[SVT] SEVENTEEN Fanfiction || G.A.M.E.S : Gotta MakE it and Survive

CHAPTER 1

Before entering the café where my close friend, Yeonsu, and I were meeting, I texted her to let her know I had arrived. When I walked inside the café, the message I had sent was quickly read.

"Yumi!"

A familiar voice called, and I jerked my head up from my phone and looked around the café for my friend.

I eventually noticed her waving to get my attention while smiling brightly. I approached her with a light huff and a smile and soon sat next to her.

Today was a wonderful day for Yeonsu since she'd be meeting her favorite K-pop idol, Seventeen, in a meet and greet. "I see you arrived early; you must adore that group to be this excited," I said as she giggled.

"Who wouldn't be excited to meet the idol you've idolized since their debut?" she asked, passing me an iced coffee.

"I'm glad I could go with someone; I apologize for reaching out to you at the last hour."

"Don't mention it; I couldn't say no to something given away for free," I said.

Originally, Yeonsu was supposed to attend the event with our other friend, Suhyun, but she caught a fever this morning, so I've come to take her place.

Although I'm not a great fan of the Korean group Seventeen, I do recognize them and know enough about them thanks to Yeonsu and Suhyun. So I'll be able to recognize their faces and know who is who, and I won't be deemed impolite during the event.

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When we got to the location of the event, there were already hundreds of people in line. I had no idea the group was so popular, so seeing how many people showed up at the event surprised me.

We promptly formed a line to enter the venue. It didn't take long for us to enter, and I was excited while waiting. Even though I wasn't a big fan, I listened to some of their music and added a couple of songs to my favorite song playlist.

As I already stated, I knew very little about the K-pop group. Seventeen, commonly known as SVT for short, is a thirteen-member group. Two members are half American; another two are fully from China; and the rest are Koreans. Their fans are known as Carats.

They were all attractive, so when the event began, all of the Carats went berserk! The one thing I dislike about occasions like this, especially when it involves my best friend's favorite band, is that they would absolutely slap the crap out of me from all the giddiness, which hurts a lot.

I tried not to snap from the anguish Yeonsu gave, keeping my cool throughout the group's introduction. Finally, the greeting with the boys began.

As the fans filed onto the stage, one by one, to speak with their idols, I found myself feeling scared. It could have been because this was my first meet-and-greet, but my heart couldn't stop racing.

It was my turn after a few minutes of waiting, and before climbing the stairs, Reina wished me luck. I took a deep breath and sat in front of the first member, the group's leader, Seungcheol.

"Hello!" he said enthusiastically as I bowed and greeted him nervously. He sensed I was apprehensive and innocently worsened it by holding my hand tightly as he sweetly gazed at me. I knew he was doing it to help me feel better, but it felt like he was trying to kill me with his fan service.

Although his wholesomeness made me grin as I watched him autograph the book in front of me, his hand appeared to be muscular and large. Despite its imposing appearance, it felt warm and put me at ease. I'm curious if he noticed how cold my hand was because of how anxious I was.