Xiaojun is the main singer of the hit Chinese boyband group, Wayv. Despite the adoration of countless fans and the relentless demands of his career, he longs for something more authentic. His world changes when he meets Laluna, a vibrant and indepen...
Xiaojun sat on the edge of Yangyang's bed, staring at the floor. The morning had left him in a daze, and now, he was desperately trying to piece together what had gone wrong. Yangyang, perched on his gaming chair, watched his hyung with concern.
"I just don't get it, man," Xiaojun finally said, running a hand through his messy hair. "We were having a good time. Everything was perfect, and then... she ran out this morning like I'd done something wrong."
Yangyang furrowed his brows. "Not even a note?"
Xiaojun shook his head. "Nothing. She just left."
Yangyang leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Maybe she had an emergency or something. Did she text you?"
"No." Xiaojun sighed heavily. "We never exchanged numbers."
Yangyang blinked in disbelief before shaking his head. "That was stupid. But at least you know she isn't out there telling anyone about last night."
Xiaojun went silent, his gaze fixed on the floor. He avoided Yangyang's eyes, and that was enough for Yangyang to realize something was seriously off.
"Wait," Yangyang said slowly, leaning forward, "you made her sign an NDA this time, right?"
Xiaojun winced slightly before replying, "I may have skipped over that part last night."
"WHAT?" Yangyang nearly fell out of his chair, his voice loud enough to echo through the dorm. Xiaojun shot up, pressing a finger to his lips.
"Shhh. You can't tell anyone about this," Xiaojun said, his voice low and urgent.
Yangyang ran a hand through his hair, pacing the room. "Do you realize what this means? If word gets out that you had a one-night stand with a non-celeb, the fans are gonna lose it. They'll protest until you're out of the group. And SM won't hesitate to put you on hiatus."
Xiaojun knew Yangyang was right. The thought of what could happen if the situation blew up made his stomach turn. "No one knows besides you and me," he said, trying to convince himself as much as Yangyang.
Yangyang wasn't buying it. "You, me, that girl, and whoever else she's told," he pointed out.
Xiaojun swallowed hard, the reality of the situation weighing on him. "I'll make sure she doesn't tell anyone else."
Yangyang gave him a skeptical look. "How? You don't even have her number."
Xiaojun paused, his mind racing. Then, as if struck by inspiration, he pulled out his phone. "I don't, but I know who does."
Yangyang watched as Xiaojun began typing out a message. "Who are you texting?"
"Karina," Xiaojun said without looking up. "If anyone can get me in contact with Laluna, it's her."
Yangyang nodded slowly, still unsure about the plan but hoping for the best. "Just be careful, Xiaojun. This could get messy."
Xiaojun sent the message, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew this was a risk, but something inside him wouldn't let him give up on Laluna just yet.
As the message delivered, Xiaojun sat back on the bed, his thoughts swirling. He couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted last night to be more than just a one-time thing. But whether Laluna felt the same way or if she was already putting it behind her was something he'd soon find out.
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To be continued...
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