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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The next day dawned with an air of unease as rumors began to swirl throughout the city. Minho, a rising idol known for his pristine image, and Jisung, an ordinary student, were at the center of it all.
Whispers of their forbidden romance spread like wildfire, fueled by the incriminating photograph that had found its way onto the internet.
It wasn't long before the news reached Minho's manager, whose voice crackled with barely concealed anger over the phone.
„Come to the office. Right now Lee Minho."
Minho's heart sank as he listened to the tirade of reprimands, his mind reeling with confusion and fear.
How had this happened? And what would it mean for his career, his dreams? With a heavy heart and a sense of impending doom, Minho was summoned to his agency's headquarters without delay.
As he made his way through the bustling streets, his thoughts raced, trying to make sense of the chaos that had suddenly engulfed his life.
Arriving at the sleek, modern building that housed his agency, Minho was met with a flurry of activity.
Reporters clamored for a statement, their cameras flashing relentlessly as he was ushered inside by his manager, who wore a stern expression that brooked no argument.
"Minho, do you realize what you've done?" his manager's voice was sharp, cutting through the chaos of the office.Minho swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry.
"I-I didn't mean for this to happen. It was just a moment, I didn't think anyone would..."
"Anyone would what? Catch you breaking every rule in the book?" His manager's tone was incredulous, bordering on furious. "I'm sorry, I truly am. I didn't mean to cause any trouble," Minho pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it this time, Minho. You've jeopardized everything we've worked for," his manager snapped, shaking his head in disbelief. "You need to clean up this mess, and fast. Your career depends on it."
"Minho, I need you to listen to me very carefully," his manager's voice was grave, eyes fixed on Minho with a seriousness that sent a chill down his spine.
"This scandal has put your career in, as I said already, jeopardy. If you want to salvage any semblance of it, you need to make a choice."
Minho's heart pounded in his chest as he waited for his manager to continue, a sinking feeling settling in the pit of his stomach."You have two options," his manager continued, each word heavy with significance.
"You can either leave the agency and bid farewell to your career as an idol, or you can break all contact with Jisung."
The words hung in the air, suffocating Minho with their weight. Leave his dream behind, or sacrifice the person he loved most in the world?
