I step into the venue, and the air buzzes with excitement. My heart races as I remind myself that I'm not just anyone here. I'm Lee Ye's manager for the day. The moment we arrive, chaos erupts. Fans scream and wave colorful banners, their faces glowing with joy and anticipation. Who would blame them? Lee Ye, with his stunning looks and charming smile, is a magnet for adoration.
As the event kicks off, I try to maintain my composure amidst the whirlwind of activity. Lee Ye's hit song "Baby Please" plays in the background, setting a lively atmosphere. The crowd erupts into cheers as he enters the stage, and I feel a swell of pride. I remind myself to focus on my managerial duties—ensuring the only priority is to make sure everything runs smoothly and not blow up in my face!
"Okay, Seo Yeon, you can do this," I mutter under my breath, clutching my clipboard like a lifeline.
The first activity is a Q&A session where fans can ask Lee Ye anything. One particularly bold fan shouts, "What's your ideal type?" The room falls silent as all eyes turn to him. He flashes his signature grin and replies, "Someone who loves Korean traditional dishes as much as I do." Laughter erupts, and I can't help but chuckle along with the crowd, wishing I could join the line and fangirl hard to my satisfaction.
As the meet and greet progresses, I find myself juggling countless tasks—collecting gifts from fans, managing the line for autographs and photos with Lee Ye, and ensuring that everyone has their moment with him. The gifts range from handmade bracelets to extravagant plush toys. Each time I hand a gift to him, I feel a pang of envy. Oh, how I wish I could be one of those fans gushing over him instead of standing behind the scenes.
One fan presents Lee Ye with an enormous stuffed bear that nearly topples over as he tries to hug it. "Thank you. This is going straight to my bedroom." he jokes, making everyone laugh again. I roll my eyes playfully… his charm is undeniable.
Amidst the laughter and chaos, I overhear snippets of conversations from fans expressing their love for him. "Oh my gosh! Lee Ye oppa is so perfect!" one girl squeals. My heart flutters—a secret fan at heart, I often gush about him in private too! If only they knew how much I also admire him…
As the fan meet comes to an end, I take a moment to breathe. The building still buzzes with excitement as fans reluctantly begin to leave. I feel a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration. My legs hurt from the pair of high heels I have on, and this day has been a whirlwind of emotions no doubt. "I can't believe I got to be part of this," I think wistfully.
Finally, we make our way back to Lee Ye's van. The ride home is quiet except for the faint sound of his songs playing softly in the background, a soothing contrast to the earlier chaos. I glance at him, wishing badly I could sing along to his songs playing. He looks content but tired after a long day of meeting fans.
"Thanks for today," he finally says, breaking the silence. "You did great."
I beam at his compliment but feel a rush of shyness wash over me. "Well, I tried to keep everything organized," I reply modestly.
As we pull up to his mansion under the moonlit sky, Lee Ye turns to me with a casual smile. "It's late. Why don't you sleep over? We can order some pizza," he suggests nonchalantly.
My heart races at the invitation—could this really be happening? "Sure, that sounds great." I manage to say without sounding too eager.
He heads straight upstairs while I enter my room to freshen up. Realizing that I don't have spare clothes to change into is such a bummer… After washing up quickly, I put on my jumpsuit from earlier.
I make my way to the stairs, pausing briefly before ascending. Approaching his door, I knock softly. There is no response, so I deduce that he is likely in the shower. I head toward his study after a moment's hesitation, the door is slightly ajar. Curiosity piqued, and I peek inside, immediately captivated by what lies before my eyes.
The study is an anime lover's dream come true—shelves lined with popular manga series and collectibles that showcase his interests in vibrant detail. My heart skips a beat as I admire his book collection. My God, it's so adorable! How did I not know about his love for anime?
I giggle softly at how cute he is for having such an eclectic collection that reflects his personality so well. As my fingers trace along his large desk, wondering what it is that keeps him glued here each time he's on his tablet—I feel a warmth spread through me.
I move closer to the bookshelves, spotting a book that catches my eye perched at the top shelf. Tiptoeing carefully, I stretch my arm out but struggle to reach it. Just as I'm about to grab it, it slips from my fingers.
"Oh no!"
I reach out instinctively to catch it but lose my balance instead and scream as I lean back, falling… Suddenly, something solid collides against me from behind.
Before I know it, strong arms wrap around my waist, preventing me from hitting the ground. My heart races even faster as Lee Ye steadies me against him.
I turn around slowly and am instantly mesmerized by his sight. He looks ridiculously sexy with just a towel hanging around his lower body and water droplets cascading down his bare chest—his solid abs practically begging for my fingers to trace them. His wet hair adds an extra layer of allure as droplets fall onto my skin.
In this surreal moment that feels like something out of an erotic novel, our eyes lock, making my breath hitch in anticipation, especially as he leans in closer than ever.
"If you keep doing things like this," he whispers softly against my ear, sending shivers down my spine, "you'll end up getting… kissed."
My mouth parts in excitement, mostly astonishment. My eyes flutter shut instinctively as if drawn by an invisible force between us. Words fail me as butterflies swirl in my stomach.
He smirks playfully but leans even closer until our faces are mere inches apart—a tantalizing distance that makes it hard for me to breathe.
"Maybe you should be careful," he teases lightly before pulling back just enough for me to catch my breath again.
Just then, there's a loud crash outside followed by frantic shouting that jolts us both back into reality—the moment shattering like glass.
"What was that?" My heart races not just from our close encounter but also from curiosity about what could be happening outside.
Without giving me an answer, Lee Ye dashes back to his room, quickly to throw on some clothes. After a few minutes, he emerges, and we rush downstairs together—our hearts pounding wildly in sync as we appear outside into the night…
And there it is—a group of fans banging loudly at the mansion's gates, trying to get in!
"Seo Yeon!" he exclaims suddenly with wide eyes filled with shock.
As what I would call our romantic moment takes an unexpected turn into chaos, one thought lingers in my mind—did he just… say my name?