Chrissy was a star singer who had topped the Billboard charts multiple times.
She was famous for her pop songs, but her fame stemmed from something else entirely.
“Forever alone, huh?”
In the open-minded culture of America, Chrissy was known for never having been in a relationship.
Despite her passionate, sharp beauty, the news that she had never dated sparked all sorts of flirtations and mockery.
“Well… her lyrics are great, so it doesn’t matter.”
Despite the controversies, Chrissy steadfastly wrote and composed her songs.
She loved music more than romance, and unlike the provocative lyrics common in pop songs, hers were remarkably serene.
At times, listening to her songs felt like hearing my own written works through my ears.
In any case, I never imagined she’d end up dating Benjamin.
“You’re insane, aren’t you?”
Revealing a dating scandal with her just for my sake?
Honestly, I thought Benjamin was out of his mind.
“Hey, this is actually what Chrissy wants,” he said.
“Chrissy?”
“Yeah. She’s secretly annoyed about being teased for never dating. Every time we meet, she keeps asking when we’ll go public.”
“So you’re announcing it now?”
“Isn’t it perfect timing? I’ll take all the attention away from you, sir. Chrissy will love it too. She’s a huge fan of yours.”
“…”
They both say it’s fine, but I still feel so guilty.
“If it bothers you that much, do Chrissy a favor. She has a request for you.”
“For me? What is it?”
“She wants you to write lyrics.”
“Lyrics?”
For me?
Song lyrics?
“Yeah. Chrissy’s really excited about the idea of getting lyrics from you, Adele Louis. She even mentioned it on a radio show once.”
Benjamin and Chrissy didn’t meet often.
As an actor and a singer with different goals, they rarely crossed paths.
Their connection began at a radio show.
“Well, we met on that show and ended up dating.”
In the waiting room, they didn’t speak much at first, but during the broadcast, they discovered their shared love for Adele Louis’s books.
After the show, they continued discussing Adele Louis over dinner, and their relationship naturally developed.
“Lyrics, huh…”
I scratched my head at Benjamin’s words.
I had never written lyrics before.
But doing so might ease my conscience.
“Alright… I’ll do it. Just tell her I’m not confident since it’s my first time.”
“Got it! I’ll be there in an hour!”
“An hour? Are you two together?”
“Of course! Want me to put her on the phone?”
“…No, it’s fine.”
“I’ll be there soon. I’m treating, so bring the kids if you want!”
“…”
Should I bring them?
Knowing Benjamin has a girlfriend, I worried the kids might be disappointed.
“Alright, come quick.”
“Okay!”
After the call with Benjamin ended, I looked at Hye-yeon and Yuri, who had anxious expressions.
“Benjamin wants to grab dinner. Wanna come?”
“Sounds good!”
“I’m in!”
Their anxious faces vanished, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
Good looks are the ultimate cure-all.
Now, as always, being handsome was the best remedy.
Loony was having a headache.
Normally, escorting the writer to a hotel was a smooth task.
The writer wasn’t fond of wandering around, and since he disliked attention, he avoided controversies as much as possible.
Though Loony had accompanied him to meetings and contracts before, nothing had been as chaotic and troublesome as this.
SNS spreads rumors so fast…
Within an hour of the SNS post, people had figured out the hotel’s location and started showing up.
Thankfully, the hotel quickly deployed extra security guards.
It’s going to cost a fortune…
Since it was company money, Loony wasn’t too concerned.
The real worry was the stress this caused the writer.
The kids might be in danger.
Though Yongsu had clarified they were his nieces, some still doubted it.
Exposing the kids to the public meant they’d have to endure a lot.
I need to call the writer… Huh?
Upon arriving at the hotel, Loony tilted their head in confusion.
Was the writer’s popularity… this intense?
This was beyond imagination.
The writer’s fame was greater than the publishing house had anticipated, but the scene before Loony was on another level.
The sheer number of people, like a tidal wave, made Loony’s vision blur.
This isn’t just about the writer…
Loony checked their phone to figure out what was happening.
The moment they went online, countless articles popped up.
[Chrissy Confirms Relationship? Her Partner Is None Other Than Benjamin!]
[Five Months Together: Chrissy’s Boyfriend Is Benjamin?]
[How They Met: All Thanks to Adele Louis?]
“…What is this?”
The articles were flooded with photos.
And the background of those photos was none other than this hotel.
Loony hurriedly called the writer.
[Ring… Ring…]
After a few rings, the call connected with a click.
“Yes, Loony?”
“Sir? Are you okay?”
“Oh, I’m fine. I was just about to call you.”
