She smiled at someone and tilted her head in that way she always does in interviews and music videos and whatever-the way that makes it impossible to look away. I was absolutely mesmerized by her. And it was stupid, so so stupid. She was just looking around, just existing, and I? I was fighting for dear life a few meters away. But, could you blame me? What are even the chances, the face of the campaign to be, Sabrina. Fucking. Carpenter. . . . When y/n, a rich fangirl, meets her obsession in real life, her world takes a completely unexpected turn. But will it worth it?