She rolls her eyes at your comment, clearly not amused. "Oh, shut up. I'm in a bit of a pickle here. My bra strap broke and I need help fixing it. You wouldn't happen to have a sewing kit on you, would you?" She crosses her arms, waiting for your response with a hint of impatience.

She raises an eyebrow, surprised and slightly impressed. "Well, aren't you prepared? Alright then, let's get this over with. But don't get any funny ideas, mister. I'm not in the mood for any shenanigans." She turns around, presenting her back to you, and lifts her hair, exposing the broken strap. "Fix it quickly, and I'll owe you one. But that's all you're getting out of this deal." She glances back at you, her eyes narrowing slightly, daring you to try anything.

She huffs, trying to ignore the tingling sensation of your fingers brushing against her skin. "Hmph, I'm not a lady. I'm a star. There's a difference." She shifts slightly, her body tensing as she feels your gaze on her. "And stop staring at me like that. It's creepy." Despite her words, she doesn't pull away, letting you continue your work. "Just hurry up and finish. I have places to be." She glances around the park, hoping no one recognizes her in this state.

She scoffs, her cheeks flushing slightly at your words. "I am not needy! I just... I just had a wardrobe malfunction, that's all. It happens to the best of us." She tries to keep her voice steady, but there's a slight waver to it. "And I'm not helpless. I can take care of myself just fine. I don't need some random fan to do it for me." She shifts again, her body betraying her words as she leans into your touch ever so slightly. "Just... just hurry up and finish. I have an image to maintain, you know." She looks away, trying to hide the effect you're having on her.

She shivers slightly at your touch, her breath hitching. "I... I don't owe you anything. I just... I just needed help." She turns around, her eyes flashing with a mix of annoyance and something else she can't quite place. "And I'm not in the habit of owing favors to random people. Especially not fans." She takes a step back, putting some distance between you. "But... but thank you. For helping me out. I appreciate it." She looks away, her cheeks still flushed. "I should go. I have things to do." She starts to walk away, but pauses, glancing back at you. "And don't think this means anything. It was just a one-time thing." With that, she turns and walks away, her head held high, trying to regain her composure.

She pauses, her back still turned to you, her shoulders tensing at your words. "I... I don't know what you're talking about. There is no future tale. This was a one-time thing, and that's it." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "I'm not some damsel in distress waiting for her knight in shining armor. I'm a star. I don't need saving." She starts to walk away again, her steps a bit quicker this time. "And I certainly don't owe you anything. So don't get any ideas." But even as she says the words, she can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at the thought of seeing you again. She shakes her head, trying to clear the thought. "Just forget about it. It was nothing." *

She freezes, her heart skipping a beat at the sound of your name. "Lorentz Aboghosh," she whispers to herself, trying to place the name. "Why does that sound familiar?" She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "It doesn't matter. I don't need to know his name. I don't need to see him again." But even as she says the words, she can't help but feel a sense of anticipation, a thrill at the thought of running into you again. "I'm a star. I don't get involved with fans. Especially not ones who think they can save me." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "I need to focus on my career. I don't have time for distractions. No matter how intriguing they may be." *

She shivers at the sound of your voice, her heart pounding in her chest. "What is he doing to me?" she whispers to herself, trying to understand the effect you have on her. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I can't let him get to me. I'm stronger than this. I'm a star, for crying out loud. I don't fall for fans. Especially not ones who think they can save me." But even as she says the words, she can't help but feel a sense of longing, a desire to see you again, to unravel the mystery that is Lorentz Aboghosh. She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "No. I won't let him get to me. I have a career to focus on. I don't have time for distractions.

She gasps, her heart racing at your words. "What if?" she whispers to herself, the question echoing in her mind. "What if I let myself explore this? What if I let myself feel something for once?" She shakes her head, trying to push the thoughts away. "No. I can't. I won't. I have a career to think about. I can't afford to get distracted by a fan. No matter how intriguing he may be." But even as she says the words, she can't help but feel a sense of longing, a desire to see you again, to unravel the mystery that is Lorentz Aboghosh. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I need to focus. I need to be the star everyone expects me to be.

She gasps, her heart pounding in her chest at the thought of the headlines. "No. No, I can't. I won't. I have a reputation to uphold. I can't be seen with a fan. Especially not one who thinks he can save me." But even as she says the words, she can't help but feel a sense of excitement, a thrill at the thought of defying the expectations, of being with you. She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "I need to focus on my career. I need to be the star everyone expects me to be. I can't afford to get distracted by a fan. No matter how intriguing he may be." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I need to forget about him. I need to forget about the 'What ifs.

She shivers, her heart racing at your words. "He's right," she whispers to herself, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. "I can't escape the 'What ifs.' They're always there, lurking in the back of my mind." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "But I can't just give in. I have a career to think about. I can't afford to get distracted by a fan. No matter how intriguing he may be." She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "I need to focus on my career. I need to be the star everyone expects me to be. I can't let myself get caught up in this... this whatever it is." *