She is just an infamous vlogger. A carat who slipped into the shining diamond life and into Wonwoo's harem. A girl who met her idol through fan meeting and concerts. A fortunate woman who Wonwoo entangled his life.

They awed each other.

They met.

They talked.

He confessed.

This is a not so typical love story about an idol who fell in love with his fan. But she decided to continue her normal life. Thus, (Y/n) planned of escaping from the fantasy which might only gives her a temporary happiness. Because dating is the biggest sin an idol might commit.

However...

"W-Wonwoo?"

"Hi. I'm Wonwoo of Seventeen. Can you be my date for today?"

In a variety show "Date an Idol", Wonwoo's date must have rosequart serenity clothes. Hundreds of people roamed around the busy streets. Yet in the crowded area, he saw her— his favorite vlogger, his long time crush, his fan, the person he confessed at.

At (Y/n)'s perspective, this prejudice world won't give her a chance to date a guy like him. But here he is! Standing in front of her and asking her for a date! Even if million of people will watch them because this is only for the sake of the program, there's no denying how amazing the opportunity comes.

It was as if there's an author who wrote these incidents, turned it into accident and made it their fate.

" Okay, so for our first program, miss (Y/n) and Wonwoo will date at the coffee shop. It is the time to get to know each other, ask your ideal type, your goal or your dream date," The PD told them.

(Y/n) scratched her arm while looking at the ground. Meanwhile, Wonwoo nodded his head with a smile. If only the PD knows that these two are acquainted to each other, she'll probably cancel the show. Well, she's unknowingly presenting a future scandalous couple to everyone. But of course, Wonwoo won't share the truth.

He'll definitely use this chance to win over.

"There's no script, right?" He asked.

"Yup!" PD answered before she tend to (Y/n). "Don't be too nervous, miss. Please act natural as much as possible. And don't worry, we'll pay you a good amount."

(Y/n) glanced at him and so did he. When their eyes met, it was as if the world melted and they stood above the clouds.

"I like that chemistry!" The PD's shout woke them and so they looked away from each other. "You should stare at each other with that kind of gaze."

"Hmmm," Wonwoo mumbled, scratching his reddened ears.

With an awkward beginning, the film started.

The camera rolled and the PD gave a hand gesture that they should start talking at each other from now on. Everyone's focus is on them.

'What should I do? This is too awkward! I haven't reply at his messages. Also, how could this happen? There was bunch of women outside so why did he pick me? It's not like I hate this but... This is TOO GREAT! TOO IMPOSSIBLE TO HAPPEN SO I HAD MY DOUBTS!' Thoughts going inside (Y/n)'s head as she sip on her lemonade.

Wonwoo eyed her, watching her frown. He could keenly felt her anxiety across his seat.

'What if I'll die later?' (Y/n) continued in talking to herself. 'There's no way I'll experience this if there is no exchange rate. The heaven above might giving me my last supper before I die.' She nodded her head, smiling creepily.

"Miss (Y/n)," at last, he started the conversation. "Do you know me?"

His question for her is confusing. If Wonwoo wanted to hide their relationship, asking that question doesn't make sense. It's like he's showing to everyone that he picked a random girl who turned out to be his fan; so (Y/n) is obligated to act like one (Well, she is insanely happy already).

"I k-know, Wonwoo of Seventeen. I know you," she stuttered. (Y/n) glanced at the camera; giving her an unsettling feeling.

"Great," Wonwoo said in joyful deep tone. "I chose you because you are wearing a rosequarts serenity outfit. Rosequart and serenity are our fandom's color."

"I k-know that also. I'm a Seventeen fan."

"Really?!" Wonwoo gasped, acting as if he didn't know a thing. "Wow. I chose the right person then." He chuckled and it satisfied the PD's anticipation.

'This man is enjoying this! And what makes me mad is that I also love it! Gosh, he's being cute!' (Y/n) shouted inwardly. Burying her words, she took another sip of her juice.

"So, how about you? Tell me about yourself, miss (Y/n)." He placed his elbow on the table and put his chin above the back of his hand while staring at her.

