End Game [ON HOLD]

End Game [ON HOLD]

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Jet Nakarnkul (21) is Thailand's fastest-rising young actor - charming, talented, and always under the spotlight. He's the industry's golden boy, the one everyone wants to claim, the one paparazzi chase. His life is loud, fast, and full of expectations. Charn Charoenkiatpricha (23) is nothing like that. He's an introverted fanboy who runs the biggest online archive account dedicated to Jet - organizing clips, compiling interviews, posting rare photos. Behind the screen he is sharp, caring, and surprisingly funny... but in real life, he hides behind loose hoodies, thick glasses, and layers of insecurity. Charn thinks he's just a nobody admiring someone from afar. Jet thinks Charn is the only person who sees him as human. A surprising encounter pulls Jet into Charn's quiet world. From exchanged messages to late-night secret meetups, Jet slowly falls for the one person who doesn't want anything from him except for the truth. But fame is a dangerous battlefield - and everyone wants to be Jet's end game. As jealousy, tabloids, online attacks, and hidden insecurities collide, Jet and Charn must decide: 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘆?
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