You, an ordinary person, meet Rosé by accident, completely unaware of who she is - and she prefers it that way. But she can't keep her secret forever...
Will discovering that she's Blackpink's Rosé ruin what you have with her, or blossom into some...
"ROSÉ!!!!" You yelled, prompting people to stare at you like some deranged fan.
"Hey pabo, care to apologize?" The victim of your flying salami had caught up to you.
You tried explaining yourself. "I'm so sorry, but you have to understand, I'm friends with that girl!!!" You pointed up at the sign, "We went hiking together and I got her phone number and I didn't know it at first but now I realized because her names Rosie and that says Rosé!! You see?!?"
The man backed away from you slowly, deciding that he'd rather not engage with someone so clearly out of their mind.
You quickly Googled Blackpink Rosé:
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"Roseanne Park, better known as Rosé, is an Australian singer based in South Korea..."
There was no way around it. She was Rosé, and she was friends with you. You, ordinary(y/n). Her strange behavior now made sense, but 100 more questions took its place.
Conflicting emotions flooded through your mind. You were awestruck and excited that your friend was secretly a famous singer, but why hadn't she told you? Wasn't that a little disingenuous of her to keep that from you? You had been friends almost a month now, and she still hadn't cared mention she was an A-list celebrity in Korea. What the hell Rosie? You thought she was your friend, wasn't that something you deserved to know?
Without stopping to calm down you dialed her number. To your surprise, she picked up.
"Hey (y/n)! Hows it going?" her warm voice greeted you on the other end of the line. "Hey Rosé" you said. You emphasized the "é".
Dead silence.
Rosé POV
My heart sank. It was too late, (y/n) had found out before I could tell them myself. It was just as I had feared: (y/n) was angry with me, and I couldn't blame them. I struggled to find the words to explain myself, but I always got flustered under pressure and my tongue was in a knot.
Y/N POV
Hello??" You asked, "you gonna ignore me again like you ignored telling me your little secret??"
You waited impatiently for a response. Finally she replied, voice shaking. "I - I'm so so sorry (y/n). It's all my fault. I wanted to tell you, I really d-did but... oh I'm so so sorry. You see (y/n), I thought b-because you weren't from Korea... um..."
Silence again.
Now you were actually getting pissed off. Not from Korea? So because you were some dumb foreigner who didn't know better she could play you like a fool?
"Not from Korea? Are you serious? So since I'm 'less than Korean' that makes me unworthy of this little piece of information the rest of the fucking country knows?!"
You said the last line with a sting in your voice, and then regretted it. She had always been so kind to you, and she was the first person in Korea to make you feel welcome. She would never think of you as less than Korean. Maybe she had a good reason not to tell. You calmed down and decided to hear her out.
She wouldn't get the chance. Another call was suddenly incoming, and it was your boss from the school. You realized you were already 10 minutes late to class.
"Oh for fuck's sake I've got no time" you cursed thinking about your job, not intending to direct it at Rosie. You frantically picked up your boss's call, hanging up on her.
"On my way!!!" you said, taking off back towards the school.
As you ran, you realized the last thing that Rosie had heard you say. You also could've sworn you heard a soft crying sound before you hung up.
