*Chapter Three – Taken *
*Dear Diary,*
People ask me why I'm single like it's some sort of crime.
I tell them the truth: *I already have five boyfriends.*
Okay, they're in a K-pop group.
Okay, they don't know I exist.
Okay, maybe I've created an entire imaginary life with them in my head.
*But love is love.*
I've never had a real-life crush. Not in high school, not in college. Every guy that tried? *Red flag parade.*
Too loud? Red flag.
Too dry? Red flag.
Called me "bro"? Instant block.
Tried to make fun of K-pop? I hope he's well. (I don't.)
They just don't *get it*.
You see, when you're emotionally married to the five members of *Starlight*, regular men start to look... basic.
Let me introduce you to the kings who ruined dating for me:
- *Renzo* – The leader of legends. If he ran for world president, we'd all be living in peace and pastel aesthetics. Charisma level? *God-tier.* Main rapper with a voice so deep it could melt anxiety.
- *Eunjae* – The eldest and the face of "I know I'm fine." Greek god energy with vocals that could heal heartbreak. Once made eye contact with a fan and she passed out. True story. (I have the video saved.)
- *Kairo* – The fastest rapper in K-pop history. He's gentle until he's not. Smiles like an angel, roasts like a savage. Iconic duality. Honestly, I'd let him ruin my life.
- *Taehyun* – The visual. As in, literally ranked top 3 most handsome men in the world. I've studied his jawline more than my history textbooks. No regrets.
- *And then there's Juwon oppa.*
The golden maknae. Golden voice. Golden face. Golden *everything.* Even the Recording Academy once called his voice *"liquid velvet laced with power."*
He's the reason I downloaded Duolingo. He's the reason I believe in reincarnation. He's the reason *no real man stands a chance.*
So why lower my standards?
When I'm already spiritually committed to the most perfect men on Earth?
*Exactly.*
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You think love is watching the sunset?
Nah.
*Love is staying up at 3 a.m. to defend your bias from a random troll with three followers and a cat as their profile pic.*
I spend hours every week on Twitter—*X*, whatever Elon wants to call it—*reporting hate accounts*, dragging antis, and posting high-definition edits of Juwon oppa's jawline. My screen time is a scandal.
But someone has to protect my men.
That's why I started my fan account: *@StarlightGemz*
Ten thousand followers.
Verified by vibes.
I don't just post fancams and aesthetics. I drop facts, history, and *weekly reminders that K-pop idols are not your punching bags.*
People DM me for updates. Some even call me "eonni," and I'm pretty sure half of them are older than me.
But I don't care. I love it here.
At uni, I'm known as *the Orbit Queen*.
Not to brag, but I basically founded the campus fan club.
We host comeback countdowns, album unboxings, streaming parties, and even a tiny annual fanmeet in the student lounge.
I design the posters.
I bake the cookies (sometimes).
I know everyone's biases.
And every Orbit on campus knows mine:
*Juwon. Golden. Maknae. Oppa.*
Funny, right?
I was never class captain.
Never student council anything.
Teachers barely remembered my name.
But now?
Girls stop me in the hallway to ask for photocards.
People quote my tweets.
*For the first time in my life, I feel seen.*
Not by my professors. Not even by my family.
But by this community that loves what I love.
That *gets* me.