Part 1The Anti-Fan Who Loved Me

After my brother became an idol, I became his dedicated fansite photographer.

In my photos, the background was razor-sharp, but my brother’s face was melted like butter.

After seeing the pictures, my brother was silent for a long time.

He Venmoed me fifty bucks to delete them.

I didn't give up. I tried again and again, failing every time.

Finally, my brother couldn't take it anymore and told me to go photograph his "nemesis," Julian Chen.

The result? A casual snap I took became a legendary photo, gaining Julian 100,000 followers overnight.

Unwilling to admit defeat, my brother made me, who had already infiltrated Julian's fandom as a "big fan," come back to photograph him.

After I "left the fandom," countless fellow fans DM'd me crying, begging me to return.

One DM stood out. It was from Julian himself.

"Am I really not as good as him?"

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My brother, Liam, went abroad to study but ended up becoming an idol halfway through, ruining my hobby of chasing stars.

I switched to photography but struggled to find subjects.

Liam had a brilliant idea: "Why don't you be my fansite master? How are your photography skills?"

I answered cautiously, "Uh, passable."

I asked him for front-row tickets to his latest concert and went with my heavy-duty camera lens.

Liam was a bit awkward but excitedly instructed me: "Sis, make sure you make your bro look handsome."

Me: "Got it, got it, Bro."

After the show started, Liam glanced at my spot several times. Even his teammate, Julian Chen, looked over.

But I was wearing a mask and dressed like an auntie; no one recognized me.

I gave Liam a determined look.

He returned an even more determined look.

Then Liam started posing and dancing on stage, while I sat below on pins and needles.

After all, watching your own brother twerk requires a certain amount of courage.

Suddenly, a scream erupted from the crowd.

I looked.

Oh god, Liam took his shirt off.

Thankfully, just the top.

He squeezed his eyes shut tight, and I squeezed mine shut tight too.

Fans around me screamed hoarsely: "Liam Su! Legendary photo incoming! It's here!"

Subconsciously, I pressed the shutter.

After snapping hundreds of shots blindly, I finally dared to open my eyes.

No, Bro, why are you still shirtless! Are you trying to ruin me?

Desperately, I turned my lens toward his teammate, Julian Chen, and survived the rest of the concert relying on his peerless beauty.

After the concert, I didn't check the photos and rushed backstage to wait for Liam.

Liam was taking forever.

I huddled in a corner, texting him to hurry up.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over me.

I heard a hesitant voice.

"...Harper?"

I looked up to see Julian's calm face.

He was still wearing his stage outfit. His blonde hair was soaked with sweat, and as the lights swept over him, he seemed to shimmer with starlight.

I smiled awkwardly.

"Long time no see. You're even more handsome than in high school."

He looked down at me, sweat sliding down his neck into the slightly open collar of his outfit.

His dark eyes landed on my face.

"Long time no see. Are you... waiting for someone?"