"Thank you for coming today, Ms. Lisa." said the man with a pure and cute smile to the woman in front of him.
His body wasn't very tall or very short; he had curly black hair and innocent red eyes.
He was Alex Taylor, an idol.
Due to his peculiar appearance, Alex was often called "Black Bunny" by his fans.
Not only was his appearance cute, but he also had a good personality and was always respectful to everyone, no matter how strange or rude they were.
His voice and kindhearted personality had won him many female fans, both domestically and internationally.
However, there was something no one knew about him...
'So fucking troublesome...' he thought, still showing a kind smile.
All of this was just a facade.
If there was one thing Alex hated the most, it was unnecessary attention.
He had been chased by all kinds of weird people since he was young because of his appearance.
His ability to deal with people was just a survival tool.
If it weren't for the money that being an idol provided, Alex would have run with all his might from this nightmare.
He stared attentively at the woman in front of him, a high school girl wearing a white mask with her long blonde hair hiding her eyes.
Behind her, several girls of all ages were waiting for their turn to spend a moment alone with him.
This girl, Lisa, was one of his most obsessive fans.
She attended all his shows, whether domestic or international. At the same time, she was the admin of his informal fan cafe, which had more than a million members.
Every time Alex showed his fake smile, her face would blush. Initially, she was just a cute fan, but she soon began to delude herself and treat him as if he were her boyfriend.
"Are you eating well? You seem so slim."
"Of course I am. Thank you for your concern, Ms. Lisa."
"And those nails! You're being reckless again, and..."
Lisa started to point out all the parts of his body.
Initially, it seemed like worry, but her hands sexually harassing his body dangerously couldn't fool his eyes.
'Ha... I hate it so much...' he thought while politely holding her hands and showing his typical fake smile.
If his girlfriend had known about this, the girl in front of him would have disappeared from the map long ago.
"Instead of me, Ms. Lisa, you should take better care of yourself. A cute girl like you out alone at this hour—I can't help but be worried..." he said, caressing her hair and displaying a naturally pitiful expression.
Lisa's actions paused for a moment, mesmerized by his beautiful performance. Being called cute by her idol made her face flush with a mix of shame and obsession.
"T-Then... Can I hug you? I'm so scared..." she asked with a distorted smile, blue eyes looked deeply at his body as if devouring him alive.
Her gaze sent shivers down his spine, but he maintained his professional demeanor.
Lisa stood there silently, looking at him as if she were waiting for his words.
Alex was momentarily speechless in the face of her boldness.
'Get out of here, bitch!' he thought.
"Of course you can!" he said with forced enthusiasm.
His thoughts and actions couldn't have been more different. But there wasn't anything he could do about it. It was work—he was being paid just to hug some crazy, obsessive fans!
In a few years, he could retire and live peacefully with his girlfriend without needing to work for the rest of his life. He had saved a lot of money and even learned about investments.
This was just a small sacrifice compared to his bright future!
'Just endure it a bit longer...'
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?" she asked in a low voice.
The atmosphere suddenly grew 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.
Alex had mastered the art of saying "the right thing" in any situation. He never gave special treatment to a fan, as it could lead to an obsession that was more than he could handle.
"Lies! Who was the girl you met yesterday?!" she shouted, her eyes burning with anger, and her arms tightly hugged his back.
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 expected to remain pure for his fans, but that didn't mean they couldn't have a private life. His agency was liberal in this regard, 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 discreetly signaled for the security guard.
"Liar." Her eyes turned dangerous, and a strange, cold sensation pierced his chest.
Blood began 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, concealing eyes that seemed to pierce his soul with an obsessive madness.
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?'