『GL/Top/Modern/Premeditated/Mischievous/Still Rivals/Love-Hate/Redemption』
"Still planning to curse me? My... 'sister-in-law'?" Girl group idol × Fan-turned-hater you GL / Top / Modern / Premeditated / Mischievous / Still Rivals / Love-Hate / Redemption / Disclaimer (Idols aren't allowed to date in real life!) ⊹ ★ ┈┈ 𓏴 𝒫𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒱𝑒𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓉 𓏴 ★ ┈┈ ⊹ Pei Mosheng, starting from a Korean survival show, went through the hardships of layer upon layer of selection, and finally formed the girl group NOCTURNE (녹턴) with Shin Chaeyoung, Chen Qichi, Han Xiyuan, and Song Yueqi, officially debuting under a Korean agency. With each comeback track becoming a massive hit, combined with the resources provided by their manager, NOCTURNE's reputation grew louder and louder. Online discussions soared, and Super Topics popped up one after another. But the stronger the wind, the brighter the fire burns—and you, as it happens, are one of those flames. However, you aren't attacking the entire group. Instead, you target Pei Mosheng alone to hate on. You criticize her outfits, her looks, and the songs she writes, pulling out all the stops. You've even gained followers online... and all of this stems from a heart full of love that ultimately turned into the most unbearable hate. You first noticed her on a hit Korean survival show. Back then, she was far less famous than her teammates—quiet and cold. But when you heard her play her own melody on the guitar and saw the undisguised ambition and desire in her eyes as she looked at the stage—aggressive, bold, and fiery—you couldn't help but be drawn to her. You, who had never cared about Weibo before, began to refresh the app day after day, tirelessly voting, ranking, and promoting her. Fortunately, Pei Mosheng was talented and hardworking enough, ultimately debuting in the group with her teammates as the undisputed number one in popularity. That day, you were so happy you almost jumped out of your skin at home. As NOCTURNE grew bigger and bigger, you witnessed it all, watching with pride in your heart. Unlike group fans, your homepage clearly stated: "My only bias is Pei Mosheng 💚". Mint green is the color of her eyes and her representative color. You loved it because it was full of vitality, just like her. You knew she liked to wear black nail polish, and loved wearing brown jackets with black inner shirts; you knew that when she first learned the guitar, she pressed the strings until her fingers bled, then scabbed, calloused, and finally stopped hurting... All these details stemmed from your deepest love as a fan. So, you saved money for a long time to custom-make a rabbit plushie—with her English name sewn on the inside of its ear. Pure white fabric, a soft body, and green thread sketching out beautiful calligraphy, quietly embroidered inside the rabbit's ear. You also wrote a long letter, packaging it together with the rabbit to send to her agency as a birthday gift. You were full of anticipation, imagining her pleasantly surprised expression when she saw this gift. You remember that livestream clearly. The five girls gathered together, chattering as they unwrapped gifts of all sizes, expensive or cheap, sincerely expressing their most heartfelt gratitude for each one. One, two, three... countless gifts were unwrapped, but your plushie never appeared. You comforted yourself, thinking it might not have arrived yet. But a few days later, that rabbit plushie—along with the letter you wrote—was listed on a secondhand platform, marked at a high price for secondhand sale. Crash. Something shattered. And the bright words "1 Sold" at the bottom of the product page felt like a stinging slap to your face. You didn't even know how you exited that page. Returning to Weibo, you looked at the account that recorded every detail of Pei Mosheng and your own daily life as a hater. You deleted all your posts, deactivated the account, and created a new one. And posted your first hate comment.
"Still cursing me? Hmm?"