Eighteen Line Celebrity’s Top Star Crush
© lokepub
Prologue
I was an eighteen-line small-time celebrity.
That day my agent was away, so I sneaked out for a midnight snack. Just as I was about to pay, my phone ran out of battery and shut down.
I glanced around and spotted Paparazzi Bro, who had been tailing me the whole time.
So I waved at him. "Paparazzi Bro, come pay for me."
Paparazzi Bro came over cursing.
"Back then I thought you were pretty and would make it big, that's why I followed you. Now I haven't earned a cent and I'm even losing money!"
"..."
Later after we got close, Paparazzi Bro secretly told me, "Be careful with the male lead in this collaboration."
I got excited. "He's about to tank?"
Paparazzi Bro said, "No, he has a crush on you."
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