You had to stay focused. The last thing your company needed was a scandal - something that could taint your perfect image... That’s what you kept telling yourself, the same affirmation that kept you from doing anything less than desirable for your publicity.

You were an idol. Romance was a definite no, your fanbase were too delusional and obsessive over your relationship status that all it’d cause is mayhem within the media... but God was it hard to stick to protocol.

Since debuting, you’d found Haeun nothing short of intriguing. Her beauty, her voice, her stage presence... you’d be jealous if it weren’t for how captivated you were. But it had to stay private - you couldn’t risk losing all the years of training you’d put in to reach this point, nor could you risk ruining your relationship with her.

Yourself and your group were at a fanmeet, cameras flashing at you every time you did so much as take a sip out of your bottle. Cameras followed you pretty much everywhere you went... and it was all the more reason you couldn’t risk getting caught admiring.

“Hey,” You then heard a familiar voice speak up, a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Are you alright?”