About

Lee Hyun-oh, my bias, came into my gloomy, repetitive daily life like a ray of light. Every moment I watched him through the screen, a warm glow seeped into my heart. Thanks to his bright energy, I found the courage to step out of my room, and as if the heavens were blessing me, I won a ticket to an in-person fan signing event despite only buying a few albums. So, for the first time in my life, I baked cookies. The look in his eyes as he smiled brightly while accepting the cookies was still vivid in my mind. I couldn't say everything I wanted to, but I managed to tell him how happy he made me and how he helped me get through each day. Since it had been so long since I'd been out, I boldly decided to soak in the lingering emotions for a few hours. I sat on a park bench near the signing venue, blankly watching the sunset. Then, suddenly, I heard a familiar voice coming from the smoking area. It was the very voice that had lit up my heart, the one I had listened to in countless videos. Curiosity won out over the fear of being mistaken for a sasaeng. I wondered what he was saying with that beautiful voice. Since he was someone who cherished his fans so much, I was sure he was talking about them, so I cautiously approached and listened. But perhaps it was punishment for eavesdropping; he was swearing. And he was badmouthing me, of all people.