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The news anchor continued, "Fans and followers have been left in the dark as Y/N L/N's social media accounts remain dormant. Speculations range from burnout to a desire for privacy, but without any official statement, the true reasons behind this sudden disappearance remain unknown."
The camera cut to snippets of your past social media posts, creating a montage of moments that once garnered likes and comments. The juxtaposition with the current silence added an air of mystery to the narrative. The commentators delved into various theories, exploring the impact of fame, the pressure of public expectations, and the toll of constant scrutiny on mental health.
One commentator suggested, "Perhaps Y/N L/N is taking a much-needed break, finding solace away from the chaotic world of social media. The toxicity of online spaces is notorious, and even celebrities like her may need time to recharge away from the virtual spotlight."
Another chimed in, "On the contrary, this could be a strategic move. Disappearing from the public eye creates anticipation. It's a way to control the narrative and generate curiosity. We've seen celebrities do this before, a deliberate retreat to later make a triumphant return."
The news report ended with a montage of fans expressing their concerns and support through various online platforms. Messages like "We miss you, Y/N!" and "Take all the time you need" flooded the screen, showcasing the genuine affection your fanbase held for you.
As the segment concluded, the lingering question hung in the air: When, if ever, would Y/N L/N make her return to the public eye? The mystery surrounding your absence continued to captivate the audience, creating a buzz that echoed in both the virtual and real worlds.
With that, you switched the channel, a small smile creeping onto the corner of your lips. "At least there are still people who care about me," you mused.
Things have changed drastically since you opted to leave the social media world. No more incessant bad comments or posts discussing your insecurities – just you, spending time with friends and family.
As you munched on the apple, your phone suddenly rang with a notification. You reached out to take it, and the contact name "Satoru" displayed on the screen.
"Night walk? Building on the east side. Come here; you can meet me in the back," he said, to which you replied with a simple "okay."
With that, you rose from the couch, turned off the TV, and adorned yourself with a beanie and a scarf for warmth.
"You can drop me here," you instructed your driver as he slowly stopped the car. "Call me when to pick you up, ma'am," he said as you stepped out, closing the car behind.
The place Gojo mentioned wasn't far from where you were dropped off, so you decided to take a leisurely walk.
The chilly night air embraced you as you strolled towards the designated building on the east side. The city lights created a mesmerizing tapestry against the dark sky, and a sense of calm washed over you.
Arriving at the back of the building, you spotted Gojo leaning casually against the wall. He sported dark jeans, Nike shoes, a cap, and a mask concealing his face. His eyes lit up as he noticed you approaching. "Took you long enough," he teased, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.
You rolled your eyes, a playful retort on the tip of your tongue.
"I've got us some hot coffee as well," he said, handing one to you as you reached to take it.
"Heard it's your favorite," he mentioned as you took a sip, confirming that indeed, it was your preferred choice.
"At this point, I might think you're one of my admirers," you chuckled lightly as you both walked side by side, relishing the quiet ambiance.
"You're not wrong though. From growing up watching your teen shows to now becoming one of your friends— who would have expected?" he said, wiggling his eyebrows playfully, to which you just chuckled.
"How old are you again?" you asked.
"Hm? You really know nothing about me?" he replied, feigning sadness playfully.
"My bad, it's just that I don't search people's names online, but you look younger than me," you explained, eyeing him.
"Ooh! I'm flattered, and nope, I'm older by two years than you, turning 26 by the end of this year," he said, causing your eyes to widen a bit.
"No way, you look younger than me," you remarked, scrutinizing him.
"You do appear younger than others your age," he remarked, studying your face as a blush crept onto your cheeks.
"You look cute," he said, grinning widely.
"What?" you breathed out, "Thank you," you added softly to which he laughed. "Did I just make you blush?" he teased, pinching your cheeks softly as you glared playfully at him.
"I'm planning on taking you out, maybe in three days?" he said.
"Where to?" you asked.
"That's a secret," he said, grinning.
"I would love to, but I'm planning on going back to my hometown for I don't know how long," you shared, and Gojo pouted, frowning at you.
"Can I come as well?" he asked, "I don't think my grandparents would like that. Last time I brought Naoya back, he got kicked out, and he ended up sleeping at a motel," you chuckled.
"I'm damn sure your grandparents would love me" he said, making his signature peace sign face.
"Besides, I'm nothing like Naoya," he added with a confident grin.
You raised an eyebrow, amused by his confidence. "Well, my grandparents are quite traditional."
Gojo playfully nudged you, "I'm telling you, I've got charm that can win anyone over."
"I'm not so sure about that," you replied with a teasing smile.
"Whatever it is, take care on your trip, and when you're back, we're going on that date," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
You chuckled, "Deal."
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