Chaeyoung's POV My eyes squinted as I took another picture of the surroundings before me. It's still two hours before their concert and I decided to roam around the city to take some pictures. And I'm am so glad I did because the view was picturesque, something that you can rarely see in a very civilized place like this. I watch in awe as a few children run around the place, behind them is a very beautiful sunset, and I can't defy my insides feeling lighter as the warm breeze brushes my face. My eyes closes in instant, feeling the breeze past before me. Freedom... I feel so free, and somehow, I feel so glad my movements aren't being limited, like how it used to be. A smile tuck at the corner of my lips, my mind remembering those silly moments when Lisa, Jisoo unnie and I used to run around before dawn as we hang out together along the streets of Los Angeles.. We look like total freaks, unafraid of what's about to happen. And we were happy. I was happy. And then I remembered Jennie, Yoongi oppa's girlfriend and Jisoo unnie's close friend. We were all supposed to meet up but I guess we can't at this time since I pulled a running away stunt. I grunted internally as I acknowledge how stupid I just acted. As the warm breeze once again passes before me, my hands quickly removed the jacket that I tied loosely on my waist, leaving me with only my black shorts and black crop top with a Metallica print on it. Jungkook's jacket. Right, I haven't gotten my coat from him last time in exchange of his jacket. This feels comfortable anyways. My hands reached for the hem of the jacket, as I slowly wear it, giving me warm and comfort from the cold breeze. Ironically, the color of Jungkook's jacket matches well with my outfit. I bite the corner of my lower lip as I remember his words earlier. "Argggh." I looked down as images of him biting his lower lip flashes before me. Not to mention his v-line which seemed to be haunting me every time I try to sleep at night. It has only been three days but my he had been able to rock my whole system. But of course, I won't tell him that. I won't give him more reason to flirt with me which he seemed to enjoy doing lately. Well, you kissed the guy the first time, what do you expect? What's even worse is that I found out that the bed that I happened to just occupy actually belonged to him. Now, Jungkook ended up sleeping outside. I am just so glad he decided to make a division so even though the rest of the boys were sleeping in the same room as me, my bed was hidden and it was as if I have my own space. Not that he cared. I bet Jisoo unnie made him do it. Just then, I heard a rumbling sound coming deep in my stomach and I suddenly remember how I wasn't able to enjoy my food earlier. Chaeyoung pabo. No wonder I am hungry. My eyes landed on my wrist, checking the time I have left before the concert. The truth is, I initially thought of ditching the event, but I thought, since I don't have anything better to do, might as well use this chance to enjoy. Besides, it has been so long since I last watched them performing, way back when Jisoo unnie was still with Lisa and me in the US to be exact. My feet automatically lead me out of the busy streets, directing myself to the very same location where Jungkook and Taehyung had seen me earlier. There were a lot of restaurants in the area and the place is located just right beside the stadium which serves me best. After spending about ten minutes checking out the menu, I ended up munching a clubhouse sandwich and a glass of orange juice, not really in the mood to eat something heavy at this time. I was almost finished with my sandwich when I noticed a family of four sitting just right beside where I was situated. My eyes focused on the girl who was looking from afar while the older woman, obviously her Mom, was looking at her with a sad expression on her face. "Sohee-yah..." I heard her Mom called her and I was caught off-guard when she turned her head and smiled at her Mom although I was so sure she was upset about something but props to her beautiful face, she was able to mask her emotions immediately. The dejected look on her father's face did not come unnoticed to my observant eyes. I wonder what their story is. "Unnie!" A smile spread on my face when I noticed the little girl seating in a wheelchair, waving a cute little doll. "Mom...I told you not to think about it. It's fine." The beautiful girl probably just my age muttered as she brushes the hair of her little sister. The girl is so pretty. Even though I'm a few feet away from them, I was still able to see how her deep set brown eyes compliments her very natural red lips. Not to mention her nose which is a piece of art. Her long wavy hair just right beneath her shoulder makes me feel envious of just how perfect she looks. And even with just a simple black shirt and denim pants, she is still a head turner. But no matter how beautiful she looks, I can't feel an air of arrogance around her, just pure love and joy o