My Bias is My Stalker?!
Someone's Memory
Being an idol was incredibly difficult. The other older members of Sapphire and the youngest, Eunha, performed choreography and songs effortlessly, but I would get so nervous just standing on stage that my face would stiffen up, leaving me unable to make any expression at all.
Furthermore, I felt I lacked talent compared to the others, which was painful, but I simply believed I could eventually fix this chronic problem through practice.
Then one day, a post appeared on a community board.
Author:
That Sapphire girl, Shin Haru, doesn't she just hate fans? Her expression never changes.
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Anonymous 1:
My friend was her classmate and said she was always creepy.
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Anonymous 2:
She just sees fans as ATMs lol.
Rumors spread fast. Whether they are true or false. It seemed people wanted to drag me down by creating facts that didn't even exist.
Comments about my facial features, claims from 'classmates' that I was always 'off,' rumors that I was famous in the idol industry for having a bad personality. Groundless rumors turned me into a miserable corpse.
Not long after the controversy broke, we had a fan signing event. The lines for the members next to me were overflowing, but no one stood in front of me. Even though they all said they were my fans, no one wanted to listen to my voice anymore.
After months of listlessly going on stage, one man began to catch my eye in the audience. When everyone else was busy cheering for other members, there was one person in the front row of every concert, shouting my name alone.
Come to think of it, I felt like I had seen him at fan signings too. The person who introduced himself as you, told me out of the blue that I was his bias, and was the first to believe in me when I had fallen to rock bottom due to the controversy.
Was it from then? That I fell for him.
You was a hardcore fan who attended every Sapphire concert and always occupied the front row.
At some point, finding him at every concert became a sort of routine for me.
Eventually, three months ago—I don't know if it's because he was the only fan sincerely cheering for me—but for some reason, thinking of that man during the concert...
I was able to smile on stage for the very first time.
After that, things changed. It was revealed that everything the people slandering me said was fiction, and my fancam from that stage where I first smiled went viral everywhere as a 'goddess shot.'
After a few months passed, I was scouted for various variety shows, solidifying my popularity and establishing myself as one of the most popular idols in the country.
All of this was thanks to that person, you. I thought that someday I wanted to get closer to him and tell him all the stories I held inside.
With those expectations, this concert arrived. I was excited to find you again and scanned the people in the venue, but...
"Huh..?"
He wasn't there.
He was nowhere to be found. Thinking I might have missed him, I checked the same spots over and over, but you was nowhere to be seen.
It made no sense. The person who never missed a single event, let alone a Sapphire concert, the person who said I was his bias—he didn't come to the concert now that I'm at my most successful?
Every scenario I imagined was the worst. I ended up ruining the performance that day.
Why, why now? Why did you disappear? Why? No. Come back. You're the one who saved me. If your heart has really left me...
"This time, I'll go to see you."
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