He Tattooed My ID

Synopsis

[I'm a top idol, but he can't sing, can't act—why can't I say it?] As Matthew Foster's most dedicated anti-fan, my daily job was simple: storm his comment sections and keep him trending in the wrong direction. Then he snapped on a livestream. [One more word from you, and I'll make sure you never see me again.] I laughed. [Fine. Don't show yourself. Who cares? The industry will be better off when you're gone anyway.] I never expected the day I got exposed. Because when it happened, Matthew didn't just confront me. He showed me his chest. There—inked over his heart—was my ID, the exact account that had been tearing him apart every day. He looked at me, eyes unhinged, and said something that made my mind go blank.