"Thank you for coming today, Ms. Lisa," said the handsome man with a professional smile as he signed a portrait.

The blonde high school girl's face blushed at his words. She held the portrait as if it were a priceless treasure.

Behind her, several girls of all ages were waiting for their turn to spend a moment alone with him.

This man was Alex Taylor, an idol.

His voice and kindhearted personality had won him many female fans, both domestically and internationally. However, there was something no one knew about him...

'This is so fucking troublesome.'

It was all a facade.

Alex had become an idol out of financial desperation. He was broke, and a friend had a contact in the industry who recommended him for the job.

Being an idol was as good as hell. He worked tirelessly until he collapsed and had to meet countless fangirls who treated him like a cult leader.

The girl in front of him was one he found particularly frightening.

"C-Can I hug you?" she asked with a distorted smile. Her face sent shivers down his spine, but he maintained his professional demeanor.

He planned to retire in a few years and live peacefully with his girlfriend. Hugging some crazy girls was a small price to pay.

"Of course!"

He extended his arms and gave her a warm hug.

Sniff

The girl sniffed his neck and clung to his clothes.

"Alex, you are mine, aren't you?" the girl asked in a low voice.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"As an idol, each fan holds a special place in my heart, and of course, Ms. Lisa is someone I value very much," he said with the best smile he could muster.

"Lies! Who was the girl you met yesterday?!" she shouted, her eyes burning with anger.

Her emotions changed so quickly that Alex thought she was the perfect example of a bipolar stalker.

Had this girl discovered he had a girlfriend? This was the worst-case scenario.

An idol was supposed to remain pure for his fans, but that didn't mean they couldn't have a private life. His agency was liberal in this aspect, as long as he kept it a secret.

He steadied his trembling legs and spoke naturally.

"How could I? Ms. Lisa must be mistaken~?"

His words were playful and sincere, but his eyes and hands were discreetly signaling for the security guard.

"Liar." Her eyes turned dangerous, and a strange, cold sensation pierced his chest.

Blood started to stain his white clothes, creating a gruesome image.

He tasted blood in his mouth.

Alex desperately tried to break away from the girl's embrace.

"If you can't be mine, you can't be anyone else."

"Guard-" He tried to call for the security guard, but his lips were suddenly sealed by the girl's.

He couldn't comprehend how the girl had so much strength; he couldn't move at all.

Pain radiated from his chest, and he was suffocating from the prolonged kiss.

'Help...!'

Unfortunately, no one came to his rescue.

His vision grew darker, and he felt his consciousness slipping away.

The last thing he saw was the blonde, pale hair of the girl, hiding crazy, obsessive eyes that seemed to pierce his soul.

That day, the well-known idol Alex Taylor died at a fan event.

Or at least, that's what he thought.

'Where am I?' He found himself held by a black-haired woman, with a slim man staring at him with emotional eyes.

He tried to move his hands, but his body felt strange.

No matter how much he tried, something seemed to interfere with his movements.

'What?'

The situation was so unbelievable that he couldn't comprehend it.

Somehow, his body started to move on its own.

Small, pale hands appeared before his eyes.

'What the hell is this?'