8 The Truth

For the rest of the evening the girls cheered me up by playing truth or dare, watching movies and many other things. The next day we went out to a fan meeting, we went to GOT7's fan meeting.

"JB-OPPA SARANGHAE!" I shouted at the stage with my whole might, together with the rest of JB stans and my friends. I can't believe I'm at a fan meeting and seeing the whole GOT7 with my own eyes. They look better in real life, the pictures did them no good. OMG did JB just smile, I'm dying. JB is out to kill every Jaebum stan. My heart, my heart is racing. Is it possible to faint by seeing something beautiful? Wait, why didn't I take a picture I feel like crying. How could I miss the golden opportunity to take a picture of JB's face? I have failed as a fangirl. I have failed as an IGOT7.

While I was crying over losing the perfect moment to take a picture of Jaebum's beautiful smile, my friends dragged me to stand in line to meet and greet GOT7. The first one we met were Jackson.

"Hi." I said shyly, me being the shy fangirl. I'm only brave in the crowd when no one can see and know it was me.

"Hello, do you have any questions or wishes?" Jackson said while smiling, it reminded me of puppy Wang.

"Oppa, how can you look so handsome?" I asked Jackson, while still pouting over not using the perfect opportunity to take a picture of JB's perfect smile.

"So so, don't be sad, I'll tell you the secret." Jacksons says with a smile, thinking that I was sad for not being handsome. Then he closes in on my ear and whispers "I just ate a lot of rice, but you don't need that you're pretty enough as you are."

While he whispered in my ear, my face became red as a tomato. Right after he stood straight again, he saw my flustered face and laughed lightly. Then he turned to Mark who sat beside him and asked Mark. "She's pretty as she is, isn't she Mark?"

"Yes, of course, but I wouldn't call her pretty. I would call her beautiful." Mark said while smiling and winking at me. Then the noona who worked there asked me to move, and I went to Mark.

"Hello beautiful, what's you name?" Mark asked with a smile.

"My name is Jinhee, but everyone calls me CJ." I answered Mark's question with a smile.

"Then can I call you CJ too?" Mark asked with a playful smile, while I nodded. "Did Jackson tease you? Your face is red, and you were pouting. Tell me, I'll kick his ass for you when we get to the dorm."

I couldn't answer, should I tell him that I pouted because of not taking the perfect picture or blushing because of Jackson being very close. Before I could think through the noona was on her way her so I blurted out the first thing I could think of.

"I pouted because I didn't remember to take a picture of JB when he smiled." I blurted out.

"So that's why, if I remember it, I will try to get JB to post a selfie on our twitter account later today." He said and smiled playfully. "That'll make me your favorite member right."

Before I could answer the fan-meeting noona brought me to the next person who were Jinyoung.

"Hello- "Jinyoung said before being cut off by Mark who whispered something in Jinyoung's ears.

"Hello CJ, Mark told me your name is CJ." Jinyoung said with his handsome smile. Why are every member in GOT7 so handsome? This is the reason I'll never get married. My future boyfriend will feel like the replacement of my oppas until I meet my oppas.

"Hi Jinyoung-oppa. How good is the food at your cafeteria ranging from zero to ten?" I asked.

"Hmm, they food is a nine, but if you're with me it will become an eleven." He said with a wink. I didn't think I could get anymore red in the face than with Jackson, but it turns out I can. I swear I can die happily now, or not I have to meet Jaebum first then I can die happily.

Before I could say anything more Jinyoung came closer and stared in my eyes while holding my hand and bring it up to the face level and played with it. I am a successful fan. Right after that fan-meeting noona came again and asked me to move.

I almost fainted when I came to the next person.

"Hello beautiful." JB said with his eyeless smile. I think I died. I didn't say anything, my brain stopped working. Wait, where is my camera? Have I left it by the seat? Dammit I have forgotten to take it with me from my seat. "Why are you sad?"

It will be strange to say that I am sad because of not taking a picture of his smile or forgetting my camera so I can't take a picture of him. What should I say? Should I just tell him that I had forgotten something important? No, I should say the truth. Yes, I'll say the truth.