ׂ╰┈➤ 𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 : ❝𝐈'𝐌 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄, 𝐂𝐔𝐙 𝐈'𝐌 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.❞
Before the apocalypse happened, she was known to be the most loved pop star in the world of music: fans idolized her music...
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*IN THE MIDDLE OF (NAME)'S LIVE STREAM*
SP (SECRETIVE PLOTTER): I LOVE YOU, (NAME)!
(I/N)RB: THE GUY WITH... THE GUY WITH THE PURPLE VEIL.
SP: SHE NOTICED ME! AHHH!
└───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘
(NAME) ROBIN - 2ND POV
You were stuck with Sangah and Myungoh, wrapped by a mysterious root of the tree they were leaning against. You sighed when the ginger-haired woman was wriggling free while the salaryman beside you seemed to be fidgety while looking at the ground rats surrounding you a lot...
"Is it true that you're a famous, Ms. Robin?" Sangah asked, looking at you. "I'm sorry if it's rude to talk about this in the middle of our predicament, but I haven't heard of your name at all."
"Why can't you stop asking that, Sangah?! We're trapped in God-knows-where!" Myungoh exclaimed, angry at their current predicament as if he wasn't the reason why you were also trapped in the first place. "You also must be uncultured because Ms. Robin is famous! She's one of the most popular singers in the world!"
> Han Myungoh has turned into a character.
"I-I only know a couple of singers, but if she's famous, I should've heard of her." Sangah stammered, explaining herself.
You couldn't help, but wonder if there was something wrong. You know you're a prominent figure in entertainment, loved by many people in every corner of the world, and your name may be tarnished (a little) because of numerous scandals, yet somehow some do not know your name...
Of course, I'm not implying you're arrogant because of your status, but at least they could've heard your songs.
"This is all your fault, Sangah...!" Myungoh exclaimed.
"My fault? What do you mean by that?" Sangah asked, confused.
"If you hadn't gotten on the subway, I wouldn't have been dragged into any of this!" The old man exclaimed, earning more confused looks from both of you and Sangah.
"What's the connection of Ms. Sangah taking the subway with this?" You asked, curiosity tingling in your veins and wishing for answers.
Myungoh seemed shaken and pouted, gazing away from your direction as well as Sangah. "That's... Because Sangah always commutes with her bicycle..."
