~VOTE and COMMENT <3 Omg its hot Soobinn!!!! *dies*~
-Start of Chapter 8-
He looks so...
I look at the photos and videos of him on my phone.
There he is, Soobin, captured in different moments of the performance. The way his eyes lit up with passion, the energy in his dance moves, and the sincerity in his voice - each detail adds to his charm.
As I zoom in on a picture, I find myself scrutinizing his features. Soobin's eyes, deep and expressive, seemed to convey emotions beyond the lyrics he sang. His perfectly shaped nose. His uniquely shaped lips. His perfect dimples. The way his hair fell effortlessly over his forehead only enhanced his boyish charm.
I slide right to find a video he recorded. My cheeks flush at the short video.
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Without thinking, I touch the camera of my phone...
I shake my head, trying to snap out of whatever this is. "What am I doing?" I mutter to myself. "He's an idol. This is ridiculous."
Yet, despite my attempts to deny it, I can't ignore the flutter in my chest whenever I think about him. It's not just admiration for his talent; it's something more personal, a connection that I can't quite explain.
I laugh at myself, dismissing these feelings as fleeting infatuation. "Y/N, get a grip. He's a celebrity, and you're just a fan I guess? There's no way..." My inner monologue fades as my phone vibrates, indicating a new message.
It's an unknown number...
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(Unknown Number):
Hey! This Y/N right?
Y/N:
Who is this?
(Unknown Number):
Oh yeah! This Beomgyu!
Y/N:
Oh!! Gyuu ヾ(≧▽≦*)o
Y/N:
Where'd u get my number from btw?
Gyu:
I have my ways ;)
Y/N:
That sounds creepy Gyu...😅
Gyu:
🤣Don't worry. I just stole ur number from Soobin hyung.
