King of Anything

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PROLOGUE 

 

To say that I’m not a fan is a lie. However I don’t like to call myself their fan as I believe I merely am, how should I put it... aware of their existence...?

Yes.

By them I mean, Big Bang.

Because who in South Korea doesn’t know who Big Bang is. Aside from the elderly and just born, it’s almost impossible for anyone here to not know who they are.

In some people’s eyes they are ‘GODS’.

I on the other hand appreciate their dedication, and their music. I don’t fawn over their bodies and their faces, although they are a bonus... Like I said, I am merely aware of their existence. I don’t attend their live performances, or sit in lines for hours to catch a small glimpse of them. I am not that type of fan.

After saying that, you would wonder how I ended up backstage at one of their live performances after sitting in a crowded parking lot for 3 hours.

I’ll explain. It all started when they took my camera and by they I mean Big Bang... well one of their managers.

I was innocently taking paparazzi skilled photos for my cousin’s birthday present, she’s a big fan and I also got quality photos and practice out of this. I’m not making this up; I encounter lots of coincidences...

 Now, I assure you I was not my fault. One moment I was a good distance from them when I was taking my photos and the next I was a little too close for their manager’s comfort... 

Foreword

yaaaaaaah!

I really shouldn't be starting up another story

but I found this snipet I had written to be quite humerous.. (at least I think it is...)

anyways please enjoy!

 

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BabeThao
#1
this fanfic is so great ^^
I love your writing style
I'm feeling like watching the real show..
good job dear..