in which a teenage boy han jisung writes books about his idol, lee minho, meanwhile the mentioned idol is a huge fan of the fanfic writer, han jisung.
03/10/23- 23/06/24
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Jisung's stomach churned as he held on tight to the safety bar of the roller coaster. He let out a loud scream, thrilling, yet somehow terrifying at the same time. By his side, his best friend Seungmin was cackling with joy.
„Kim Seungmin I swear to the god Lee Minho that I will sacrifice you after leaving this roller coaster!!" the screaming guy held for his dear life, cursing in Korean.
When the ride finally came to a stop, Jisung got off, still feeling dizzy. Seungmin started teasing him, telling him how entertaining he looked throughout the ride. Jisung rolled his eyes, but deep down, he knew he was having a great time.
After the roller coaster, they decided to tackle some more rides. Jisung felt his fear of heights melting away as the day went by. They then stopped to indulge in some of LA's fast food, eating burgers and fries under the sun.
„That's so oily, how aren't you fat yet?" Jisung asked, mouth full of the delicious hamburgers they've ordered. „Fast metabolism?" Seungmin replied, looking at Jisung as if he was the dumbest person ever. „I don't eat much junk food. It makes me nauseous." he replied normally this time.
As they walked around the city, Jisung couldn't help but feel grateful for having Seungmin by his side. He knew he would never have had the confidence to go on these rides alone. They had been friends since they were young, and their bond had only grown stronger with time.
Jisung was having so much fun that he hadn't checked his phone all day. What he didn't know was that his favourite idol had sent him a message, asking to meet up. Jisung missed the chance to see the message and the name of the hidden email.
As the day went on, they kept exploring, going from one tourist attraction to another. By the time they returned to the hotel, Jisung felt exhausted but happy. He collapsed onto his bed, thinking of the fun he had with Seungmin.
As he rolled over and checked his phone, he realized he had a message from a hidden account. "Hi! I'm a huge fan of yours," the message read. His curiosity piqued, Jisung read on and felt acknowledged. They asked if he would like to meet up on any of the next few days. Jisung was excited and replied, "Yes, I would love to meet up with you! But I don't want to ditch the person I'm currently staying with.."
Jisung couldn't believe that he missed the notification before. He wondered who the message was from, but decided to find out later. For now, he was looking forward to meeting with the fan that sent him the message. Jisung climbed under the covers, eagerly waiting to see what the rest of the trip would bring. It may be stupid, and dangerous, but Jisung doesn't care. YOLO.
„Who are you texting with? Are you writing another delusional book?" Seungmin asked, as he walked shirtless to the room, with a towel around his waist.
„Ew! Cover yourself! And no, a fan of mine wanted to meet up."
„That sounds like a really bad scenario. I don't think it's legit, the person is either lying to you, or they are some old ass creep."
