CHAPTER 17

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"You really have a big fan base." Cassidy beamed.

I look at her confused, "What do you mean?"

I tried to recall how big my fan base is, knitting my eyebrow I look at her, I can't recall having such big fan base. In fact the other members seems to have bigger fan base than mine. Though, they gave me luxurious gifts on my birthday. However I don't think they're that big.

They were just generous, I think?

Cassidy eyed me for a second, squinting her dark brown orbs and flipping her brown curly locks. "They've send you a food truck."

"A food truck? Who send it?" I asked confused.

She look at me in disbelief, "Your fans?"

My fans?

"Come on, don't be too humble. I know you have big fan base and they're very supporting." Gray butt in.

Gray is a fellow idol-actor, his character is the best friend of my character. His character is a sporty guy, a chaebol who has a very good sense of humor, ultimately a good person.

While, Yohan the name of the character I portrayed is a genius pianist with cold expression and guarded heart. He came from a musical family, he's happy doing what he loves but as the time goes by. The pressure was suffocating. The gladness in the eyes was gone, replaced with dull expression emitting in his brown orbs.

"I wish I have too." Peach added.

You can only say that because your not in my shoes. Some fans are scary, they turn you into robot that everything they say you follow. Some would say it's part of our chosen job but is it really?

Changing a person to a person whom he doesn't know? Forbidding them to do things like we are their possession? Is this part of our chosen career?

"Nine?" I snap back to reality when a familiar voice called.

We all turn our heads to the person who called. My manager gestured to come closer to her. I excuse myself from the crowd and tailed behind my manager. When we were outside of the tent, I eyed at my manager who seemed to be agitated.

"Have you seen it?" She asked hesitantly.

"What?" I asked back. I look at her confused. What does she mean? Is there anything wrong I did? I couldn't remember I did something wrong. Just Pavel being himself and drunk himself out from the pub.

She handed me her phone, with knitted brows I look at the picture in her insta account, she wanted me to see. It's a picture of a cute girl, her eyes were covered because of the  big smile curve in her lips. "What's wrong with it?"

"There's nothing wrong with the person in front, but look closely." She said with worried face.

I tried look for every details of the picture. This was taken near the traffic light were crossed roads and pedestrian crossing. My eyes widen looking at the corner of pedestrian crossing.

A man wearing a brown cardigan, white turtle neck, black jeans and a pair of black leather shoes. He hugging a petite young woman wearing a fitted l  crop top fitted jeans and black leather high boots top with peach cardigan.

They seems to be in a happy conversation, oblivious of what's happening around them.

Why does it hurt?

Seeing Joong curving a big smile with different person pinch my heart. This is because I like him so much. Was it all a lie? Did he just toy my feelings?

My fingers seems like has its own mind clicking the comments of that certain picture. Insecurities filled me reading at the comments.

The comment was filled with praising how good they look together neglecting the person in front of thee picture. I tightly closed my eyes trying to calm myself down. They aren't doing anything! They were just casually talking!

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