So You Think You Can Act?

Prologue

'How did we get into this position?'

That was what Japan's number one superstar, Inoue Yori, thought when he was looking at the familiar redhead atop him, effectively pinning him down on the bed. The room was familiar too. 'This is my hotel unit...' He'd reserved it since he had a shooting nearby for a move. Heck, this man wasn't even an actor and neither was the setting being caught on tape-- well, that was partly a lie.

'Oh, right...'

My fake boyfriend.

Of course, the redhead was an actor in a sense. It was hard enough that the blond had to go through that scandal one of the paparazzi had caught with their lens, and reporters making up juicy articles about how Inoue Yori was seen with a married woman in the same industry as he was, going into a hotel together even though they did not have any roles together in any showbiz project. That may have boosted either of their popularity, but he disliked the taste of that particular scandal. So, to cover up for it, he thought of actually getting a boyfriend, but with no strings attached. Business, as one might say.

'Right... this is all just an act.'