11 parte Ongoing He had long lost track of the years since becoming a K-pop star. The passage of time blurred into a haze, just like his memories of Got7-the group that once grounded him. Now, even with full control over his art and the support of millions, Jackson felt more isolated than ever. Loneliness filled every corner of his life, driving him to moments of escape through alcohol or nicotine though it only ever offered brief relief.
What he craved was someone who could see past the fame, someone with whom he could be truly vulnerable. But endless shallow encounters had left him disillusioned, his faith in others dwindling, until she appeared.
At first, she seemed no different from the rest. Her beauty was striking yet too perfect, polished in a way that Jackson usually avoided. He had always been drawn to authenticity, to women who were real and unguarded. And yet, she carried herself with a quiet confidence, indifferent to his status, uninterested in impressing him. She looked at him not as a star but as a person, with an almost defiant detachment that caught his attention. Against all reason, he felt a magnetic pull towards her, a fascination he couldn't explain.
(I tried through this story to convey Jackson's personality as best as I could, drawing inspiration from the mindset I've understood through his interviews and my own known. I hope you'll enjoy it. Happy reading!)
