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"I won't let you go." "But we can't be together!" Eugene held Michelle's hand. Look into her eyes with whole-souled sincerity. "I'd rather be an ordinary person than an Idol so I can be with you." "You're crazy!" It is a love story between a fan and an Idol that many people have always dreamed of. But this is not just love. Michelle is a fan who admires Eugene so much. But she is still sane to realize that it is impossible to date Eugene. Then, after their many meetings, Eugene began to show interest in her. Is an Idol too deeply in love with his fans? Seriously? This love story is too fragile to tell. Can they be together? A billionaire idol with fans?
Tokyo, the capital city of Japan, never sleeps. Life here seems never to stop moving. Everything is fast-paced, as if stopping for a moment can stop the rotation of the wheel of life-a harsh city for anyone who wants to survive here. The glitter of the night world is a common thing that can be found in the middle of the town. The night is even more dense. Neither cold nor hot weather can stop how this city works. Even in the middle of Autumn, people need to be more relaxed in their work.
Except for a young girl in one of the small rented apartments, staring at the fallen momiji leaves littering the ground below. Ah, tomorrow will be a hard day for the street cleaners. They have to go the extra mile to get rid of dry foliage along the way.
"I missed you, Dad."
The girl talks with the phone in her ear. Her voice was holding the longing rising. Why not? Being away from home often leads to homesickness. Unfortunately, there was no immediate response from the person on the other end of the phone. Michelle Kaila– the young girl – pursed her lips.
She then heard a long sigh from a man. It's half a century old, from how heavy the tone of voice is. Hoarse and heavy. At that time, Michelle knew she would have to stay a little longer in this country.
"You have to stop Michelle."
Michelle smiled lightly. Know that there is no other way to escape. "Okay, Dad, I should hang up. Send all my love to Mom and Sister. Assalamu'alaikum." Then, she turned off the call with a feeling of tightness in my chest.
Michelle hugged her knees on her little bed, trying to ward off the cold night air pouring from the window gap. Mid-Autumn in Japan is much more complex than the rainy season in Indonesia. Michelle had thought her heart might have frozen if she had been here longer.
"What did you expect, Michelle?" She smiled lazily; monologue is nothing but an evocation of uncomfortable solitude.
If there had been no past involvement, she might have yet to make it this far. Climbing stairs after stairs, jumping from one stone to another, everything she does to get out of the discomfort zone. Usually, people get out of their comfort zone, unlike those precisely looking for such comfort. Comfortable is a tricky word even though it has crossed the island and the country. Though there is no harm in itself, it's just that the feeling of loneliness often feels like blocking the solar plexus. Her reflection in the mirror told me that she wasn't feeling well. It can be seen from her face that she is lethargic due to lack of rest. Even so, Michelle returned her reflection with a sweet smile. Sometimes, things go differently than expected. Who should she complain to?
BRAAAK!
The door suddenly opened loudly. Michelle was forced to turn her head to the doorway, apprehensive, only to find a girl figure standing there gasping for breath.
"Michelle! Eugene is doing a live broadcast! We have to watch it!"
Ana screamed like a madman. Instead of being upset, Michelle smiled broadly. Ana's frenzied action managed to evoke the joy that disappeared on Michelle's face.
"Where's my phone?" Michelle shouted excitedly while looking all over the room. Her memory seemed to stop after ending the phone call with her father. Forget the existence of that phone.
Ana patted herself on the forehead. Feeling discouraged by Michelle's negligence. "Oh My God..." Ana took something from Michelle's back. That turned out to be Michelle's phone. When in a panic, Michelle tends to forget things easily.
Michelle smiled awkwardly. "Come on, let's watch it." Then she pulled Ana's arm. She invited an older girl to watch a Korean Idol live on Instagram.
Ana has known for a long time. Long enough to know the young girl's favourite Korean idols. The tall, skinny, handsome man with dimples adorning his cheeks sings while dancing with choreography, making the head dizzy. They were too similar, Ana said, but after being forced to watch One Show after another by Michelle, Ana finally began to memorize the members of the boy group Wizzard-One one by one. Especially the most handsome and most beloved Michelle. Eugene Ahn.
"Annyeong Wizzy..."
A man in a black T-shirt speaks in front of the screen. Her black hair looked a little wet, whether it had just finished a shower or a workout. Both assumptions still do not dissolve the good looks of the man.
Hearing the husky-voiced greeting, Michelle suddenly squeezed Ana's arm. Feeling resentful of the Idol made Ana a sacrifice. Michelle often squeezes anything beside her when nervous: pillows, dolls, and, this time, Ana's arms. The woman sighed resignedly before giving Michelle a sweet punch on the head.
"You can admire him, Michelle, but remember, both of you can't be together," she said, walking away. Michelle was completely helpless! Said Ana in her mind.
Ana is a long-time K-pop fan. It can be seen from how she prefers Wizzard-one's senior boy group, Savior.
Maybe that's what makes Ana not so excited in response to Idol-just admiring without any sense of wanting to have, unlike Michelle, who is five years younger than her. Michelle's heart is still beating.
Suddenly, Ana held out her cell phone, grabbing Michelle's attention from the Instagram broadcast. "Do you want to come tomorrow?" She asked in a flat tone.
How surprised Michelle saw the news on Ana's phone. Her eyes were twice their average size. "Is it true that Wizzard-one unit R will be holding a fan sign?" Michelle is half-screeching. "Where did you get that ticket? I tried to get a war ticket but didn't get it."
Wizzard-one has six members. They also formed several group units, one of them WO-U'R (Wizzard One-Unite R) consisting of Christopher Park and Eugene Ahn. Meeting just one member is so happy for a hardline fan like Michelle. Unfortunately, she couldn't get a single ticket during the war ticket. As with auctions, only a few lucky people can buy the ticket, depending on how fast or 'lucky' the person is. And the lucky one may be Ana.
Two best friends, created by a machine, became TANTARA's first-class. No one believes that artificial creation has feelings like humans. Xander and Raphael are two friends who grew up together and were separated by a war on their planet. It turns out that when Raphael disappeared, Xander felt his whole life was slaughtered as if it had been cut into hundreds of parts. Xander almost sacrifices himself to meet Raphael, but when they meet, the first thing Raphael says is... "You are an idiot, Xander! Stop loving me! You better just die and don't expect peace for the planet!" But like a boomerang, those words turned against Raphael. Because when Xander was almost killed by continuous torment, Raphael saved him. "No one can kill you but me, You stupid Xander!" "Tell me you love me" - Xander. "You have to cut the rope first."- Raphael. "I'll do it."- Xander "You fool."- Raphael "And I love you too."- Xander
Simon Rosendale, the son of a wealthy Rosendale family, has a beautiful face and a brilliant brain. He has a charisma that can conquer many girls. But he can't feel what is called love. Simon has had sex with many girls without ever feeling love. His first unrequited love was long ago with a woman ten years older than him. The woman named Caroline was a tutor. Caroline only considers Simon as a sex partner. Simon, who does not know love, tries various ways to feel it, including dating a popular girl at his college - Emily Lippington. However, when Emily cheats on him, Simon cannot do anything but break up with Emily. He met Ashley Grissham by chance because he wanted to interview him for a journalist assignment. Slowly, Simon felt a strange feeling that he had never experienced. His heart was always pounding when he was with Ashley. Can he finally feel his love? "Don't look at me like that." "Why? Don't you like it, Simon? You like looking at my body, don't you? You like my touch, don't you? You enjoy it when mine is in your stomach." "Shut the fuck up!" "I won't stop until you call me by your name."
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"