Your Superstar (Date A Fangirl): BTOB Minhyuk ✔

CHAPTER 1

Chapter 1
Outside The Comfort Zone
{ Sungyeon's POV }

I keep on dancing and losing myself to the loud music the DJ was playing inside the nightclub. I'm jumping around like crazy with drunk people gathered on the dance floor. The funny thing is, I seem like the only person sober here. Anyone who would look at me right now wouldn't even guess it's my first time to be in a nightclub.

What am I doing here? Nothing much. I just turned twenty and I decided to see how other people outside my comfort zone live. This is pretty fun. I'm getting along just fine.

My eyes widened when Shake It by BTOB filled the whole place. I smiled. "Woaaah! This is my jam! Yooohooo!" I screamed but nobody seems to hear me. I laughed. This is so fun.

I'm having this one night alone with many people who don't care about whatever I say or do. It feels nice to be free.

I came here earlier, dressed in a black, tight, and shiny dress that I always thought was cheap-looking. I still think it is, but when I looked in front of the mirrorㅡfor the first time, I thought I looked gorgeous with the makeup and the bright red lips. I chuckled thinking about how the security immediately let me in.

I never actually dressed like this before. Like what I said, I just want to see how people outside my comfort zone live.

I felt tired so I sat in one place. Ugh, I'm sweating. I've expected this since I don't usually move around a lot at home or workout. I gathered my hair and put them to the other side of my neck when I got the feeling of being watched.

I felt like my heart stop. I thought I died for a short second. My lips set apart just a little and I started to feel nervous. I even blinked my eyes twice to make sure he's realㅡLee Minhyuk.

I looked away and drank a glass of water to its last drop, ignoring the fact that it tasted so different that it made me shiver. Oh my God, is this real? What is he doing here? He's in a nightclub? Seriously?

My heart started racing and beating so loud when he got up and I think he's going towards my direction. I swallowed just a bit more and I still can't believe I'm looking at him, eye to eye.

EYE TO EYE. My heart drummed.

But why don't people gather around him? Ah, I forgotㅡnobody cares about anybody in this place. Even if I split in the middle of the dance floor, no one would careㅡunless I strip, maybe someone would.

I took a deep breath when he sat in front of me. I just looked at him, barely blinking an eye.

His lips turned up into a smirk. I dieㅡno, not really... but yes, because why not? He's a killer. I would always squeal whenever I see that smirk on TV.

But now, I've lost my tongue. I think I've lost my soul, too.

"You recognize me, right?" He asked.

"U-uh?"

He smirked again. "You're sober, right?"

"W-what?"

Oh my God, I'm acting like a fanㅡwell, I am a fan but should I act so innocent? Ugh.

He pointed at the glass of water by pouting his lips. "Who drinks water in a nightclub?" he asked.

I cleared my throat. "O-oh... I've already drank too much earlier." I lied.

"I've been watching you since a few minutes ago." He said.

My heart skipped a beat. Yes, it literally did. I was dancing to Shake It a few minutes ago and I'm pretty sure I looked crazy.