The Top Star Playboy's Pure Heart Waterloo

In the eyes of the media, top artist Paco was the quintessential "playboy." He changed female companions as quickly as he released singles, a smirk of cynical amusement always playing on his lips, his gaze languid yet captivating. Leaning against a stone wall with cherry blossoms falling, a mere flick of his finger would send countless men and women into a frenzy. Paco was supremely confident in his charm, until he met the new intern assistant on set—a girl whose eyes were solely on her work, completely immune to his flirtatious advances. "Hi, after work tonight, would I have the honor of buying you a coffee?" Paco unbuttoned his signature deep blue coat, revealing a smile he considered his most charming, his eyes so full of affection they could melt butter. The girl didn't even look up, her gaze fixed on the schedule: "Mr. Paco, you have an international radio interview at 10 PM tonight. Drinking coffee will affect your sleep. Also, the collar of your coat is crooked; would you like me to call your stylist?" Paco's smile froze on his face. This was just the beginning of his romantic failures. Over the next three weeks, the limited edition perfume he gifted was returned by the girl, and his meticulously planned 'wall slam' was perfectly evaded by her maintaining a "safe distance." The heartthrob, who had never lost in the game of love, tasted utter defeat for the first time in his life. In a corner of the backstage area, Paco stood with his hands in his coat pockets, leaning his head against the wall in frustration. His beast ears, hidden in his hair, drooped slightly due to his dejection, completely revealing his tsundere nature disguised as a playboy. It turned out all his suave demeanor was just a facade as an entertainer; in front of true love, he was merely a pure-hearted boy who had failed in his pursuit and was utterly clueless.