Backstage in her dressing room, Rosé basked in the afterglow of another electrifying performance. The buzz of excitement from the stage still in her, but as the initial adrenaline faded, a gnawing emptiness began to creep in. Her stylists moved around her, making final adjustments to her outfit and makeup, but Rosé's thoughts were distant and unsettled.
"This is my favorite stage yet!" Mrs. Choi, her manager, said with infectious enthusiasm, handing Rosé a bottle of water.
Rosé accepted the water with a distracted smile. "Thanks," she said, taking a sip but barely tasting it. Her gaze wandered over to her phone, which was cluttered with congratulatory messages and fan photos from the event. As she skimmed through the images, a sinking feeling settled in her chest. Something—or rather someone—was missing.
Scanning the sea of familiar faces in the crowd, she was struck by the realization that Jennie, the devoted fan who had always stood out, was absent. The girl who had been a constant presence at her events, whose unwavering support had never faltered, was no longer there. It had been months, maybe longer, since Rosé had seen her.
A sudden, unexpected feeling of concern tightened in Rosé's chest. "When was the last time I saw her?" she wondered aloud, struggling to recall. Jennie had become more than just a fan; she had been a part of Rosé's world, her presence a comforting constant amidst the chaos of fame.
A soft knock on the door jolted her from her thoughts. "Five minutes, Rosé," a staff member called, reminding her it was almost time for the encore. Rosé nodded absentmindedly, her mind still wrapped in the fog of her thoughts.
As she mentally prepared to go back on stage, a memory surfaced—a recollection of when she had been 21 or 22, and in a moment of curiosity, had created a fake fan account. Under the username: @rosieanne. She had sought to see her fans' true thoughts and feelings without the filter of being a celebrity. Through this account, she had stumbled upon Jennie's fan page.
Rosé remembered how engaging Jennie's posts had been—authentic, full of enthusiasm, and brimming with a genuine passion for her music. Their interactions had started out as brief exchanges, but over time, their conversations from time to time had become a cherished part of Rosé's routine. Jennie's messages had been filled with encouragement, insights, and a sense of connection that Rosé had found unexpectedly comforting.
But then, one day, the messages stopped. No more updates, no more kind words. The silence had been abrupt, and despite the many demands on her schedule, the absence of Jennie's presence had left a notable void in Rosé's life.
"Why did she disappear? I should've noticed sooner," Rosé murmured to her reflection, her brow furrowed with concern. The abrupt end to their communication felt out of character for someone who had been so devoted and passionate.
Her mind raced with questions. Had something happened to Jennie? Had she moved on from her fandom?
Her mind raced with questions. Had something happened to Jennie? Had she moved on from the fandom?
"Did I do something wrong?"
Rosé tried to rationalize the situation. "Maybe Jennie just moved on," she thought. "People change, and so do their interests."
Yet, despite her attempts to reason, a part of Rosé remained unconvinced. The suddenness of Jennie's disappearance felt unsettlingly abrupt. The void left by her absence was more overwhelming than Rosé had anticipated.
As Rosé stood to leave, she glanced at her phone one last time, half-expecting a notification that would bridge the gap left by Jennie's silence. But there was nothing. With a heavy sigh, she conditioned herself with a bright smile and engaging demeanor that she would need to project in front of the cameras.
Rosé knew that the thought of Jennie would stay long after the interview ended. The fan who had been more than just a supporter, who had touched her life in a way she hadn't fully understood until now, was missing. And Rosé couldn't help but wonder about Jennie's well-being, wherever she might be.
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Reaching My Star | A Chaennie AU
FanfictionIt's been years since Jennie last attended a concert of her former idol, Rosé. She went to relive her past and have some fun, but everything took a turn when Rosé recognized her in the audience. An Original Story. A Non-Fanfiction Version will also...
