James had always admired Ethan from a distance. An ordinary guy in a sleepy town, James's life was far removed from the dazzling world of Ethan Cross, the international star whose every move captivated millions. James knew everything about Ethan—his favorite foods, his quirks, even the way his voice softened during heartfelt interviews. Ethan was untouchable, a god among men, and yet, James couldn't help but feel something electric whenever he saw him on screen.

What began as a harmless admiration soon grew into something much darker, more obsessive. At first, it was innocent: catching every movie, replaying interviews, savoring moments where Ethan's radiant smile made his heart skip a beat. But over time, James's feelings deepened into something raw and all-consuming. He'd lie awake at night, imagining Ethan's touch—the gentle weight of his hand on James's cheek, the fire of their lips meeting for the first time.

But those dreams didn't stay innocent for long. They into fantasies so vivid they left James breathless, aching for something he knew he could never have. He envisioned Ethan's body pressed against his, their shared whispers of desire, and the taste of Ethan's lips, salty from tears of longing. It was intoxicating and maddening, and James couldn't escape it.

Yet with this passion came a suffocating weight of fear. James had never felt this way about another man before, and the realization that he might be gay hit him like a tidal wave. The dread of being exposed terrified him. Would his parents notice his sleepless nights, his wandering thoughts? Would they still love him if they knew the truth? The thought of their rejection was enough to make him bury his desires deeper, but they refused to stay hidden.

Desperate for a release, James threw himself into his writing. Late into the night, he'd pen torrid stories where he and Ethan were lovers—stealing kisses backstage, making love under the glow of moonlight, their passion ignited by the thrill of secrecy. These fantasies became his refuge, even as they left him hollow, knowing they could never be real.

One night, unable to bear the weight of his emotions, James reached out to the only person he trusted: Sarah, his best friend since childhood. When they met at their favorite spot by the riverbank, James poured everything out—the fantasies, the fear, the way Ethan had consumed his every thought. He spoke of nights spent dreaming of Ethan's touch, of days where he couldn't focus because Ethan was all he could think about.

To James's surprise, Sarah didn't flinch. She listened, her eyes soft with compassion. "James," she said, her voice steady, "it's okay to feel this way. Love isn't something you can control. And you shouldn't have to hide it. But you have to ask yourself—are you ready for where this could take you? Because love like this… it's not easy."

Sarah's words stayed with him, echoing in his mind as he lay awake that night. Could he really find the courage to confront his feelings head-on? Could he fight for a love that seemed destined to remain a fantasy?

But as he drifted off to sleep, his phone buzzed with a notification—a post from Ethan's official account. The actor was coming to James's city for a special event. James's heart raced as he stared at the screen, a new fire igniting inside him. Was this fate, a chance to step out of the shadows and into Ethan's world?

For the first time, the line between fantasy and reality blurred. But would this encounter lead to the love he craved—or the heartbreak he feared?