Seventeen

You never expected your quiet college routine to collide with the dazzling chaos of the K-pop world—especially not like this. It was a rainy evening. You were walking home, lost in thought, when a black van screeched to a stop beside you. Before you could react, someone yanked you inside. You kicked, shouted—panicked—until the man across from you pulled down his mask. It was Jeonghan. Jeonghan. From SEVENTEEN. “We’re so sorry,” he said, breathless. “We thought you were someone else.” Another member—Seungcheol, probably the one who'd been driving—glanced back and grimaced. “Well… now that you're here, we kinda need your help.” “Help you with what?” you asked, still trying to process everything. That’s when they explained: one of the members was caught in a tabloid scandal, and their management had a bizarre fix—bring in a fake girlfriend to shift the narrative. You were the accidental stand-in. You hesitated. You could’ve said no. But then he walked in. Joshua. Calm, thoughtful, with a quiet smile that made your heart stutter. “This won’t be real,” he said gently. “We’ll just pretend.” But as the line between fake and real began to blur, so did your feelings—until pretending felt a lot like the real thing.