Danger! #2

A few years ago, my life took a turn that I didn't expect, and after that incident, living wasn't as exciting as I had thought. Living was just an obligatory task that I had to perform every day; that's what I had felt before I discovered a specific song.

Since then my obsession with the seven boys grew into something that replaced that hopelessness that I felt, it grew into something I depended on and ever since I promised my self that I would meet them in person to at least thank them for what they all unconsciously did for me.

And I'm sure I'm not the only one in this room that feels this exact feeling I have right now, this star-struck, heart-gripping emotion as we all watched them walk across the stage with pure light emerging from the sky and passing through the solid ceiling.

Screams that I couldn't hear were sent towards them as they waved back at the crowd making the screams even louder, but like I said none of that registered to my brain because this moment felt like there was no one else but me and them in this room.

The fawning men and women disappeared along with the distance that kept us apart, and all that was left was me standing right in front of them with tears dripping out of my eyes and disappearing into my mask as involuntary memories from the past flashed into my brain.

A girl in a classroom laughing at something the boy beside her said switched to the girl on the floor of a bathroom with blood dripping out of the corner of her mouth.

The very same girl stood in front of a class but this time she didn't have a smile, this time it was an expression of fear as she looked on to the faces of her classmates, except the people in front of her didn't have faces instead where their faces should be were black holes and evil smiles.

Another flash took her to see the girl standing on the roof of her school arms spread out in the air as the wind blew her long hair as if it were dancing and the expression on her face this time, was a smile.

She watched the girl push herself towards the wind, and it was at that moment that the noise finally registered.

The stage that was arranged to look like a comfortable living room with white sofas and snacks placed on the table. In front of the long couch in the middle stood four men.

Their radiating looks couldn't be compared to anything but God. On the far right stood the oldest of the group Jin, a man said to have gotten his voice from the angels themselves, with his high vocal range and boyish charm that separated him from his age. He was wearing a V-neck knitted black sweater with white pants; he radiated a very homey vibe that made all his stans go crazy in their seats.

"Hi, I am Jin, Nice to meet you," he said as the camera zoomed in on his face, and once again the crowd started screaming.

Besides the confident smile that showed of his thick lips and white teeth, there was something new else that had her practically frothing at the mouth, and that was the black-rimmed glasses that were sitting perfectly on his nose bridge as brown eyes stared back at her through her camera lens.

If only he were actually looking at her, but unfortunately there were dozens of other fans decked out in cameras right beside her as well, so she didn't overthink about it.

But then when Jin's introduction was done the person beside him stepped up and as I pointed the camera at him getting ready to capture every little move he made what greeted me were piercing eyes that met mine directly and wouldn't let go even as he spoke.

"Hello," a familiar accented deep voice spread out throughout the room, and before he even finished the last syllable, everyone was out of their chairs and screaming at the man, enough to make me wince.

I'm honestly convinced that this man isn't human but a fairie, all of them possessed unearthly beauty that could only belong to mystical creatures, and this man wasn't an exemption.

With a cute giggle, he tried to speak again, "Hello guys, My name is Jimin, it's nice to meet you all."

I had thought that it was just my imagination before, but it happened again, as he spoke his eyes met mine directly, and I could have sworn that I saw a wink as he stepped back and let the next person introduce himself.

Was it possible that... but before I finished that thought I scrapped it altogether, it was impossible, just my mind playing tricks and all the fantasies that have been swimming through my head.

Yeah, ... just my imagination, right?