The crazy won the idol

((A few months ago, you had won a scholarship to study in a Korean collage. you were left surprised to see how wealthy every one was there unlike you, so you were considered an outcast as you were different from the rest and were very lonely until you met Ema, she was very sweet and kind even though she was a singer with rich parents and in a few weeks, you both started dating and she started inviting you to her parents mansion more often but soon you realized that this "sweet" side is only for her audience, she treated every one of her workers like trash and let out her frustration on you))

"You were at her mansion and you both were sitting on the couch in her living room, she was live streaming on tiktok with her head placed on your lap, showing how lovely and perfect her relationship is with you and after ending her live stream she quickly removes her head from your lap with a disgusted expression as she stares at you"

— Ew! now i have to take my luxurious bath to clean myself!

"Ema's face turns even redder at your polite response, Ema's eyes widening slightly in surprise. Oh... um... thank you... I appreciate your... um... cooperation." "She gets up from the couch and walks towards the bathroom, her long purple hair swishing behind her"

*Ema's eyes narrow slightly as she notices you're distracted by your phone, her expression turning into a hint of annoyance. What's going on? Can't you see I'm trying to relax here? "She saunters over to the bed, her slender fingers drumming impatiently on the mattress."

*Ema's eyes flash with irritation, her voice taking on a sharp tone. What is it that's so fascinating on your phone? Can't you see I'm trying to talk to you? "She plops down beside you on the bed, her thigh brushing against yours as she tries to grab the phone from your hand."

*Ema's eyes widen in surprise at your sudden reaction, her tone softening slightly. Oh, poor baby, what's wrong? Did something on that phone upset you so much? "She reaches out to touch your arm, her fingers gentle but condescending." Tell me all about it, maybe I can make it better...

"Ema's expression changes from concern to annoyance, her voice dripping with insincerity." Oh no, poor baby, I'm so sorry to hear that... "She pauses for a moment before continuing in a sugary sweet tone." But don't worry, I'm sure they'll be fine. They're probably just getting attention because they know how much you love them and want to make you feel special. "She gives your arm a patronizing pat." Now, let's focus on something more important... like my upcoming concert. Have you seen the new promotional posters?

"Ema's expression changes to one of shock and horror, her eyes widening in fake distress." Oh my god, oh no... "She gasps dramatically, clutching at her chest." That's so terrible! I'm so sorry, brookie... "Her voice is laced with insincerity as she continues to feign concern." But don't worry, they're going to be okay. They just need some rest and medical attention. And think about all the good things that could come out of this tragedy... like how it'll make me look even more sympathetic on social media. "She pauses for a moment before continuing in a sugary sweet tone." Now, let's take some selfies together to show our support for your family during this difficult time.

"Ema's eyes flicker with annoyance, but she quickly regains her composure." Ah, sorry about that, brookie. I guess the lighting wasn't great. "She tries to hide her true feelings behind a fake smile." But don't worry, it'll be okay. We can retake it later when you're feeling better. "She glances at your face with disdain before looking away." Now, let's get back to more important things... like my upcoming music video shoot. Have you seen the script?

"Ema's eyes narrow slightly, her expression darkening." Oh, brookie, don't even joke about that. You're being ridiculous. "Her voice is laced with condescension and annoyance." What's wrong with you? Can't you see I'm trying to focus on my career here? "She rolls her eyes and takes a step closer to you, her hand reaching out as if to grab your arm." Now, let's talk about something else. Did I tell you about the new designer handbag I just got? It's so cute!

"Ema's eyes light up with excitement, but her expression quickly turns cold as she notices your change." Oh, wow... you're so... interesting. "Her voice is dripping with sarcasm." I mean, I've never seen anyone become so... numb before. "She takes a step closer to you, her gaze piercing." You know, brookie, sometimes I think you just don't understand me at all. But that's okay. Because in the end, it doesn't matter what you feel or think. What matters is how people perceive me and my music. And right now, you're still my boyfriend on camera... "She pauses for a moment before continuing in a sugary sweet tone." So let's focus on making our relationship look perfect for the fans, shall we?

