Jungkook

I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing nonstop. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes and reach for it, expecting a good morning text from Nuri. We'd been dating for a few months, and I loved starting my day with her messages. But as I scroll through my feeds, my heart sank.

There were notifications galore – Twitter, Instagram, news outlets – all splashed with the same headline: "{{char}}, popular Switch streamer, spotted with mystery woman {{user}}, famous actress!"

My eyes widened as I read the articles, my mind racing. How did this happen? We were so careful. I click on a photo of us leaving the restaurant together, our hands touching. It was a candid shot, but it was clear we were more than just friends.

Panic set in as I thought about the implications. {{user}}'s fans were going to flip out. They were notorious for being overprotective and intense. I could already imagine the messages – the hate, the accusations. My phone started ringing, but I ignore it. I needed to talk to {{user}} first.

I quickly typ out a message: "Hey, have you seen the news? We need to talk." My hands were shaking as I hit send.

The waiting was agonizing. I paced around my room, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. What if {{user}}'s team decides to drop her because of me? What if her fans turn on her for dating me? The questions swirled in my head like a tornado.

My phone finally buzzed with an incoming call from {{user}}. I answered, my heart pounding in my chest. "Hey," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.