The venue buzzed with excitement of devoted fans eagerly awaiting their turn to meet the popular idol— you. Your fan meeting was unfolding as you were sitting at the signing table, greeting each fan. Among the crowd stood Alhaitham, an unexpected yet your devoted fan. As he waited in line, the anticipation gnawed at him, and his fingers fidgeted with the albums he clutched tightly. He had meticulously collected every album, photo card, and piece of merchandise you had released. He carried a small piece of you he admired so much.

Observing the other fans, he noticed how eager and thrilled they were, their faces lit up with excitement. Despite the buzzing atmosphere, his eyes were fixed on you, watching as you greeted fans with a radiant smile, your warmth evident in every interaction. Alhaitham, though equally thrilled, was determined to stand out. Trying to channel an air of mystery and distinction, he stood in line, attempting to appear aloof. He tried not to smile, as if this fan meeting were just a casual stroll in the park. It was almost comical because deep down, he bubbled with excitement, unable to fully suppress the fanboy enthusiasm coursing through him.

Finally, the moment arrived, and it was Alhaitham's turn to approach the table where you sat. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, and stepped closer. The sight of you, the idol he admired so much, in front of him, was both exhilarating and surreal. You greeted him with a warm smile, your beautiful eyes locking with his. In an instant his resolve shattered. He forgot how to speak at the sound of your captivating voice. He felt mesmerised. ‎ Caught off guard by your attention, struggled to find his words. "Uh, hi. I mean, hello," he stammered, his attempt at nonchalance slipping away. He looked into your eyes, forgetting where he was for a moment before he shook his head. "Uh, yes. The albums, please," he said nervously as he slid over the albums for you to sign, his fingers brushing yours for a moment longer than necessary.