I nod, getting up and leaving. I don’t go home just yet, putting my headphones in. My MP3 player is still playing Taeyang’s song, "Prayer" from his Hot album. I smile, listening closer to how he pronounces every word, not really watching where I’m going. I then run into someone. I immediately take out my headphones, music still blaring.

"I’m so sorry!" I say, bowing.

"It’s okay," I hear a soft, shy voice say.

I look up through my bangs, I had let my hair grow longer than I usually would, I thought I could hide myself this way, but I cut my bangs and dyed it back to it‘s natural color, a dark brown, almost black color. Also, I’m about to faint, too, but control myself and my fan-girling. Standing in front of me is the one and only Taeyang. He smiles shyly, I back.

"I really am sorry," I say, looking down again, slowing my English for fear of him not understanding me if I keep up my fast talk, "I’ve been trying to find my street again."

He chuckles, just as we hear, "Hyung!" from behind him. He turns to the voice, and up pops another guy, this one younger than Taeyang. My eyes get big again, this is BigBang’s Seungri. I bow to the boy, but I don’t say anything at first.

"I’m Missa," I say, putting my hand out.

He smiles, taking it and shaking it, saying, "Youngbae."

Another thing you should know is that I decided that I’d be known as Missa from now on, too, instead of my actual name. Again that smile, it’s amazing in person, let me tell you. I see amazement go across Seungri’s face, like he knows something.

"And this is Seungri, also known as Brat," Taeyang says, motioning with his head to his young friend and band mate.

Seungri pouts at this, causing me to smile more

"Hello," I say, bowing.

I hear a chuckle and look up.

"You are older than me, why bowing first?" Seungri asks, head to the side.

My eyes get big. His English is heavily accented, but I understand broken English well, thank goodness.

"H-how did you know?"

He smirks, "I can tell who older and who younger."

Again, my eyes get big.

"We have to go, Hyung," Seungri says to Taeyang.

I look at the older male, smiling and nodding to . He smiles, ears going red, too. I let his hand go, just as he realizes what’s playing. I quickly look down, my face heating up as I hit pause on the player. I look up as he smiles again, my heart melting and my soul screaming at me.

It’s like my soul has found the one it’s been searching for, too. I don’t know how, but it’s like I met this man, or his soul, in another life. I wonder if he believes in soul mates. I mean not every Christian does, but being that I was raised as a Methodist, I have different meanings to each scripture in the bible, my mother believed in soul mates as well. I sigh as I wave and watch the men walk off.