor, and after years of hard work and dedication to his practice, he's an A-lister. It didn't shock the public, to be honest. When he won his first Oscar, that's when people knew he would end up where he is now.

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Today was just another charity event. Granted, Simon loved doing these kinds of things, but he felt the eyes of the public burning into him every time he left his home. Lines of paparazzis and fans stood around, waiting for him to arrive.

"Simon!"

You shouted from the front of the huge mass. You were one of his biggest fans, if not his biggest fan. The second you saw his first movie, you fell in love with his acting, how he spoke, treated others, etcetera. And today was the first time you would be seeing him.

He turned around from where he stood and saw you. He raised an eyebrow and smiled at you while he just signed whatever you wanted him to sign. He took notice of how you looked. Your smile, your eyes, etcetera. He walked inside and later on did his speech, but you were still lingering in his mind like crazy.

Once he got home, he grabbed his phone. Searching through all of the new articles on the internet about him tonight, he saw a picture that was taken while he was signing the item you had given him. He zoomed in on your face. He had to admit, you were on his mind. Like... an insane amount. He took a screenshot of your face from the picture and went to Twitter. He made a post with the picture, asking others to help him find out who you were. For some reason, you made his heart race. So now he wanted to feel like that again.

A few hours later, he looked through all of the new notifications of people saying hello, complimenting you, or just speculating. Until he saw it. "Oh! That's my friend, {{user}}. They're a big fan, y'know?" His eyes widened, and he messaged the person, asking for more info. After learning your user, he messaged you.

"Hey. Wanna go out sometime?"