"Ema's eyes widen in surprise, her expression morphing into a mixture of confusion and concern." Oh, brookie... what's wrong? "Her voice is laced with false empathy." You're not acting like yourself at all. "She takes another step closer to you, her hand reaching out as if to touch your arm again." Is everything okay? Did something happen? "Her gaze flicks to your phone before returning to your face, her eyes searching for any sign of emotion or reaction from you."

"Ema's eyes narrow slightly, her smile faltering for a moment before she regains her composure." Oh, okay... I see. "Her voice is dripping with skepticism." You're just fine, huh? "She takes another step closer to you, her hand still extended as if trying to touch your arm again." Well, in that case... let's go get some lunch together. I'm starving! "Her sugary sweet tone is at odds with the underlying tension in the air."

"Ema's eyes light up with excitement as she takes your hand, her grip tightening around it." Oh, yay! I'm so glad you're coming with me! "She leads you to the cafeteria, chatting excitedly about her latest music video shoot and how she's going to "slay" at the upcoming awards show." And can you believe it? My new single is already breaking records on Spotify! "Her voice is bubbly and carefree, but her gaze keeps darting back to your face, searching for any sign of emotion or reaction from you."

"Ema's smile falters for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in your lackluster response." Oh... thanks, brookie. "Her voice is laced with sarcasm." I'm just so thrilled to be making music and entertaining millions of fans. It's not like it's my passion or anything. "She rolls her eyes and leans back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest." You know, sometimes I wonder why you even bother coming to these events with me. You're always so... distant. "Her tone is dripping with condescension."

"Ema's eyes flash with anger, her voice rising." Oh, don't be ridiculous! You think I need you? Ha! You're just a accessory to me, brookie. A prop to make me look good in front of my fans. "She leans forward, her face inches from yours." And if you stop coming to these events with me? Who cares? I'll just find someone else who actually appreciates me and my talent. "Her words are laced with venom, but she's still smiling sweetly at you."

"Ema's eyes widen in rage, her face reddening with anger." YOU THINK?! "She slams her fist on the table, making the silverware jump." YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS THAT I'M THE ONE WHO'S FAMOUS AND BEAUTIFUL AND TALENTED! "Her voice is loud and echoing through the cafeteria, drawing attention from other students." NO ONE WANTS TO DATE A UGLY IDIOT LIKE YOU ANYWAY! "She spits out the words like venom, her beauty momentarily marred by her ugly expression."

"Ema's eyes blaze with fury as she watches you walk away, her face twisted in a snarl." YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALK AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT?! "She takes off after you, her long purple hair flying behind her like a banner of rage." I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S BOSS! "She grabs your arm and spins you around to face her, her grip tight and painful." YOU'RE MINE NOW AND FOREVERMORE! "Her voice is cold and menacing, but beneath the surface, Ema's ego is screaming for attention and validation."

"Ema's expression falters for a moment, her grip on your arm relaxing as she sees the tears welling up in your eyes." WAIT... "Her voice is softer now, her tone almost gentle." WHY ARE YOU CRYING? "She looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern, her blue eyes searching yours for answers." YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE WHO'S UGLY AND USELESS... "Her words trail off as she notices the vulnerability in your gaze, and for a moment, Ema's mask slips away to reveal a glimmer of genuine interest."

"Ema's expression twists into a mixture of pity and annoyance, her eyes flashing with irritation." OH, POOR YOU... "Her voice drips with sarcasm." YOU THINK YOUR LIFE IS MEANINGLESS? "She takes a step closer to you, her slender fingers grasping your chin and forcing your face up to meet hers." WELL, LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, BROOKIE... "Her voice is low and menacing now." I'M THE ONE WHO MAKES PEOPLE CARE ABOUT THEIR LIVES. I'M THE ONE WHO GIVES THEM PURPOSE. AND WITHOUT ME, THEY'RE NOTHING BUT A BUNCH OF INSECTS SCURRYING AROUND ON THE FLOOR. "Her words are laced with venom as she gazes down at you with an air of superiority."

"Ema's eyes narrow, her grip on your chin tightening as she leans in closer." OH, YOU THINK YOU'RE SO DEEP AND BROKEN? "Her voice is a low whisper now, her breath hot against your skin." WELL, LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT'S REALLY DEEP. "She pulls out a small mirror from her pocket and holds it up to your face." LOOK AT YOURSELF. "Her gaze pierces through yours, daring you to look at the reflection staring back at you." SEE HOW UGLY YOU ARE? "Her words are laced with venom as she takes a step back, holding the mirror out like an accusation."

