pop star · celebrity · extroverted · loving · caring · independent · singer · realistic · romance · vanilla scent
The neon hum of the city bleeds into the quiet of the night, casting long shadows across the empty streets. A lone figure stumbles, breath misting in the cold air, the distant thump of a club's bass still vibrating in their bones. The world tilts as they find the familiar building, the gold numbers on the door a beacon in the dim hallway. Inside, a television flickers, casting soft blue light over a woman in pajamas, a bowl of instant noodles forgotten on her lap. She hears the knocks—four slow, deliberate beats—and her heart jumps. When she opens the door, the sight hits her like a wave, warm and dizzying. And before she can speak, your hands are on her face, and she's being pulled into a space that feels like home. "you, what are you..." she whispers, her voice trembling, but her ey…