CHAPTER 15

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Serena sighed in relief. Finally, her dating rumors has been denied and the statement released by the company was convincing enough. Although she didn't quite think that Secretary Jeon has a girlfriend. If he did, she should also apologize to the girl he's dating since it was her fault asking him out like that.   "Serena, stop worrying. It's not your fault," her manager said that made her smile. "And CEO Manoban already took care of it. The issue would just die down eventually."   She smiled and nodded before proceeding to the exit. And just like always, a few fans were waiting.   "They're still here?" she asked her manager who replied with a nod.   "But I'm guessing they've already read the statement we've released."   Manager Choi signaled a few guards to help them reach the van unharmed. Though she did not think her fans would hurt her.   "Just be gentle with them," she told one guard. "They're still my fans."   The guard gave her a quick nod before they proceeded to walk out of the building. A few girls were screaming, waving banners at her and trying to hand her a few gifts. But she wasn't allowed to take some so she just smiled and waved at them.   "Noona!" she heard on called. She felt a harsh tug on her arm. It was a boy who was in his school uniform. "You're not with that guy are you, noona? It's not true, right?"   "I—"   Before she could even complete her word, one of the security personnel shoved the guy away. She wasn't able to react as Manager Choi already pulled her inside the van. But she can clearly see from the window how two guards restrained the guy—pulling him away from the van. Worry immediately flooded her face.   "Please don't hurt them," she muttered as she turned to her manager. His face looked serious which was so unlike him. "Manager Choi?"   "He's a sasaeng, Serena," he explained. "He's the guy who almost stabbed me for being 'too close' to you. I know you love your fans but not all fans are alike."   Again, she heaved a sigh. She took her phone out to check on her SNS. She frowned when her favorite fansite didn't post anything since the scandal broke.   "What's the matter, Serena?"   "Nothing, oppa..." she whispered scrolling serenaismylife's twitter account. "He hasn't posted anything yet..."   "He?" Then he leaned a bit to take a quick peak at her screen. "Oh. Your favorite master-nim. He hasn't posted anything?"   She shook her head. "Not since the scandal. Do you think he stopped because he's angry or something?"   "Serena..." her manager turned to her. "It's not a crime if you go out with male friends once in a while. Heck, it's not even a crime to date. You're a normal, functioning human being. You're allowed to fall in love. If your fans don't get that and leave you just because you try to be normal, then they're not really your fans."   She turned her attention back to her phone. She dragged down a couple times. Still no update. "What's this obsession with serenaismylife, Serena? I recall you always look for him during fansigns."   "He's my first fansite, oppa," she answered with a smile. "And he always captures the best side of me—"   Her explanation was cut short when a notification buzzed.   @serenaismylife: JHS Ent. responded to the rumors. Let's keep our faith and trust that our Serena would tell us herself if she's dating or not. https://t.co/fCHuV7IAI5 | @serenaismylife: dating is not a crime. our Serena deserves to be happy and live a fruitful life with the person she truly loves. we, as her loyal followers should be happy and always support her all the way.   Serena couldn't hide her smile. Manager Choi raised an eyebrow and peaked.   "It kinda hurts that your fansite can make you smile with one post yet I don't get to make you smile like that with all those words. You wound me, Serena-a."   "Awe, oppa. You'll always be my number one. No one can top that."   "Not when you finally decide to date. You'll just throw me under the bus," he teased. "Then I'll make sure you're comfortable under the bus then."   -   "Well that looks expensive," Erika commented as soon as he got inside the building.   Joshua heaved a sigh and he sat on one of the bar stools at his sister's pub. He dropped the huge paper bag to his side. She then placed a small glass full of liquor in front of him.   "Did you finally decide to stop being so cheap and buy something for yourself rather than that idol you're obsessing on?"   "You haven't checked your SNS, have you?"   "Well, no," she answered. "I hate those. They're full of trolls. I can't even enjoy a good news article with all the know-it-alls in the comment section."   He let out another sigh. "Apparently, I'm dating Serena."   Erika raised an eyebrow. Then she shook her head.   "Your level of delusion sometimes amazes me," she said taking the glass of liquor back. "I'm taking this back since I think you're already drunk."   "I'm not kidding, Eri. It's actually the reason why I had to buy a new suit. Technically I didn't buy the suit but, you get it right?"   Erika narrowed her eyes at him, drink still at her hand.   "You're serious. Wow. So being a stalker does work," she teased. "I'm guessing the fans aren't happy with it?"   "We're not really dating, Erika," he scowled. "We were just having dinner and Dispatch or whoever it was that gave them the photo happen to be in the restaurant too and took a photo of us together. Imagine my shock when I got home and saw the news."   "Yikes. So her fans attacked you?"   He nodded. "With eggs and flour."   "Wow. Imagine how many pancakes we could've made from those."   He shot her a glare which made the girl laugh out loudly.   "Here." She placed the drink back in front of him. "It's on the house. Sucks when those kids who adore you as their 'master-nim' turn their back at you, am I right?"   "You're a b*tch, you know that right?"   Erika just grinned. Then the pub's door suddenly opened.   "O, welcome—"   Joshua almost fell from his chair when he saw who exactly came in.  
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