The deafening roars of cheers by the fans are just awesome. I skip along the stage, waving to the fans, sending little flying kisses from time to time. Time sure fly past, I was worrying about debutting a few years ago and now here I am, with my precious Pink Punk members at the YG Family Power Concert in Seoul.

A fan screamed my name loudly with all his might. I stopped and turned to face him. Oh man, his throat must hurt alot from screaming so loudly. I see him coughing a little but he immediately smiled and waved at me enthusiastically when he saw me looking at him. I giggled and make a hand gesture to tell him to drink some water. I knew I couldn't stay at a spot for too long so I started to move away, making a pouty face at the fan and lifting my arms to form a heart shape while still looking at him. Well I probably should look where I'm going (I'm walking forward but my head isn't facing front as I was still giving fan service to the fan just now) because the next thing I know, I bumped into something, or someone to be exact.

My face collided into someone's chest, my hands flying up to press against it to keep some distance. Whoever that someone is, grabbed onto my right wrist with one hand and my left arm with another in shock. And the next thing I know, the fans sitting nearby exploded into loud screaming, I nearly died. I looked up. Crap.

It's WINNER's Mino.

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Come on, think Jisoo, think!!

I quickly took a step backwards, wait more like skipped a step backwards, or hop, or jump, whatever. I quickly moved away.

I don't think he was watching where he was going either. Usually at concerts, there is quite a large amount of time where we don't look