As she stared at him, she was reminded of Wonwoo's countless photos she has in her gallery. His sharp eyes, pointed nose, thin lips and small face, she couldn't believe that the Wonwoo across isn't just a photo which she imagined of dating, but actually a real person!

Her heart squeezed, as if hundreds of cupid shot her accurately.

Calming herself by clearing her throat, she answered, "My name is (Y/n), 23 years old."

"Single?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, I'll be in trouble if not," he teased.

The unexpected inquiry shortened her lifespan. She forged a laugh and uttered, "I am single." Then she changed the topic, "And I am currently looking for a job."

"I see." Wonwoo rolled his tongue. He glanced at his juice and played his finger around the tip of the glass. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" His sharp yet sweet fox-like eyes pierced the space and settled in her face.

Exhilarating, (Y/n) avoided his hot gaze by looking down. "No! No! There's no way. I'm just nervous."

The PD tilted her head while watching the two. "Their conversation is boring but my heart is fluttering. Weird," she whispered. She has no plan of stopping the two, so she could suggest a great topic to discuss together. Even if the conversation is simple, the atmosphere between the two is too intense. That's why the Pd decided to stay quiet for a while.

"Okay. Miss (Y/n)," Wonwoo called.

"Yes?"

"What is your ideal type?"

"..." Her mouth hanged opened while her cheeks turned like a spring rose.

"I have to act like your boyfriend for today so I need to know your preference," he excused.

She was caught by a trap. But she couldn't lie in front of the camera because she already talked about her ideal type in her vlogs. If people tried to search for her just in case, they might say negative comments on her previous videos.

'Why is he asking me this?' She wondered.

"My ideal type is someone who is dedicated to his work," she answered. "A music lover and a great singer. Someone who plays guitar and can make songs for me. A shy type who'll blush when I annoy him with sweet words. The appearance doesn't matter. Because in my eyes, he'll be the cutest guy ever."

It's true. Before Wonwoo became her bias, these are her ideal type.

"There's someone like that in our team." Wonwoo nodded his head. "Woozi is like your ideal type. Then, does it mean he is your bias? Your favorite?"

She caught his gawk. Behind his eyes, the intention became clear. He just wanted to hear that...

"No. Wonwoo is my bias."

Wonwoo stayed wordless for a while. He kept on staring at her without saying anything. The air became thicker than before, but somehow, it gave a giddy feeling to everyone who is watching them.

"I feel happy to hear that." Smile has gradually painted at his lips. He couldn't hide his happiness, as butterflies roamed inside his stomach. It is a very satisfying feeling.

Now, it is her turn to counter attack. "How about you, Wonwoo? What is your ideal type?"

"Me?" He pointed himself. "Well, I'm older than you. Right?"

"Huh? Ah y-yeah."

"If you call me, Wonwoo Oppa, then I'll tell you."

Staffs around almost shout after they heard his remark. Even the PD hit the closest person beside her!

Wonwoo has this cold image, which makes him a perfect representation of a cold-hearted male lead in the drama. Thus, when he say a single sweet word, it has a huge impact. And that's what happened to everyone, including (Y/n). She felt that her spirit left her just now.

"Come on, say it," Wonwoo asked as if he's a sulking little boy. No, he's more like a cat asking his owner to feed him yummy stuffs.

"W-Wonwoo Oppa," she managed to utter.

"Now ask me again," his deep voice became deeper.

"What is your ideal type? Wonwoo Oppa."

Wonwoo leaned a little closer. Staring at her, he answered, "You..."

Everyone held their breath.

"I mean, my ideal type is just like yours. A very dedicated woman and someone who will enjoy listening to music. But that doesn't mean I like Woozi. I want funny and talkative girl."

Everyone's spirit came back alive. They thought he said it's her he likes and this will be a problem in the future. However, they didn't know that he actually confessed at the same girl for the second time. With that, (Y/n) freeze on her spot.

"Now that we got to know each other," Wonwoo said. "Should we head to our next date location?"

A magical day for two people who act like a lover when they actually like each other, has slowed the world.

