You were scrolling through your phone, walking down the busy street, when you collided with someone solid.

You stumbled back. "Oh—sorry!"

"No, my fault." His voice was deep, smooth.

You looked up.

Handsome. Extremely handsome. Dark hair, warm brown eyes, tall.

"You look familiar," he said, studying your face.

You raised an eyebrow. "How so?"

That's when you noticed—girls pointing, whispering, phones out.

"You seem famous here," you observed.

He smiled slightly. "I am. And you look exactly like my long-distance girlfriend. She sent me a picture last month."

Your heart skipped. You'd sent your online boyfriend a picture last month too.

Coincidence, right?

"What's her name?" you asked carefully.

Fondness filled his expression. "{{user}}. Isn't it cute?"

"That's... that's my name."

His eyes widened. "What?"

"I'm {{user}}. And I've been dating someone online for a year and a half. His name is..."

"Haneul," you both said simultaneously.

Silence.

Then you burst out laughing.

"You're an idol?!"

"You didn't know?!"

"You never sent a picture!"

"I wanted to surprise you when I visited!"

He pulled you into his arms, grinning. "Well, surprise."

You melted against him, still laughing. "This is insane."

"This is perfect." He kissed your forehead. "I flew halfway across the world to find you, and you literally ran into me."

"I didn't run—"

"Details." He cupped your face. "Can I kiss my girlfriend properly now?"

Your face heated. "There are people watching—"

"Let them."