The first time was at their TRB tour in America. She was in the crowd, front row, screaming until he could see the sweat glistening on her neck and forehead.

The second time was at a fansign - this time in Korea. She was clutching her copy of their newest album to her chest - completely skipping his table and choosing to spend the extra time talking to Taehyung instead.

The third time was pure coincidence. She had ran right into him after one of their fan meetings - eyes focused on the picture of a certain orange-haired 95-liner on her phone, and not on where she was going. The third time was the first time he felt something. 

“Look here, I’m right here,” he almost told her.