Her choice

-Yes, we have been together for more than a year, but we didn't want to have a public relationship because I was scared, said the girl looking straight into the camera. Why was she in this situation?

She turned to Nanjoom and gave him a very innocent smile as her eyes showed him how she would kill him after. How did she get here? Well, it all started when she saw the interview. Five mins after she hung up the phone and was in front of the hotel, waiting for the one who destroyed her life. As soon as the car arrived, she climbed into the passenger seat and gave him a criminal look. She wanted to kill him on the spot. Oo and she will do it immediately after he solves the mess she was in. Ien didn't say anything and just glared at him until he stopped the car on a more secluded alley.

-Are you crazy or what? How could you say that?

Here he ended up being questioned by a girl who has a little more and eats him alive. That was his fate, and he deserved it after he did.

-I'm sorry, ok? but I had no choice.

-What? the girl said laughing. You had no choice, so you had to ruin my life.

-What are you talking about? It's not as bad as you think.

-Why didn't you choose someone else? Why me?

-I'm sorry but I have a good reason. Please help me he said looking into her eyes.

-You're crazy if you think I'm going to help you destroy my life, she said, almost crying. She started to cry even harder, and he couldn't stand to see the woman crying. He started to think that maybe he had made a mistake. He started to feel sorry for her. Looking at her again, he started to regret it. What right did he have to make that choice for her? He was a stranger to her. He sighed and instinctively raised his hand to wipe her tears but stopped in the middle of the distance. Her eyes were staring at him, the tears streaming down her cheeks were an endless line that once crossed, it will bring him the feeling that he tries so hard to ignore. The guilt that had begun to haunt him was so close to him that it almost tasted bitter. He sighed again and lowered his hand.

-You're right. It's my fault. I'll try to solve the problem. Please don't cry anymore. At his words she started to cry even harder.

After she calmed down, she asked him to take her to the hotel, but she regretted it as soon as she saw that the hotel was surrounded by reporters. And add it to her luck, the reporters noticed the car the two were in. They surrounded the car and began taking pictures of them. The flashes were too strong and made her close her eyes.

-Here, she heard as she woke up with a pair of sunglasses on her lap. She returned to thank him, but the man was already out of the car.

- Look, it's MR! He got out of the car, the paparazzi shouted as they surrounded him. Frightened, he took a deep breath and tried to smile at the cameras. Luckily he had learned to hide his emotions in front of the audience.

-MR is she your girlfriend? asked a reporter, putting the microphone at his mouth.

He looked at the car and saw Ienefer standing still. He remembered her face when she was crying. He sketched a smile as he returned to the camera.

-The truth is that, he took a deep breath. What was he supposed to do in this situation? He was stuck. He has to tell the truth and end it. He moistened his lips with his tongue and sighed. He tried to speak again.

-The truth is that we don't.

-She got out of the car! Quickly, take pictures, he heard the surrounding screams.

Ienifer got out of the car and was orbited by the flashes of the cameras. She took a step back but had nowhere to go, so she hit her back with the car. She was surrounded and felt trapped in a cage like a bird without wings. Why was she here? Because when she saw Nanjoom ready to reveal the truth, a part of her felt guilty. The faces of thousands of disappointed fans appeared in her mind. She couldn't let something like this happen, so without thinking she got out of the car. It was already too late to regret her decision. It seems that she was daydreaming because when Rm touched her, she jumped.

-Yes, we've been together for over a year but, we didn't want to have a public relation because I was scared she said looking straight into the camera. Well, that's not what Nanjoom expected to hear from her mouth. Her smile was fake, he could tell and her eyes. If looks could kill, he was long dead. Immediately the guard came and escorted them safely to the hotel.

-Why didn't you tell the truth?

- It is a secret answered Ien getting in the elevator. You're coming or not she asked when she saw he wasn't getting in the elevator. Without another invitation, Nanjoom walked over to the girl. Ien pressed the number on the floor where her suite was.

-Now, why did you help me?

-You won't shut up until you find out, won't you? He nodded.

-I like your songs.

-Seriously? she heard him say.

-Yes, she said, ignoring his insistent gaze.

