Super Fan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I hereby solemnly declare that I was once a die-hard fan of Yvonne. I never betrayed her—I simply grew tired of the endless fan duties. I refuse to support an idol who is self-absorbed, caring only about herself while dismissing her fans. Today, I proudly stand as a fan of Chelsea because she is truly worth it. "Honestly, when I first stopped being a fan, I never intended to expose all this. At the time, I just wanted to part ways amicably. Publicly trashing someone you once adored is downright disgusting, and I didn't want her remaining fans to follow suit. So, I swallowed my disgust.

Which was somehow worse than if he'd been obnoxious about it, because it made it harder to stay furious when the laugh was that— It didn't matter what the laugh was. "You're an obsessed fan," he said, like he was making a formal diagnosis. "I'm a supporter." "You framed a poster." "Plenty of people frame—" "It's signed, Mae." I crossed my arms. "He's a generational talent and I won't be made to feel strange about acknowledging that." Cole looked at me with something that wasn't quite mockery anymore. It had softened at the edges into something that might have been fondness, which I didn't ask for and didn't want.

but her eyes opened when she caught his gaze and saw him staring at her. taking his time nate made is way to osirya though the small gathering of friends picking up a fruit drink he liked he came up to her handed it Whats this? he asked trying to fight a smile Looking up to him osirya chukled don’t you like my jersey I didn’t know you were a fan . You never asked she smirked. That my favourit team . Nate said seemingly perplexed. As it is mine osiriya responded im somewhat of a soccer fanatic.

Not only am I dating but, a two-timer, playing multiple men I heard "Why are you laughing, do you perhaps mean your fans are jokers," she said, I do not know how she does it but she is doing a very good job infuriating me "Those are not my fans, my fans are wise to know those are mere rumors, come on I know they are not dummies, I know my fans," I said smiling "What do you mean by that, are you saying your fans are stupid" she tried to twist my words "No, I am saying my fans are not, just because you saw a man and a woman doesn't mean they are dating, do you have male colleagues?" I suddenly asked her, and she nodded with a nervous look

I shouted, throwing my fist into the air. Maybe I was better at this than I thought. The assistant continued for the last question. “This one is about his official fan club. What is the official name of Zane Sterling's largest, most dedicated global fan club, and who is its president?" My brain froze completely. Fan club? Global fan club? I had no idea. I was too busy trying to survive college and raise my daughter to keep track of weird internet fan clubs. I chewed my bottom lip, staring hard at the wooden desk. Who ran all the crazy fan pages? Who was obsessed enough to create an entire club?

Her eyes sparkled. She smiled, a gentle and relieved smile. “Henrique Ballmer... why do I get the impression that you're one of my ‘alienated fans’? No matter what I say or do, even if it's wrong, you always think I'm right?” “Alienated fan?” Henrique frowned, confused by the internet slang. “What does that mean?” “It's a term we use... It means a ‘brainless fan’. Someone who supports their idol unconditionally, blindly, even against all logic and reason!” she explained, laughing.

"That's what some people would call me." "What do you call you?" "A fan." "A fan," he deadpans. I shrug. "A super fan?" He smiles. "I guess that's probably more accurate." "Because I have sex with some of the players." This conversation is starting to piss me off. I don't have to justify my actions with him or anyone else.

"That's what some people would call me." "What do you call you?" "A fan." "A fan," he deadpans. I shrug. "A super fan?" He smiles. "I guess that's probably more accurate." "Because I have sex with some of the players." This conversation is starting to piss me off. I don't have to justify my actions with him or anyone else.

And his fanclub will help me with that. As a celebrity, I am very familiar with the concept of fanclubs and groupies. No matter how amazing or how talented you are, if the public doesn't adore you, you won't make it in this business. I owe my fame and success to the people who have shown me their unwavering support. I swear, you can't find a more loyal or enthusiastic group of people. And shepherding this faithful congregation is a very special young elf named Sirel Healey.

I shout aloud in excitement upon sighting him on the field. Some maids rushing into the room, panicked that something happened to me. As they approach and their eyes land on the TV, they only greet me and go out. I hear some murmuring. Perhaps they are amazed at my love for glfoitball, they must be really surprised seeing me watching this. This isn't what I intended to watch initially, I had it in mind to watch a telenovela channel but upon arriving here, I found that the TV was left on Supersports Channel and the clubs playing actually attracted me. I'm a fan of football but would say not so passionate, I only love football when my team, PSG is playing. Even at this, if my star player, Kyli