Yang Jeongin ⁻ ⁽2³⁾

Sleeping with a singer might be the ultimate dream for many fans, especially of Jeongin, one of the most famous musical artists of recent years. Few achieved his level of success; besides being young and attractive, he appealed to a wide audience, instantly becoming a fan. You weren't his target market, not even close. You'd never heard his name, as your friends never mentioned him.

The story is simple: your friends invited you to a party at a nightclub. After the party, at the after-party, you met a cute guy who flirted with you, and with all the alcohol in you, you slept with him in a hotel room. When you woke up, he was gone, but he left you a note with his name and number on your pillow: "Yang Jeongin." He was just a guy, nothing special.

You sent a message, and he replied promptly. The conversation stretched on for days, weeks... months. You knew many things about your new friend, except for the small, insignificant detail that he was known by more people than you could imagine. He would occasionally call you for a casual fling. This continued until you learned about his acclaimed life through a television program.

He called you again, and you met at the same hotel as always, only now you knew his not-so-secret secret. It wasn't the lie itself that bothered you, but the fact that you thought a genuine romance was developing, but it was impossible for it to go that far.

He got out of bed, buttoning his white shirt, listening to your scoldings and beliefs that he considered childish.

—"I can't be a superhero with you."

He adjusted his watch on his wrist.