4 Combustion

There is love of all kinds. There is the primordial love of a mother for her newborn, almost an extension of her own love for herself made flesh and bones. There is the love for our siblings, full of on the grass stargazings, meals shared, quarrels dissolved over a chocolate bar, and many ear lending to the maladies of the heart. There is love for our partner in life, a long contract with many amendments with the aim of growing together into adulthood first and old age later, dyed with the sepia tones of many pijamas on the late Sunday afternoons and sparkled with the great moments of life: giving birth, moving into a new house, the milky breath of the little puppy trembling on a lap, the dreamed tree planted in the small garden. There is also the love for our community, the circle of our life that we consider little in our dayly activities but that is all that makes us, happy and proud after our own sprouts. And after that there is...

Cristina stopped her reveries with a loud thump on the table where she was posing her coffee mug. What exactly was that other love?

She looked again her cell phone a bit nauseated. A huge turmoil was perceived through all the posts she was reading. Since her first approach to the group, her initial delightment for the fanbase called ARMY has evolved into a complicated cobbweb of emotions. They were the most incredible collection of individuals fully committed to the promotion of the group of young men of BTS, but somehow the huge mass of people was at the same time a loud hurricane of passions. One thing was to fix the objectives of promoting, other thing was agreeing in the way to achieve this objectives. That was for Cristina another kind of love, a very exhausting one. She needed to discuss it with someone... Who should be?

She focused on a spot just a few inches in front of her eyes, making her look quite funny. A volute of smoke appeared from nothing drawing strange patterns while she was trying to decide who her pray would be. A shiver caught her whole body while she drawned the energy for what she was about to attempt. And then slowly, almost with reverence, she raised her left hand midday to her eyes and snapped her fingers...

A loud thump was heard and she had to close her eyes, just for an instant. While gathering courage to open them and face failure, a deep voice spoke words she couldn't understand. She held her breath and opened her eyes, wide, wide open!

In front of her a man with his hair bright blue smiled and signaled her cup, an incredibly smiling gaze in his eyes. Yes, it was him... It was Mr. Kim Taehyung in person. She felt her body loosening and without any possibility of stopping it, she fainted!