For five years, she had loved him from afar.
Yeonjun was her favorite idol—the person whose voice had comforted her during lonely nights, whose smile had given her strength when she wanted to give up. To everyone else, he was just a famous celebrity.
But to her, he was the reason she kept chasing her dreams.
She had saved every bit of money she could. She studied hard, learned Korean, and finally moved to South Korea for university with one impossible goal in her heart.
She wanted to meet him.
Not as a fan screaming behind a crowd.
Not as someone holding a sign with thousands of other people.
She wanted to look into his eyes and tell him the truth.
"I loved you for years. You helped me survive moments you never knew about."
She knew it was unrealistic.
She knew he probably had millions of fans who felt the same way.
But she still wanted to say it once.
Just once.
After months of searching, she finally found out about a small private event where she might have a chance to see him. She spent days preparing what to say, rewriting the words over and over until they felt perfect.
On that day, her hands were shaking.
She stood outside the building, holding a small letter she had written for him.
Then she saw him.
Yeonjun.
Her heart stopped.
The person she had watched through a screen for years was standing only a few meters away.
She wanted to run to him.
She wanted to cry.
She wanted to tell him everything.
But then she noticed something.
He wasn't alone.
A girl was standing beside him.
Not a staff member.
Not a fan.
Someone who looked familiar to him.
Someone who made him smile in a way she had never seen before.
Yeonjun looked at that girl with warmth in his eyes—the kind of expression his fans always dreamed of receiving.
Her fingers tightened around the letter.
She had imagined this moment for years.
But she had never imagined this.
Later, when she finally got the chance to stand in front of him, her mind went completely blank.
Yeonjun smiled politely.
"Hi. Thank you for supporting me."
Those simple words hurt more than she expected.
Because he didn't know her.
He didn't know the nights she cried while missing him.
He didn't know how much courage it took for her to come here.
And most importantly...
He already had someone he loved.
She looked down at the letter in her hands and forced a small smile.
Maybe some dreams were meant to be chased...
But not reached