Chapter 1

Faye Malisorn's POV

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage the incredibly talented Faye, Yoko, Ize, and Marissa!"

The crowd explodes into applause and cheers, the energy in the room growing even louder, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and joy.

The energy in the room is electric, and it is clear that the fans are happy to have us. I looked over at Yoko, Ize and Marissa, and saw similar looks of happiness and anticipation on their faces. We all took a moment to soak up the atmosphere and feel the love from the audience.

"Thank you so much for having us here, guys! Ah! I feel very excited." Yoko said as the cheers and chants from the crowd washed over us.

I glance over at Yoko, and my breath catches in my throat. She looks absolutely stunning in her outfit, the fabric draping over her frame in all the right ways.

Even from a slight distance, I can't help but admire her beauty. Almost instinctively, I reach out and close the small gap between us, pulling her closer by her waist.

I notice that the crowd's cheers and applause seem to grow louder and more energized. It seems that our brief display of intimacy has sent them into a frenzy. I can see a few fans holding up their phones, taking photos of the moment, while others begin chanting our names.

The host, sensing the heightened enthusiasm in the room, steps in to calm down the crowd.

"Alright, alright, settle down, everyone! Let's keep it civilized here," he jokes, smiling good-naturedly at the fans' excitement.

As the host begins fielding questions from the audience, I glance over at Yoko and notice her hand is touching mine, which is resting on her waist.

The feeling of her delicate touch sends a shiver down my spine. My heart races slightly as I fight the urge to intertwine my fingers with hers. Instead, I give her waist a subtle squeeze, trying to signal my affection without drawing too much attention to us.

"Your hand is cold. Are you nervous, Faye?"

"You make me nervous, but in a good way." I whispered in her ear, not caring if anyone could hear or read my mouth.

I could feel Yoko's response immediately. I could sense the subtle changes in her body language, the way her breath hitched just slightly and the way her shoulders relaxed.

As I lost myself in the moment, my attention was suddenly snapped back to reality by the sound of Marissa's voice. She touched my shoulder gently, bringing me back to the present.

"Faye, it's your turn." She said.

I clutched the microphone firmly in my hand as I addressed the audience, my voice loud and clear.

"Thank you all for your amazing support. We couldn't have come this far without the love and dedication of our fans." I said, my eyes scanning over the sea of faces before me.

"So, to show our gratitude," I continued with a smile on my lips,

"We have a special surprise for you all. We've prepared a dance segment for you, and we hope you'll enjoy it as much as we enjoy performing it for you."

As we concluded our performance, the crowd erupted into applause and cheers once again. I took a moment to catch my breath and compose myself, my heart still racing from the adrenaline of the performance.

The performance went smoothly, with the four of us working in harmony on the stage. We effortlessly delivered our act, feeding off the energy of the audience and each other. Before we knew it, the time had flown by and it was time for the interview segment with the host.

The host takes a deep breath and clears his throat.

"Okay, let's get started with the questions, shall we? I have a few prepared, but we'll take questions from the audience as well," he says, turning to face us.

The host turned his attention to Ize and Marissa, asking them questions about their thoughts on the tour, their experiences working together as a love team, and what they hoped to achieve next.

As they answered, the crowd cheered and applauded, clearly invested in their responses.

The host nodded, seemingly satisfied with their answer, and took a moment to consider his next question.

“Speaking of chemistry, I have a question for you, Faye.” then, the host turned his gaze fixed on me.

I could feel my heart racing just a little faster. Even though I'd gone through this countless times before, there is always a thrill of anticipation that came with being put on the spot.

But then I felt a small surge of comfort as I felt Yoko's hand wrap around mine, squeezing it gently. The gesture was subtle, but it spoke volumes to me. I took another deep breath, feeling bolstered by her presence then I waited for the host to pose the first question.

"Is there a chance that you will fall in love with one of your co-actresses? If it's yes, who would that be?"

I paused for a moment, contemplating the question. The truth was that I had developed strong feelings for one of my co-actresses, but I knew that revealing it could have major implications on our career. So instead, I answered the question diplomatically, without mentioning names.

"Well," I said, choosing my words carefully,

"There's always the possibility of developing feelings for someone with whom you spend a lot of time and have a lot of chemistry. But as for who it would be, I think it's best to keep some things private."

I could feel Yoko's gaze on me, and I turned to meet her eyes. Her expression was a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, as she clearly wanted to know who my secret love interest was.

But then, she smirked, a sly look that sent shivers down my spine. I realized that she was sending a subtle message to the crowd, without saying a word.

Her smirk was all they needed to understand that she is the one I secretly have feelings for. The crowd cheered in excitement, picking up the hint immediately.

As the event came to a close, the adrenaline slowly started to fade away. We were exhausted but elated after a long but successful tour event.

We made our way backstage, our footsteps echoing on the quiet concrete floor. The backstage area was eerily silent now, the hustle and bustle of the event replaced by a sense of calm.

The staff members assisting us as we gathered our belongings. We spotted our CEO, P'wan, standing nearby and making her way towards us.

"That was great girls," She said with a smile.

"I'm sure the fans loved it." She added.

As we finished talking to our CEO, she reminded us that it's time to head back to the hotel.

"Make sure you get some rest," She said, her tone taking on a more serious note.

"You've got another long flight tomorrow."

We headed out of the venue and made our way to the waiting van. The drive back to the hotel was a quiet one, with the five of us lost in our own thoughts. We were each dealing with the mix of emotions that came after a performance - exhaustion, satisfaction, and a hint of melancholy.

As we rode in the van, I felt Yoko lean in and whisper something in my ear. Her hot breath on my skin sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest at her proximity. Then, she asked me something that caught me off guard.

"Can I share a room with you tonight?" she whispered.

I was taken aback by Yoko's request, but I couldn't deny my own feelings for her. I knew that I wanted to spend more time with her, and the thought of sharing a room with her sent my heart racing.

"Sure," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

As I agreed to Yoko's request, I realized that Marissa and Ize, as well as our CEO, had noticed our conversation. They were watching us with knowing grins, no doubt aware that something was going on between us.

I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks, embarrassed at being caught in the act.