Novel & Cerita Kpop Idol Diet

A tiny smile rested on her lips, as if she was having the sweetest dream. In her mind... She was standing inside a massive concert venue. Thousands of fans were screaming. Confetti filled the air. Lights flashed everywhere. Music echoed around her. And standing before her... Was an incredibly handsome K-pop idol. Tall. Fair-skinned. Perfect features. Dressed in a crisp white polo shirt. Slowly... He leaned closer. "Oppa..." she murmured in her sleep. The "idol" smiled. She slowly wrapped her arms around him. "Don't leave yet..."

He was too busy watching her eat. Yuna couldn’t believe how hungry she was. Before she was kidnapped, she hardly had any appetite. She remained thin and malnourished all her life. Now that her body has grown stronger and the poison was flushed out of her system, her appetite seemed to have grown significantly. She continued to shovel food into her mouth like she was starved for centuries. She didn’t pay any attention to the prince that was staring at her in a daze. Other girls were strict with their diets, and they were taught to eat as if they were a delicate flower. Each bite should be tiny, and they were taught to never show their teeth.

I just listen on the discussion and waited until it’s done. We all stood, “f*ck I’m so hungry! Let’s gooooo” Hailee said while stretching out, “Nothing new” Ara told her. Hailee eats a lot but she never gains weight, she has the ability to keep her shape even if she eats a lot of fatty food. We headed to the cafeteria and ordered our food. I saw that Jai took just few foods.

He applied his face cream and proceeded to dry the rest of his body before applying lotion. Sehun looked across his wardrobe filled with clothes,he picks up a set of comfortable pajamas since he has no plans to go out,he put them on and heads for the kitchen as his stomach grumbles along the way,he had forgotten to eat,watching Alice eat had made him forgotten he hasn't eaten himself. At the thought of Alice,he smiled to himself again like a fool in love. The doctor gave him a strict healthy diet plan to follow and he wouldn't dare to disobey,he also wants to extend this life of his for as long as possible.

I asked still looking at the ice cream bowls. "No. The two are mine." She rreplied making me look at her in disbelief. "You really are a model right?" I asked with a confusion tone. "Yes. I tried so hard for the ELITE contract, that I stopped eating high calorie foods example ice creams and mostly lived on drinks. So, I thought of spending this so called honeymoon eating my favorites without any restrictions and headaches." She replied.

For to wait for me like a pathetic? “That’s all you will eat?” I nodded. “Diet?” “No. My stomach just feels a little bad. I’m nervous.” “Why?” “I don’t know either.” “Okay. If the food you took is not enough, you can take food from me. Today is my cheat day.” Isabelle said. As a cheerleader, Isabelle maintains her figure so often she eats because of the strict diet she follows. “You know what? Many people are still looking for Alex so they can dance him later.” Opening the topic of Isabelle as we walked to our table.

Thankfully, he had worn a shirt, and she didn’t have to worry about getting distracted. “Weren’t you sleeping?” She asked him. “I was, but then I got hungry,” Jayden responded, and his eyes fell on her plate once more. “Isn’t that too small?” he asked once again. “It’s not too small, if I eat too much, I’ll get fat,” Zendaya told him and Jayden shook his head as his sisters were the same. What was up with them and their obsession to remain skinny. “You don’t weigh up to one hundred and twenty pounds. Eat more and stop being paranoid,” he told her and Zendaya, in response, removed from her plate in defiance to his words.

Elea replied. Joe fiddled with his phone for a moment, quickly finding her name at the top of the day’s search results. "Wow, you really are viral! It turns out working for an idol is quite a hassle." "Yeah, you're right. It’s not as glamorous as people imagine. Every single move is monitored." "It doesn't matter, Elea. They’ll stop gossiping about you if you’re seen dating another man. It would resolve everything, and I’m more than willing to help you with that," Joe offered smoothly.

It's all fast food, plus lots of coke with highly high calories. Dylan, a clean eater, looked at the food table and sighed inwardly. Indeed, it's busy people like Dylan and Bernie who only can't care a little about their diet. Previously, before dating, other than negotiations at the drinking table, the two of them did not eat together. After dating, it was a little better, but it was only once in a while because the times did not overlap. Looking back now, Dylan's boyfriend's diet seems wrong doesn't. Like a conditioned reflex, Dylan had begun to make a plan about this in his mind. Dylan was not aware that he was thinking about their future. He simply felt that he could not let him eat food

If anything, I craved more, the addiction setting in deep. Slipping into one of his shirts—oversized, crisp white cotton smelling like him, the hem barely skimming my thighs—I padded barefoot toward the kitchen. The penthouse was a marvel: sleek marble floors cool under my feet, modern art on the walls that probably cost more than my annual salary, and that view—endless skyline, a testament to his power. There he was, in nothing but low-slung gray sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips, revealing the V of muscle that made my mouth water. Alexander Voss, billionaire tyrant, making breakfast like it was the most normal thing in the world. His back was to me, broad shoulders flexing a