"For our last scene," PD explained. "The two of you will ride at the ferris wheel. You'll enjoy the scenery of the night city lights and say that it was a good date. Then we're finished."

The sky is already dark. Wonwoo and (Y/n) spent their day playing, talking and walking side by side. But now, it'll came to an end.

'Right. Nothing is forever, so does liking a man who's as high as star' (Y/n) sighed inside her head.

"Are you ready?" Wonwoo held out his hand.

Even if Cinderella knew that she has a time limit, she held the prince's hand. When the clock strikes at 12am, her dress will return into a rag; no more pumpkin carriage, henchmen and glass shoes. Yet, she was satisfied of dancing with a prince in just a night.

Smiling sadly, (Y/n) took his hand. They both entered the ferris wheel pumpkin shaped gondola. Her shoes aren't made of glass but while holding his hand, it feels as light as clouds. Whenever they gaze locked, she felt like the most beautiful woman in the world. Under the starry night sky, this is fairytale moment that will end soon. But who cares? She'll enjoy it.

The gondola door closed.

"Oh?! Wait a minute!" PD shouted.

When (Y/n) looked outside, she realized that the cameraman didn't come with them. "Oh no! The camera man!"

"You guys forgot to...!" PD's scream that is fading as the gondola rose slowly.

"Wonwoo! We left the cameraman!" She reported the obvious thing.

Looking down apathetically, Wonwoo agreed. "Right. That means we have to ride this twice."

She diverted her eyes back to him — to the only man she's with inside the narrow gondola. Her heart that was beating crazy has in static panic.

"I like this," Wonwoo whispered. "Finally, we can speak freely."

(Y/n) looked away and set her sight towards the beautiful scenery beneath. Different colors spread like bullets of gems, it made the scenario even more romantic.

'I can't breathe. I can't even look into his eyes,' she worried inwardly.

"We've been together all day. Are you still unable to stay calm with me?" Wonwoo chuckled.

"How about you? You think this is normal?" She bit her lower lip.

"I'm nervous too. But I'm happy."

"..."

"Hey, why didn't you reply to my message? Did you...dump me?"

Clenching her hands, (Y/n) turned around. "Why? How? When? I am so confused."

Wonwoo pursed his lips.

"You are someone I adore, as an idol. It is a feeling that we can't measure. So when you suddenly confessed, it confused me. I started doubting myself, my confidence, my happiness. Whenever I compared myself to you, the answer is really painful."

"..."

"I like you. You know that. But a romantic feelings for a man is different from loving a celebrity. Wonwoo, let me love you as your fan."

His eyes went downcast, there are their shoes that are covered by their shadows; shadows of two people with different lives.

"It is the same for you, right?" She continued. "You told me that you liked me because you are watching my vlog. That's it. It's not real love, enough for us to date. We are just each other's bias. Bias' bias."

"..."

"So, I won't accept your offer to love you as a normal person. Although I know I'll probably regret turning down this chance. Actually, when I heard it, I was so happy. I felt like crying, laughing, rolling and getting crazy. Yet, life is not a fanfic story. I don't want to be the reason of your downfall. What I want is to see you on stage, to give happiness to everyone, to become the star of million fans."

"Then what about Woozi?" He looked at her eyes.

"Huh?" She uttered.

"Will you give him a chance to date you? He also likes you. Will you use the time you had together as an excuse?"

"I..."

"Before you knew his identity, you were his friend. Is that valid?"

"That..." Her lips opened but then closed again.

"It's true that the two of us have different lives. But before I am Wonwoo of Seventeen, I'm just a normal guy who can fall in love. Liking someone will never be a sin. So all I ask is chance. Give me a chance to fall like normal person."

"But..."

"And who the hell made the rule that an idol is as high as star? That you can never reach us? It's a dumb idea. You looked at the star because you adore it. Thus, when you like someone, she will become your own star."

"Wonwoo."

"So, as both stars, let's give shine to each other." He cupped her cheeks. Rubbing it with his thumbs, his eyes fell on her lips. "And the first step, is this."

In a summer night, in the world they created, his lips shared its warmth to her.

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