A STAR ON SET (SON CHAEYOUNG X F READER)

CHAPTER XVIII: EYES ON US

The concert was in full swing, with the lights dancing across the packed arena and the energy electric.

You had taken your seat far back, in the upper rows, just enough to blend into the crowd without drawing attention.

Beside you, one of Chaeyoung's managers was enjoying the performance, nodding along to the beat.

Despite the distance, you could feel the thrill of the show radiating throughout the venue.

Chaeyoung's voice echoed through the space, commanding the attention of every fan in the room, but even in this crowd, you felt a quiet sense of pride.

You'd seen her prepare for this moment, the hard work, the late nights, and the passion she poured into her music.

Now, she was shining, and all you could do was smile.

As you watched, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

You turned slightly, and a fan stood beside you, a little nervous but clearly excited.

She didn't have her phone out, which was a relief, no recording, no cameras.

Just her, standing there with a shy smile.

"Hi," she said in English, her voice barely audible over the music.

"Hi," you replied, your accent thick and a little awkward, as English wasn't your first language.

You shifted in your seat, not entirely sure how to respond but appreciating the gesture.

"I just wanted to say... I love your work, and I'm a big fan of Chaeyoung too," the fan continued, her words genuine and unassuming.

"It's amazing to see you here supporting her."

You nodded, offering a soft smile. "Thank you," you said, the words simple but sincere. "She's... doing great, right?"

The fan's eyes lit up as she agreed, talking briefly about how much Chaeyoung's music meant to her and how incredible the concert had been so far.

There were no invasive questions, no digging for personal details, just a shared appreciation for the art and the moment.

After a few minutes, the fan gave a small wave and turned back to enjoy the rest of the show.

You awkwardly sat for a moment, unsure of what to do next.

But then, remembering how important these moments were, you reached out and lightly tapped her shoulder.

When she turned around, you bowed your head slightly, a sign of respect and gratitude.

She smiled warmly, clearly touched by the gesture, and returned the bow before going back to the concert.

As you settled back into your seat, the moment stayed with you.

It was small, quiet, and unnoticed by the rest of the world, but it was genuine.

You turned your attention back to the stage, Chaeyoung's voice filling the air again, and felt a renewed sense of pride, knowing you were part of this, both her world and the one shared with her fans.

You were completely engrossed in Chaeyoung's performance, her voice ringing out strong and clear, every note captivating the audience.

It wasn't until her manager gently shook your shoulder that you snapped out of your reverie.

"Hey! Chaeyoung asked for you to come on stage right before the encore," she said with an encouraging smile.

You blinked in surprise, pointing to yourself as if there was any possibility she meant someone else. "Me? Are you sure?"