“ did you see that camera flash? ” minhee whispers to chunghee, leaning in close. they’re sitting together at the gold star concert, and minhee hoped that they would be lowkey enough not to be noticed. but, she supposes, the power of her and cindy’s visuals aren’t to be underestimated. “ i swore it was pointed at us . . . you don’t think it’s a sasaeng, do you? how would they even know that we’re sitting here . . . ” she notices her face has screwed into a frown without her noticing, and relaxes her expression. “ or, more likely, a casual vanity who’s noticed us. jeez, i need to stop overthinking everything. ”