Chapter Six – "The Day I Met the Stars (And Lost My Mind)"*
From *Diary of a Fangirl*
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Diary,
I am not okay. I repeat—*I. Am. Not. Okay.*
Today, I met *Starlight*. In real life. Face to face.
Not on a stage.
Not from the back row.
But in a small, *exclusive fan meet*—and guess who got in?
*ME.*
Just me.
Not Shaun.
Not the other Orbits at my uni.
Just. Freaking. Me.
You should've seen Shaun's face when I told him.
I thought he was going to dissolve into glittery gay tears right there.
> "You're going without me?"
> "I'll represent us all!"
> "You? Represent me? You can't even make eye contact with a hot barista."
> "Low blow."
He sulked for two days straight. I had to bribe him with boba.
But anyway—*the fan meet*.
It was… perfect chaos.
I went in with a whole speech planned: confident, composed, charming.
Five years of Orbithood had prepped me for this.
But when I saw Juwon oppa smile in real life?
My soul left my body.
My tongue stopped working.
My brain said, "You're on your own, sis."
When he asked for my name, I blinked.
*Forgot. My. Name.*
Me: literally blank staring.
Him: smiling like an angel.
Shaun would never let me live this down.
But the boys were sweet. So sweet I almost passed out.
*Taehyun* gave me a wink.
*Eunjae* said my curly hair was "so cool."
*Kairo* laughed when I tripped over my own foot.
*Renzo* gave me a high five.
And *Juwon oppa*…
*Shook my hand.*
Do you hear me?
*He. Shook. My. Hand.*
> "I'm never washing this hand again," I told Shaun.
> "That's disgusting."
> "It's *historic*."
> "You stink. Go shower."
> "No. I'm preserving the DNA."
I even framed our photo together and made a t-shirt out of it.
Wore it to class.
Shaun tried to high-five me—
I *dodged* like a ninja.
> "You really think I'll let you touch Juwon oppa's handshake hand?"
> "This is obsession."
> "This is history."
He rolled his eyes so hard I thought they'd get stuck.
But listen, Diary…
That handshake? That smile?
It was *everything*.
And I swear, for a moment, he saw me. *Just me.*
Your girl is levitating.