- Why don't you tell me the truth?

-I don't know, ok? She said, raising her voice while looking at him. Seeing him a little surprised by her scream she apologized. I just thought about your fans and your career, besides that, I liked some of your songs, she said leaving the elevator.

Nanjoom expected another answer, not this one, so he was stuck for a few seconds. After recovering from the shock, he followed her, reaching behind her as she searched for her room key.

He began to feel warmth in his chest looking at her back. She was so small and frail but so strong. She managed to lift all the weights off his shoulders. And for that, he will always be grateful.

-Thank you, Ienefer, he said when the girl opened the door.

She felt the sincerity in his voice, so she nodded instead of answering. She held the door open until he entered the room. She went to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of water. One, she threw it at Nanjoom and, the other one, she opened it and drank a few mouthfuls. Looking around, she saw her image in the mirror. Her hair was ruffled because she forgot to comb it in the morning. Her face without makeup looked pale and her outfit : a wide T-shirt that hangs on her body and a pair of sweatpants. If that was not enough she had a pair of sandals. My first public appearance and I am already the stocking laugh of the whole globe she thought. Ien tied up her hair with the gum she had on her wrist and sat down on the couch seeing the man looking out the window. She cleared her throat. He was startled to hear her.

-Did you say anything?

-What will happen now? He heard her say with a little concern in her voice.

-I don't know, but whatever it is, I'll make sure you don't suffer.

-Ok, she said smiling at him, but if your crazy fans kill me, I'm going to haunt you she said trying to make a joke, which unfortunately managed to erase any sketch of a smile on his face. She reminded him of Min-Ah, and at that moment the phone rang. It was her. He hung up but the phone rang again. This time it was Bagn Pd, so he answered.

-It looks like I have to go, he said as he put his phone in his pocket. He opened the door and took a step but stopped and looked at Ienefer again. He smiled at her.

-Thank you. I'll call you later, he said, closing the door behind him. He immediately climbed into the elevator. He had many explanations to give: to the boys, to the agency, and last but not least to Min-Ah. .He left the hotel quickly and went to the agency. As expected, there were reporters as well. He managed to enter the building quite hard even with the help of bodyguards. It seems that reporters are becoming more violent with each passing day. He took a deep breath and pressed the doorknob. The door opened and around a table were his 6 band mates and Bagn PD.

-Nanjoom, take a seat.

He swallowed hard and took his place. It will be a hard day.

-I can explain to you, he started, I asked Ienifer to be my fake girlfriend.

-Nanjoom, why did you do that? asked Jin with a sigh, why didn't you tell the truth?

- Only until Min-Ah is ready. After that, I will tell the truth.

-Is she beautiful? Jinim asked, making the others roll their eyes.

Was she? he began to wonder, but his mind scolded him. Of course, she was beautiful. Maybe one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

-Jinim! of all the things you could ask, this is what you wanted to know asked Sagu grumpily.

- What, why? Jiiim asked confused, making five guys laughing. Nanjoom could see the disappointed look in Soekjin's eyes, and he felt ashamed of himself.

-Min-Ah, my dear, listen to me. It's not true what is written in the article. Please, love, open the door, so I can explain. Here he was, at her bedroom door asking her to open it. He was tired, but he still had to explain his deeds to the girl. He knocked on the door again, probably for the tenth time, and put his forehead on the door.

-Honey, don't cry. Please open the door.

After much perseverance, the door opened. He entered the darkroom and sat on the edge of the bed next to Min-Ah. He explained everything to her.

-Thank you, love, for everything you do for me. All that matters to me is you, and nothing else, she said taking him in her arms. What else could she do?

After all, it was all because of her, wasn't it?

Hours passed after Nanjoom left her room. She tried to do anything she could to make her forget about today. She tried to sleep, to watch TV, to play games but nothing worked. She remembered his phone call. Tomorrow they will have a meeting with the press to confirm ''their relationship''. It was almost 1 AM and she was not sleeping. She had doubts about the decision she made.

-Ienifer, think of his fans. Think that you are helping a friend. It will take a few months and then everything will return to normal.