[Sigh…]
Hearing Yongsu’s calm voice, Loony let out a sigh of relief.
“There are still a lot of people outside the hotel, right?”
“Yes, sir. There are tons of reporters. But it seems like a lot of your fans have left.”
With so many reporters crowding the hotel, there wasn’t much space left, so many fans had likely dispersed.
“Benjamin and Chrissy said they’d help. That’s probably why.”
“I… see.”
Indeed.
The reporters were now focusing more on Benjamin than Yongsu.
“They said they’d take the reporters with them when they leave, so don’t worry too much.”
“Understood. Just to be safe, I’ll come by a bit earlier tomorrow.”
“Got it. See you tomorrow.”
The call ended.
Loony looked out at the hotel entrance.
[Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!!!]
The reporters were so loud it was hard to hear anything else.
Benjamin’s popularity is truly… beyond imagination.
Benjamin’s fame was staggering.
Yongsu saw him as just a close friend, but Benjamin was far more than a handsome actor.
He’s a superhero.
A superhero backed by World Midney Company, a forever hero to kids.
That was Benjamin Ledger.
Chrissy had loved singing since childhood.
But unlike the songs of the past, modern songs were often too provocative.
Lyrics about spreading legs for strangers, cheating husbands, seducing a friend’s dad, or discovering a lover was gay.
They called it absurd, but in American society, these things happened more often than one might think.
I hate it.
Chrissy despised provocative lyrics.
Couldn’t songs just whisper about love?
Why did they need to include cruel or sexual content?
Unlike before, pop songs rarely told wholesome stories anymore.
My ears feel like they’re rotting. If this is how it is, I’ll sing myself.
That’s how Chrissy became a singer.
The most wholesome singer.
A singer who composed songs kids would love.
A singer who didn’t wear revealing outfits on stage.
That was Chrissy.
…This book is so beautiful.
Ironically, Chrissy drew the most inspiration for her lyrics from Adele Louis’s works.
It was strange.
Writing lyrics based on works that always ended in tragedy and despair.
Yet, even in those tragic stories, there were countless beautiful words.
I’ve already written some…!
No one would know.
Even the biggest Adele Louis fans wouldn’t realize that Chrissy had woven lines from his works into her title tracks.
She was too shy to tell anyone.
I want his writing…
Adele Louis’s writing was so realistic.
It didn’t depict overcoming societal complaints and injustices but rather enduring them.
Yet, by adding a touch of hope to those tragedies, his words became breathtakingly beautiful and vibrant.
That’s why they worked as lyrics, and Chrissy had long dreamed of receiving lyrics written by Adele Louis.
“He says we can meet him?”
Her boyfriend, whom she’d started dating by chance, told her.
He said he was close with Adele Louis and even spoke to him on the phone.
Honestly, it was hard to believe.
Even I can’t meet him easily.
Adele Louis was a hard-to-reach writer.
Chrissy had met the U.S. president, but Adele Louis was so reclusive that she doubted Benjamin’s claim.
Maybe one day I’ll get the chance.
Even if she made the request, she wasn’t sure the writer would agree.
He wasn’t the type to socialize much.
Still, if she ever met him, she wanted to ask for lyrics.
Someday, definitely.
And so, Chrissy dreamed of the day she’d meet the writer.
“Let’s go have dinner with the writer.”
“Which writer? I’m not going. Where are we going this late? You go alone.”
Today, her boyfriend suddenly suggested they go somewhere together.
Since Chrissy occasionally dined with drama or film writers, she found it bothersome, and she wanted to clear up the dating rumors before going anywhere.
“You really won’t go? It’s to meet Adele Louis.”
“…What did you just say?”
“I said let’s go meet Adele Louis. Oh, but we’ll need to go public with our relationship. The writer needs some help.”
The rest didn’t matter.
Since they were planning to go public anyway, helping the writer with this was no issue.
Chrissy leapt out of bed and glanced at the clock.
“When?”
“We’re meeting in an hour…”
“Hey! Why’d you set it up so soon? I don’t have time to get ready!”
[Kick!]
Chrissy kicked Benjamin and hurriedly started getting ready.
She wanted to look prettier and more beautiful than when she met her boyfriend.
This was the long-awaited meeting with the writer—she couldn’t go looking sloppy.
And when she finally met the writer she’d been longing to see…
“Yes, I’ll write them.”
“…Really?”
Chrissy heard the words she’d been dying to hear.
Just to be sure she hadn’t misheard, she asked again.
“Yes, I’ll write them.”
Please stop staring at me now.
It’s kind of scary.