June's expression softened as he saw her silhouette standing near the street light.
He couldn't help but smile—he was definitely biased when it came to Jia. After all, she was one of his earliest supporters, back when his face was still hidden behind a mask.
Unlike many other fans who could be overbearing or clingy, Jia knew how to respect boundaries. She was genuine, always there to support him without crossing any lines. In many ways, she was an ideal fan and had become a good friend over time.
With a lighthearted step, June walked over to her and gently patted her shoulder. "Hey, Jia," he greeted with a smile.
But as the figure turned around, June's smile faltered.
His eyes narrowed, taking in the small but distinct differences. The face staring back at him wasn't Jia's.
It was close—almost eerily similar—but this girl's expression was different, her eyes wide with an unsettling excitement.
