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@WinterHasArrived: Silver. White. Diamonds. Icy wings. The music. The slow motion. She ate!

@Figure4Fan: She conquered the Olympics and fashion. She literally collects industries like her father was rumored to collect…well you know.

@IcePrincessDaily: She bodied everyone else.

@DailyDoseOfArt: And that’s why she’ll forever be THAT GIRL.

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Her #1 Fan

“I’ll always clap the loudest. Every fucking time.” —K

Even though my name carries weight in America, Junie still has to work her magic to score me a last-minute invitation to the Wingx fashion show.

I tell her to do whatever the hell it takes and pay whatever they want.

She does.

And now I’m sitting among A-list celebrities, Grammy and Oscar winners, Olympic champions, designers, and billionaires.

I understand why the invitations were so selective.

This isn’t a fashion show.

It’s a fucking royal gathering.

My phone keeps blowing up with headlines.

Khaos flies the US and we’re here for it.

Is The Ice Princess Heart Officially Taken?

The World’s Most Unexpected Couple, And We Love Everything About Them.

I almost laugh.

Half of South Korea’s social media wants my head. America seems ready to plan my wedding.

The difference is fucking hilarious.

Back home, people are arguing over whether South Korea’s most controversial rapper should be dating a foreign woman. Here? People seem personally offended that Artemis and I aren’t announcing our future kids’ names.

It’s fucking insane.

I slip my phone into my pocket and glance toward the runway entrance.

Nothing.

She’s not out yet.

And suddenly, the nerves hit me.

What if she hates that I’m here? What if she thinks I’m barging into her world without considering how she feels?

Fuck.