IamDee29
This is not a love story.
It's a memory.
Of waiting, watching, and quietly breaking.
She was just another face in the crowd... until his eyes lingered on her screenname a little longer.
A fan. An idol. A promise. A silence. A disappearance.
And then another.
Told through poetic chapters, this is a quiet unraveling of what it means to care deeply for someone you might never meet, and to hold space for them even in their absence.
For every fan who stayed, hoped, and hurt a little...
This is for you.