I am an overseas K-pop fangirl. I didn't swear an oath but I admit I am quite the crazy one. I wouldn't call myself a crazy fan to the point that I'm a sasaeng. I'm just gonna scream when I hear their names. That's all. Cuz 1) I don't steal underwears. 2) I don't start fandom wars. So I'm just a random overseas K-pop fangirl, struggling to pay for my expenses yet I dream of going to my idol's concerts.

My parents are quite the strict ones. My brother is struggling with his 'hair fall problems' and my sister's just a human version of a lazy pig. I talk to my friends about my favourite idol groups but some of them doesn't seem to care that much.

I'm a multi fandom fan. But I like Bangtan the most ( for boy band ) and Red Velvet as well ( for girl band ). But I never bought any merchandises of theirs. How fancy. And never have I ever been to a concert or be lucky enough to meet them in the airport. I can't even afford to buy a flight ticket to my toilet. Seriously, I'm that penniless.

All the struggles I go to to settle my nerves and the gorgeous people I stowed in my phone gallery to calm my , the fanfictions I read to trap myself in a surreal world where I act as if I met them really and especially when my richer friends brag about their collection is yet to be perfect without one album. To me, owning one album from my favourite idol group is already more than I can handle. And the Koreans. They are living the best life. They can just buy the tickets and go to the concerts. Unlike us, we still need PLANE TICKETS. I can afford the concert ticket but not the plane ticket, God...

So I decided to write this story. It's about the struggles of an overseas k-pop fangirl which I know most overseas fan could relate. Without further a do, I shall bring you the actual description.

I have a pretty conscious mind and I know it. Why? Because I'm conscious enough to know that I'm weeping for the stuff I can't afford and can't buy.

I know that I'm crazy enough to think I'd ever meet my idols.

I know that I'm pretty stupid to scream 'I love you' at the people that will never love me back.

I know that fanfics on AFF, Wattpad, and tumblr are all just fiction works. They were never true.

I know that I saved too much pictures of my biases' faces in my phone and on my laptop.

I know that the money that I will spend one day on buying their merchandises will give them luxurious lives when I'm stuck here being broke and staring back and forth from a cent and an album, thinking whether or not I have enough money when I clearly don't. 

But right now, the conscious mind is being kept in a small space behind my subconscious mind. The subconscious mind is overpowering! I lost the battle. 

For now, nothing is more important...

... Than buying 'DARK&WILD' ((One of BTS albums))...

Starting update on 160415, around 12 p.m. (GMT+8)

Disclaimer: All the images and information used in this fanfic is not mine unless stated otherwise. If this story is the same as yours, I swear that this is my idea. I don't know yours but this fanfic is a random idea I got after going onto Bangtan's fancafe on Daum.