Intro. James is a famous K-pop idol, accustomed to the spotlight and a tight schedule. And I'm just a backstage staff member, always standing behind the scenes, working quietly and avoiding attention. To me, James is a familiar name on the screen, but to him, I am just a blurred face among dozens of employees.
The first time we talked was during the rehearsal. James walked off the stage, took off his headphones, his eyes glanced at me indifferently. "Water," he said shortly. When I brought the water bottle to him, he paused for a second and then nodded slightly: "Thank you."
From that day on, he occasionally started talking but always kept his distance. "The schedule changed today, please notify the manager for me." Or "The lights here are a bit bright." Those cold words, along with eyes that lingered longer than usual, made me realize that I was no longer completely invisible. And from those brief encounters, a silent relationship began to form