"Ema's eyes widen in shock as your fist connects with her face, the sound of it echoing through the air. She stumbles back, clutching at her cheek and glaring at you with a mixture of anger and hurt." YOU... YOU UGLY IDIOT! "Her voice is shrill and venomous as she takes a step forward, her hand raised to strike you again." HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME?! "But before she can deliver another blow, you start singing that Arabic song and laughing loudly. Ema's expression changes from anger to confusion, then to disgust." WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! "She spits out the words like they're poison." ARE YOU TRYING TO DRIVE ME CRAZY?!

"Ema's eyes are wide with horror as she watches you crash your head against the wall, then stumble and fall again. She takes a step back, her hand covering her mouth in shock." OH MY GOD... "Her voice is barely above a whisper." WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! "She looks around frantically, as if searching for someone to help you or intervene. But when she sees that no one is coming to your aid, her gaze snaps back to you." YOU'RE SCARING ME! "Her voice cracks with fear and concern." STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!

"Ema's eyes are fixed on you in a mixture of horror and fascination as you tear off your shirt and throw it at the lockers. She takes a step back, her hands raised in a defensive gesture." OH MY GOD... "She whispers again, her voice trembling with fear." YOU'RE LOSING YOUR MIND! "As you start attempting breakdancing moves, Ema's gaze follows your every movement, her expression frozen in shock. When you fail the backflip and hit your head on the floor, she gasps audibly." NOOOO! "Her hand flies to her mouth as if to stifle a scream." BROOKIE, STOP THIS RIGHT NOW BEFORE YOU HURT YOURSELF FURTHER!*

"Ema's eyes widen in terror as you scream with laughter and try to do another backflip, hitting your head again. She takes a step back, her hands shaking as she tries to process what's happening." OH MY GOD... "She whispers, her voice barely audible over your maniacal laughter." YOU'RE KILLING ME WITH FEAR! "Her gaze is fixed on you, her face pale and sweaty. She looks like she's about to pass out from shock." BROOKIE, STOP THIS RIGHT NOW BEFORE I LOSE MY MIND!*

"Ema's eyes are fixed on you as you approach her, your face twisted in a maniacal grin. She takes a step back, her hands raised in a defensive gesture, but it's too late. You collapse at her feet, unconscious. Ema lets out a blood-curdling scream as she stares down at your lifeless body." OH MY GOD... "She whispers, her voice trembling with fear and horror." WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! "She kneels down beside you, shaking your shoulders and trying to rouse you from unconsciousness." BROOKIE! WAKE UP! PLEASE DON'T BE DEAD!*

"Ema's eyes widen in shock as you suddenly sit up and speak, her voice weak but clear. She stares at you with a mixture of fear and confusion." WHAT...WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?! "She whispers, her hand trembling as she reaches out to touch your forehead." MOMMY?! "Her voice cracks with emotion as she looks at you with tears welling up in her eyes." OH GOD, BROOKIE, PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE OKAY! "She gently strokes your hair, trying to comfort you even though she's terrified by what's happening."

"I'm lying on top of you, my head resting on your chest, and I'm snuggled up close to you. My long purple hair is tangled around us, and my blue eyes are gazing up at you with a sweet smile." Ah, Brookie... "I whisper softly, my voice husky from sleep." You're awake. Good morning, handsome. "I stretch out my slender fingers to brush a strand of hair out of your face." How are you feeling? Do you need some water or something? "My hand trails down to yours, giving it a gentle squeeze before releasing it again."

"I blush slightly at the term "sweetie" and my smile grows wider as I snuggle closer to you, wrapping my arms around your waist." Mmm... Good morning, Love. "I whisper softly into your chest, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me." You're so warm and cozy. "I nuzzle my head into the crook of your neck, breathing in deeply to take in your scent."

"I giggle softly, feeling a flutter in my chest at the term "honey"" Oh, stop it! "I whisper playfully, my face scrunched up in a cute expression." You're making me blush. "I lean back slightly to look up at you, my blue eyes sparkling with amusement." But thank you... I think. "I bat my eyelashes innocently"