"Park Jimin!!"

"Jiminnie!!"

The fans were calling my name as the boys and I danced our hearts out. But my mind was elsewhere. This was one of our newest songs as idols that recently debuted and everything was moving so fast. I lost touch with a lot of my best friends back in Busan to become a trainee. I had to move to Seoul to chase the career of being a idol. As the song ended, sweat dripped down my forehead.

"We are bulletproof!!"

The crowd erupted in shrieks and screams. I couldn't help but smile from the new attention but there was an odd feeling in my heart. I started to exit the stage. Taking a glance at the audience, their warm-hearted yells almost made me teary eyed. I strolled backstage and to the dressing room to change into my 'idol' street clothes which were almost as flashy as my stage clothes. I wasn't quite sure if I'd ever get used to always being flamboyant. I started to change as my phoned dinged with a message.

Smiling at the text, I clicked the home button. An image with me and a group of my old Busan friends popped up as the background. I missed Busan a lot...

"C'mon Jimin!!" Taehyung laughed, tugging on my arm.

I lerched backward, almost dropping my phone. I made some of the best friends I've ever had when I became an idol but there was a friend that I missed from Busan. But like everyone else other than my parents, I completely lost contact. We were hauled back to the dorm in a laughing heap. The boys were my new family and I was expected to see them literally all the time. But that's okay because they're awesome. When we got back to the dorms, manager-nim was there. He sat us all down in the living room.

"Tomorrow, you will have a fanmeeting," he informed. "Your fans will be in long lines to see you. The only problem is that there is little time to meet with all of them. So you will have very little time to sign and possibly do some fanservice for them. But make the most of each conversation. Remember, they're your fans and they waited a long time to see you."

I couldn't wait to meet with the fans. They support us so much. At the end of the day, I started texting with some of my family from Busan. I missed them so much. A lot of the conversation was how a lot of my friends were missing me, too. Before I fell asleep, I glanced at a childhood picture of my best friend. I missed her the most.

"Good night.."

*******

"JIMIN-AH!!! SARANGHAEYO!!!!!!"

The seemed to scream extra loud today. I was sure that my eardrums were going to burst. All the other boys seemed really into the fanservice, making small and large hearts and blowing kisses. As the security guards let the line begin, the chatter continued. Long minutes rolled by, but I charished each and every one of them. The fans passed down the line, taking selcas with me and giving me lots of hearts.

"Jimin-oppa.. I made you this..."

The ARMY held up a paper mache heart. I gladly took it, placing it under  the table to keep the table clear. She handed me her picture of the group and I scribbled my name on the plastic side. The line kept moving and the fans smiles were so encouraging. I watched as a line sped along when a girl caught my attention. For some reason, her appearance look awfully familiar. I felt like I knew her. Either way, she looked beautiful.

"Annyeonghaseyo, Jimin-oppa!" she smiled.

Her smile was so pretty.... I felt like I've known her my whole life.... Handing me an photo album, she looked me straight in the eyes. I couldn't help but notice how captivating her eyes were. With that thought, I noticed how pretty she was all together.

"Can you sign my book?"

"Sure! Who do I make it out to?"

"Tae...."

That name.... It sounded so natural and yet oddly familiar. Granted, there were a lot of girls here and I had signed a lot of books and pictures. But this felt so unnaturally familiar. I scrawled my signature on the cover, right below a picture of the group that was tucked into the cover slot of the book.

"Gamsahamnida.."

Her eyes never left me, which was different from a lot of the fans. Before she could leave, I flipped to the very back of the photo album without looking at anything.

**The signing ends in 10 minutes... Meet me behind the building by the dumbster.**

She glanced at the message and nodded her head. The last ten minute felt like an eternity. But finally, manager-nim stood with a microphone.

"Jwoesonghamnida to the ARMYs that did not get a chance to get to meet BTS, but our schedule is tight. We will have them pose before we leave so you can at least get a chance to take a picture of them."

He nodded towards us, cuing up to pose in front of the table. As we stood there, camera flashed and the shuttering of cameras were added to the screams and hollars of the fans. As we made our way off the stage, the boys continued with fanservice, earning an uproar of shrieks and yells. Instead of heading to the changing room, I raced to the back of the building, pushing through people as some screamed and others just stared. I burst through the door, scanning the area for the girl. Sure enough, she was standing by the dumpster like I requested.

"Annyeong..." I chuckled.

"Annyeong," was the response.

"Look... I'm really sorry to waste your time..."

"It's fine, I don't have anywhere important to be."

I took a deep breath.

"So, when I saw you... I had this weird feeling. My first thought was how beautiful you were... But then I got this odd feeling like I've known you my whole life.. I don't really know if that's true or not. But I couldn't shake this feeling that I know you... Even if I don't.... I'd really like to get to know you better...."

She stared at me with big eyes. All of a sudden, she exploded with laughter. I averted my gaze, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. She shoved the book she had me sign into my hands. I glanced at her with curious eyes.

"Just take a look.." she giggled.

I started flipping through the album. These were pictures of ......... me.... back in Busan. How? I saw picture from when I was a child and pictures of when I was a baby. I saw pictures of some of my favorite places to hang out and my old school. I came across a picture of me and my friends before I left for Seoul.... and it all clicked.

"Tae-ah?!" I breathed.

She started giggling uncontrollably, stretching her arms out for a hug.

"In the flesh and blood!!" she laughed.

I embraced her in my arms, squeezing her tight.

"So..... You think I pretty?" she teased.

I couldn't help but blush at my confession. I nodded my head sheepishly. She grabbed my hand intertwining her fingers with mine. She looked at me with a knowing expression. I started speaking before she could say a world.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment...."

She pricked her eyebrows at me.

"I had a huge crush on you before I left..... But I guess a lot has been wiped from my memory..... You were my forgotten love....."

I turned to look her in the eyes.

"I won't forget this time..."

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