Chapter 1

Posters. They were EVERYWHERE. Even though I'm already 21, my obsession for boy bands won't go away no matter how much I try. Especially one boy band, BTS. I've been an ARMY for 5 years, and I thank god that I'm not broke. I own a fan twitter account and Instagram fan account too, don't ask why. Today was another normal day, collage till 7pm and then crying over Jungkook's hair color, you know, the everyday thing. As I sit on the big classroom full of kids on their twenties, I stare at the clock, wishing for namjesus to do a miracle and Save Me from this suffering. I sigh 'Namjoon save meeeee..' I think while pouting, my long brown hair gets in my way. I groan and make a small pony tail, and after that I hear nothing.

'WAIT, AM I GOING DEAF??' I think, slightly freaking out, I look around and find every single student staring at me, EVERY SINGLE STUDENT WERE STARING AT ME. I blush slightly while smiling innocently 'What did I do now?'

"Miss Yuna, am I boring you?" I look around, and back at the teacher; "I mean,, watching a sloth move is more interesting than Math—" NO WAIT I DIDNT MEAN TO SAY THAT OUT LOUD!! I really need to learn what to and to not say.. it's not the first time this happens to me. When I was in high school, I would always get in trouble because I always say what's on my mind even if it's something rude about someone.

"Out." The teacher says while walking back to his stand, his face serious and bored as always. The old man's hair is falling off and he seems depressed because of it, or maybe his wife left him and that's why he's so sour. "SIR IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT!" I stand up and bow while whining and apologizing nonstop, this is karma for being dumb. "Out, now." He insists, everyone's quiet staring at the kdrama unfold. I finally sigh and give up, picking up my phone and pencilcase and putting them in my bag. I stand up and slowly walk down the small stairs to get down to the teacher's level, I bow again and as soon as I open the exit door, I can hear everyone break down to laughter. I do as well, giggling slightly. Gosh, I'm such a dumbass.

I put my earphones and put the music on full volume, disconnecting myself from the world itself. While listening to 'Persona' BTS's comeback trailer, I walk down the halls towards the big exit of the gigantic collage. I guess namjesus heard my prayers.. When I head out I find the blue sky to be disappearing, getting filled by slight pinkish and orange colors. The sun is almost setting, which means it's 6pm. There was only one hour left so, lucky me~ Well.. not so lucky.

I moved out of my house when I turned 19, wanting to be independent. I found out about BTS when I turned 16, I will never forget those glory days. February 5 of 2014, the day I officially became a member of the ARMY. Which stands for Adorable Representative MC Of Youth, just letting that sink in. My parents support it, they have nothing against me liking bands. They even bought me VIP tickets for many concerts, which I'm really thankful for. Even though they have no problem, they don't understand why I'm so loyal to them and why I love them so much. I don't care if they don't understand, because other people like me do. We ARMYs understand each other.

As I get to my apartment, I look around. No signs of any black big cars, good. I open the door to the reception and walk in, wave at the security guard and walk directly to the elevator. As I get in, I press the button with a five on the right side of the elevator doors. The elevator doors close, and the elevator lights up, showing my small delicate face. Disgusting. I think to myself, I'll never be as beautiful as Yoongi, or as beautiful as Jennie from BLACKPINK or Momo from Twice. I'm ugly and I know it, I don't need to lie to myself or others. When I get to the fifth floor, the doors open slowly and I walk out, desperately running to my apartment door. I put the key in and open it, walking inside and locking it afterwards. I take a deep breath and scream, I feel relieved. The day is over, now I only need to wait till 9pm awake to say hello to my beautiful neighbors.

I walk down the small halls in my apartment and storm inside my bedroom, letting my body fall onto the bed. I sigh deeply and stare at the sealing as I feel something liking my bare left leg, I look down and find my dog Mochi looking at me while his small tail moves side to side adorably. I smile slightly at his cuteness and shake my head; "Mommy is tired, Mochi."

Mochi makes a weird crying noice while looking at me with puppy eyes, cause he's a puppy,, duh. I pout and sit on the bed, I look up at the poster in front of me. While pouting, I say; "Oh, Jungkookie. Why can't I marry you? Why can't I find someone like you? Why are you so perfect? I demand you to stop! You're setting my standards on men way too high."

I place my hand on my ear as if the poster were talking to me, I nod and let go. "Why can't I get your attention?" I say again as if the Jungkook poster can hear me. I sigh again, this time showing a big pout. I look to my right, finding myself staring at a poster of Jungkook and Taehyung both hugging with big smiles, they seem to be really close.

"I wish I were Taehyung just so I can hug you the same way he does."

A flash lights up the room, making me jump in fear. I scream slightly too, looking out my window on-top of my bed, I stare outside. The rain starts to pour. My eyes widened up as I saw a black car driving through the street, getting closer every second to the apartment. I gasp and run to my nightstand, picking up a ring with Jungkook's name in it. I put it on and run back to the window and open it, waving outside at the car. I don't care if it's raining, Jungkook is in there and I need to say hi. I wave enthusiastically and scream; "I LOVE YOU, BTS!"

Flash. I could feel my body crashing into the bed, making me bounce slightly. My eyes slowly close, am I dying?