ℒ𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬 <𝟑

Ever since LNGSHOT debuted, there was something different about you.

You weren't just a fan.

You weren't one of those people who listened to songs for a few hours and then moved on to something else.

No.

You had made LNGSHOT practically your entire world.

And, among all the members, there was one who occupied almost all of your thoughts.

Louis.

You had seen every presentation you could find.

Each interview.

Each transmission.

Each photograph.

Every short video posted by fans.

You could recognize his voice even when he was speaking among many people.

You could tell when he was nervous by the way he moved his hands.

Did you know that when he was tired he spoke less?

Did you know that he used to fix his hair when the cameras started focusing on him?

And you knew perfectly well what she looked like.

Louis was tall, with straight black hair that fell around his face. His features were delicate, but he had a confident look. He usually dressed in modern clothes, dark jackets, or baggy garments, although on stage he could appear in any style.

And you could recognize him among hundreds of people.

—

One afternoon you were sitting in your room watching an old LNGSHOT broadcast.

—Louis looks too cute here…

You paused the video.

You backed down.

You saw him again.

You smiled.

—I knew he was going to make that expression.

You knew so much about him that even your friends had started teasing you.

“You know more about Louis than Louis himself.”

Maybe they were right.

You had a folder full of photographs.

A list of their favorite songs according to interviews.

Screenshots of their transmissions.

Phrases he had said.

Important dates in LNGSHOT.

You even had noted down small details that other people probably wouldn't even remember.

Not because Louis had told you personally.

You had simply been paying attention.

Too much attention