In a world where dreams and fame collide, Naeun is a hardworking freelance model trying to balance her studies while secretly in love with Taemin, the rising star of SHINee. Their romance began when he was just a trainee and grew stronger as he prep...
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Naeun's POV,
"Babe, where are you?"
The warmth in Taemin's voice wrapped around her through the voice message, drawing a soft, involuntary smile to her lips. Without hesitating, Naeun recorded a quick reply, her voice light with affection. "I'm on my way!"
She stood just outside the apartment building, her heart ticking with anticipation. The air held that faint, pre-evening chill, and Naeun tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she glanced down the street. She had called in a favor from Bomi, who had agreed to give her a ride. Of course, being fashionably late was practically tradition for them. The event had already started thirty minutes ago.
A familiar honk cut through the quiet, and Naeun turned just in time to see Bomi grinning from behind the wheel, the window sliding down as she waved her over with mock impatience.
"We're cutting it close," Naeun said as she slipped into the front seat.
"As usual," Bomi shot back, sticking her tongue out playfully before easing the car into motion.
They merged onto the main road, streetlights flickering above them in rhythm with the pulse of Naeun's thoughts. Taemin's message played again in her mind—soft, intimate, and filled with something that felt heavier than excitement. This night was a turning point. His group debut wasn't just a celebration—it was a culmination. Years of relentless training under SM Entertainment, of sacrifices and sleepless nights, were finally paying off. He was stepping into the spotlight he had worked so hard for.
Everyone close to him was celebrating, and she should have felt nothing but joy. But a quiet ache lingered beneath it all—a whisper that everything was about to change. His schedule would tighten. The world would ask more of him. And simple moments like ordinary rides through city streets might become rare.
Still, Naeun knew she was ready. She had made peace with the demands of his dream. Because it was his dream. And she loved him enough to stay, even when the world started pulling him away.
They arrived at the venue, the details of which Taemin had deliberately kept vague, adding a subtle air of mystery to the night. Naeun pulled out her phone and called him. He picked up almost immediately, voice laced with amusement.
"You're finally here?"
After giving them the entry code, he hung up, and Naeun, with Bomi by her side, stepped into the building.
As they entered, Bomi's eyes swept across the open space. "Is this their studio?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.
"Maybe," Naeun replied with a shrug, just as intrigued but equally unsure.
They didn't have to search long—Taemin and his manager, Joonwoon was already there, standing near the entrance of the gathering space. Taemin's expression softening the moment his eyes met Naeun's.
