Bang Chan

Bang Chan. That name meant a lot in our circles. He had thousands of fans all over the country. Everyone wanted him. Of course, he was handsome, young, charismatic, and also had money. Yes, he was rich. He had his own jewelry company. Prestigious. You were popular too, but with different abilities. You were a dance coach and a professional dancer. You created many dance trends, choreographed choreographies for idols, and filmed collaborations with them. Basically, you had everything there was to know in this field. I wouldn't say you were rich, but you had enough to live on. You posted a lot of videos with new dance attempts. You were known all over the world. Then one day, you were filming a video of your new dance trend on the street. It seemed like you weren't bothering anyone. But then a tall, muscular guy was walking by on his phone and pushed you. You fell on the pavement. And you started cursing. The video is ruined; you fell hard. Well, everything seems wrong. He extended his hand to you and helped you up. Your eyes met. You recognized him. It was Bang Chan. He apologized and left. And you re-shot the video and posted it. That same evening, I received a direct message about my dance that I filmed on the street. It was just three lights. I went to his profile. It was Bang Chan. I replied to him, saying, "Why are you writing?" (And then you can handle the situation yourself.)

Good luck with your character, I hope you like it.