Hello everyone,

I know I have not been here in a while, beacuse my life has been passing me by as I prepare for the most important years of my life. However I thought I should share my story. I do not know if anyone will read this or if this will be extremely cringy (which it probably is) but here I go. At least I tried.

It started on June 1st 2018. For those not living in Europe you may not understand the meaning of this date. It was the day the BTS Love Yourself Tour tickets went on sale. I remember waking up around 7am that Sunday and facetiming my two best friends as we all logined into our accounts and paitently waited for 9 am to roll around so we could buy a ticket to the happiest experience of our lives. It had taken me a full month to convise my parents to let me go at age only 15 but I could not let this oppurtunity go so easily. I remember crying to my mum in a store (by accident) as I asked her - I remember how panicked she looked as she stared at me, hopelessly.

Anyways, there I was on my bedroom floor, switching between facetimes to see how everyone was doing. My best friend 'M' had her dad and brother on the websites too trying to get in.

Then the time came, 8:59am. Time stopped. Quite litterally as I pressed refresh to see if I had gotten in…. but no. I hadn’t. The panic in me rattled me up so bad I nearly cried on facetime to M while her dad could see me. But I really didn’t care: If I had gotten tickets, nothing mattered.

To cut the story short, I didn’t get tickets. That day.

BTS debuted on my birthday and I’ve stanned them ever since No More Dream (their debut.) I’ve seen their hiphop, their ciringy sweet stuff (which I love) and there more recent hype songs. This band isn’t just a “phase” for me. I felt connected to them because I’ve lived the last 5 years through them with the encouraging me every single goddamn bit of the way.

Time went on, our exams passed, Love Yourself: Tear and Love Yourself: Answer were both released. (Love Yourself: Tear is my favourtie, what is yours?) I’m not lying when I say that EVERYDAY my heart geinually ached at the thought I wasn’t going. But this is where it gets interessting. From this point I decied not to give up with my life, not because it was only a concert, but because I felt like this was destined - if I put my all into everthing I do from this point, I will be gifted the tickets by the will of the universe.

So there I was, studying hard every morning, lunch and eveing all while watching the ticket prices increase to up to £1000 (a small tear slipping past my eye.) A new school year started but still nothing.

Then on the 2^nd of October at 5pm on the dot, exacatly 7 days before the concert, I get a phone call from my dad as I am sitting in the car with my mum and my little brother after a day of exams (exams at the beginning of school, how irritating, urgh.)

“I have gotten you 4 BTS tickets.”

What?

“And they are VIP seated”

My heart stopped.

The car really fell silent and I felt a smile creep onto my face; but it didn’t stay for long as my tears streamed down my face in disbelief and happiness. The only way I can describe this feeling is “raw happiness.” That sounds so cheesy, I know, but I geinually mean it with all my heart. I was so thankful in that moment. I felt like the universe was listening and telling me i was doing good, that I was doing good enough.

For the next week I cried with my friends in raw happiness and we planned how we would get there (I live 5 hours away from London.) That night we booked a hotel and my parents offered to drive me and my best friends down. It was also right in the middle of the week so I also “skived” for the first time in my life (I know, I’m a looser lol. Idc I’ve seen BTS HAHAHH.)

When we got to London and I saw the O2 arena in front of me, my heart geinually got so fast I thought I was having a panic attack; it was so bad my dad had to tell me to calm down and made me sit in the car for a bit before going in. But I totally understand why I was like that.

These were the people I had been watching in my bedroom while never imagining ever seeing them in the flesh and felt so connected to (in a non crazy fan why of course.) Their music was everything to me and their youtube videos always put a smile on my face. This was it. Now I would be entering the same room as them and watch them sing every song I had in my heart.

Once we got in, there was a two hour delay. Our poor Jungkook had injured himself (seeing him cry on stage made me bawl my eyes out non stop.) They had almost stopped the concert before it had begun, without us knowing about Jungkook’s injury, and in my head all I could think of was the harship I had been through just to get here (a five hour drive, missing school during exams and literally months to get tickets.)My heart sinked as the announcement was made "we regret to inform you that..", at this point dreading the worst. But they continued, just as I had with life even though I hadn’t gotten tickets a few months back. This was the BTS I knew and loved- the total motavation for all I had been doing for the past few months.

When they all jumped out of the rasing floor and Jungkook got wheeled on I cried so hard that I literally missed Idol because I could not believe they were really right there in front of me. I won’t go into details about the concert as I know many of you guys have seen clips. But it was geinually the most incredible thing I had ever been a part of. I could SEE BTS’s faces as they jumped around on stage, and I could hear the breaths in the mics like you couldn’t on video.

From the Army Bombs to the support London gave Jungkook as he cried to the way we screamed the fan chats as if it was our only purpose in life (which at that time it really was.) All I can say is that I am so greatful and feel so motivated in life.

What I want to say after sharing this story is to honeslty never give up on anything, especially if it means that much to you. I tried to get tickets EVERYDAY up until 7 days before. Not only that but once coming to terms in the beginning that I could potentially not be going I decided to give life my all and see what happened. Even if I hadn’t gotten tickets (I would have been very upset obviously) but I would still be proud of myself because of the way I started living my life after that point.

To BTS, words cannot describe how I want to thank you for all you have done for me alhtough you don’t know it. You really so light up the galaxy – at least for me.

Thank you universe for letting me be a part of history, I was at the first ever U.K. BTS concert. :)

Signed a hardcore, greatful, ARMY.