Chapter 1: The Encounter

 

A fan can be a fan. My name is Zola, and I am a huge fan of the most popular K-pop group in the world. The Batang Boys, or short for BTS. I am 27 years old, a normal American girl; nothing special about me.

The day had come when BTS arrived in my town, my best friend and I who bought tickets in advance. We were extremely excited. My best friend name is Unnie; we were waiting on line until they open the gates for all fans to get inside the stadium.

(Let’s backtrack, I didn’t get into K-pop until Unnie introduced me to their music, and I fell completely in love with it. Even though I did not understand one word what they are saying, I still felt their emotion behind the music.)

Okay, back to the story; Unnie and I got to our seats; we were in section 200, which was not bad. Since the tickets were expensive, but the seats were good enough.

“Zola, we should get some snacks and drinks?” Unnie said.

I nodded in agreement. “What do you want Unnie?” I said cheerfully.

She thought about it for a second and said, “I guess pizza, and soda sounds fine.”

I nodded again and started to walk my way up to where the concessions are. There was a line, no surprise. While waiting, I took my phone out to check my notification.

“Ahhh!”. I looked up, and notice that fans were running towards my direction, chasing a guy. Couldn’t make out his face, since the bottom of his face was covered.

I thought it was just nothing and went back to my phone.

 “Jebal nagaseyo!”, the mystery guy said loudly. (Get out of the way please!)

I looked up, and the guy runs into me. As both of us are on the floor. People around us.  

“Gwaenchanh-a?” (Are you okay?), the guy said. I looked up. I saw these two almond shape dark brown eyes. He looked at me as well, locked on eye contact. “Are you okay?” he said again.

I seen these eyes before, I thought to myself.

“Miss, are you okay?” he spoke again.

He took his face mask off and reveal it was

Kim Namjoon.

My eyes got wider. I nodded, “yeah, I am okay.”

He nods. He got up and put his hand out to help get up. His hand is soft but rough at the same time, I thought to myself.

Before I had a chance to say anything, security shows up and him back to prepare for the show.

The crowd dispersed after he had left in the opposite direction and as their loyal fans, they follow them. I dusted myself off and found that my phone was on the floor. I picked it up and put it on my pocket.

“Buzz!”, vibration from my phone; went to get my phone out. Unnie is calling.

“Zola, what is taking so long?” Unnie said anxiously.

“The line is still long” I lied wasn’t sure how to explain what I have encountered.

Ten minutes later I came back with food and drinks since we still have one hour left to go for the concert to start.

“Did something happen while you were at the concessions area?” She asked curiously.

“No, why you asked?” I said nervously.

“Just asking,” she said.

I sighed and flashback to that event.

Nice going Zola, and didn’t say thank you, thinking that to myself.

Feeling a little down, Unnie elbow me lightly with a smile, “are you excited for the concert?”

“I nodded,” said with a smile on my face.

The rest of the night goes as normal; the boys performed beautifully, my eyes were on Kim Namjoon the whole concert. Those almond-shaped eyes that I cannot get rid of out of my head. It was a sight that I will never forget.

The concert has ended, and everybody is exiting out of the stadium.

“Oh my gosh, Zola! The concert was awesome! Jungkook is so cute! It was worth the tickets!” she said enthusiastically.

As I walk beside her, just agreeing with everything she was saying.

“I wish I could meet them!” she said.

“Well, they are busy stars, and it is not easy getting one on one with them. That is every fan’s dream,”, I said to her.

Unnie and I decided to say our goodbyes for the night, and we went on our separate ways.

“Text me when you get home Zola,” she said.

“Likewise, Unnie,” I said, waving goodbye.

I started to walk to the train station; there weren’t a lot of people left in the area. So, I took my time walking.

“What a day,” she said.

While I was walking, someone taps my shoulder.

I stopped and turned around. I froze.