Jagiya, that’s for you!

Your heart stopped. You couldn’t breathe. There was no thousands of screaming fans beside you. There was no dancers on stage beside him. You were alone. With him.

I know you hate me,

but I can’t stop thinking about you.

I don’t want to be a star beside you

‘Cause you’re shining more than I do.

During the whole song he was walking slowly on stage, and at the very end he simply sat down in front of fans. 10 feet from you. He didn’t do aegyo for screaming girls making photos who took the chance that his bias is so close to him. You remember all those pics when he did that. But not tonight – he was very concentrated, serious.

Just before the lights turned off announcing the end of the song, you saw something familiar on his wrist. Gold bracelet you gave him more than 3 years ago! You weren’t sure, but it was to late to have a second glance. When the lights turn on again, he was in the middle of stage heading backstage. He turned around, make a more than 90 degrees bow and disappeared.

You are not over him. Not yet. And aching pain in your chest and tears dropping on cheeks are the greatest proves.

You wanted to run away from this place as fast as you could, because in the eyes of imagination you still could see him on the stage, when he was looking at you, smiling. But you can’t move – you have to wait for everyone to exit first – that’s a disadvantage of being so close to stage.

When you were finally able to make few steps toward the exit someone pulled you back.

Hey!! You yelled angrily before turning around.

A chubby Korean guy was holding your wrist. He was standing on the other side of barriers with a security guy by his side. You were more than familiar with his face that didn’t change at all during the past 2 years.

Manager Kim! You stepped toward him What are you doing?

He wants to see you he whispered in you ear

Wait for me near the G exit

You’ve read the small paper that JiYong’s Manager gave you once again. It was HIS handwriting. Why did I say I’m gonna be here?  You scolded yourself. It’s not like, he’s gonna come here – there’re still thousands of fans…and in that moment a black car appeared in front of you. Before you could think someone called you from inside and you jumped in quickly.

He didn’t look at you, concentrated on not to run over his fans. He was wearing ripped jeans and grey jacket on top of black wife beater. His hair were still damp from shower. You were admiring this view for a bit, then caught yourself and turn around just before your arm wanted to touch his beautiful skin.

When you two were finally safe on the road far from the stadium he smiled, eyes still on the road

You came… he said happy

And was waiting for you for 15 minutes you interrupted him. In the same second the words came out of your mouth you bite you tongue. Great. 2 years without seeing each other and my first words are claims

For the concert. He continued as if not hearing you. You nodded

Silence

Your new album is great! You said after a while. You turned to him and admired his profile, again. You really