"And he takes home yet another win!" The crowd roared as they rose to their feet. Chris, as they called him, had won yet another professional tournament. He waved to the crowd briefly before heading over to talk to his opponent. He extended his hand and they shook.

"You were great out there." "So were you, hotshot." Chris gave him a wink before walking over to his bags. He was soon approached by cameras and people seeking answers to their questions about what he'd do next after this win. "I'll do what I always do."

He picked up his bag then headed for the entrance to the court. "You did great Mr. Bang." "Just call me Chris like everyone else." "Well, you still have a few things left to do today." He nodded as he secretly wanted to just take a bath and take a long nap.

"These are for you, Mr. B-Chris." He took the bouquet then noticed a small card in it. He quietly read it then smiled. It was from a fan. It warmed his heart even more to know they took to heart what his favorites were.

Click, click, was the only sound heard as Chris had gotten into the car. The car drove away as they looked down at the photos they took. "Beautiful..." They ran their hand over the screen as they giggled to themselves.

[찬]
I was finally able to relax after a long day of nothing but work. "Alexa, play my relaxation playlist." I sank deeper into my sheets as music started to play. I rolled onto my side as soft music filled my ears. I couldn't help but want to check my social media.

I smiled softly as I recognized that Twitter user. I knew nothing about them other than that they attend some of my events whether it's a tournament or simple autographing sessions. How could I tell? Through their photos and tweets obviously. I wish I knew their gender.

I tapped on their icon and decided to see what they had posted today. As I scrolled, I nearly dropped my phone in fright. I slowly picked up my phone then looked at the photos. No one was supposed to know where I was exiting from. No one but the assigned driver and staff.

They had been posted two hours ago and had many replies, likes and retweets. This person was starting to make me uneasy. I refreshed their page then furiously scrolled up and down. The pictures were gone. Was I seeing things?

I tossed my phone to the side and covered my head with my pillow. I was probably just tired from working hard today. I tried to forget the images as the music continued to play.

[지]
I squealed in delight as I taped the newest photo onto my already cluttered wall. Everything about him was perfect. From the waves in his hair to the sharpness of his canine teeth. I added another tally to my board for his number of trophies won.

I opened my drawer then took everything out to set up the makeshift shrine. After a while I clapped twice then blew the candles out. "I love you so much..." I held the picture frame as I ran my hands over it. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to know what every inch of his body felt like.

I stood up then placed the frame to the side as I went back on my computer to check Twitter. I was disappointed to see he hadn't updated us on what he suggested we eat for dinner. I sighed heavily as I had to eat yesterday's meal. I chewed on my index finger as I scrolled through my timeline.

Time had passed and I felt satisfied enough to sleep well tonight. "Oh." I was too busy looking at Chris to notice the blood dripping from my finger. I walked out my room to the bathroom and saw my mother walking into the living room downstairs. She didn't even notice my presence.

I walked out with a now bandaged finger and decided to see if she was feeling agreeable. She was splayed out on the couch watching TV and drinking what seemed to be her seventh can of beer. "What? Is it money? Go take it from your father. Leave me alone."

She had already shooed me away before I could say a word. "That wasn't exactly what I wanted." She had paused the show. I immediately ran upstairs and locked myself in my room. "Jisung, come out. Mommy wants to talk to you." "I'm fine. Leave me alone."

I held my pillow close as she had finally left. "I'll be okay. She'll forget... right Chris?" I looked up at the cluttered wall as he smiled down at me. "As long as I have you, nothing bothers me..." I leaned against the wall as I laughed and cried.