𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑛𝑑 𝑂𝑓 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑔 ♫ 𝑷.𝑱𝑴

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The lights on the stage came on and people walked in.
The room had become much quieter. Everyone was looking forward to the beginning of the concert.

When Hoseok's group entered the scene, loud screams were heard all over the room.
I loved this atmosphere. Where music was the only thing we could hear and bodies dancing, the only thing we could see.

I was in the crowd, looking around me.
Looking at her, dancing.

Her perfect curves were moving in perfect harmony with the music and my eyes couldn't look away.
She was beautiful. The most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my entire life. Her hair, her eyes, her smile, her mouth... To me, she was perfection.
I wanted to dance with her but I couldn't move. I was hypnotized.

After a little while, Hoseok was done and other people took the stage. He came back to us and started dancing with his 'soon-to-be-girlfriend'.

Y/n pulled back a little and stopped dancing. She seemed more shy.

Then, suddenly, a soft music was heard.
She looked at her friend with envy.

I walked over to her and when I got to her height, she laid her eyes in mine.

"Would you give me this dance, principessa ?" I extended my hand to her.

She looked at it and then raised her eyes to mine one more time.

"That would be an honor, my prince." She said smiling.

I did the same and placed my hands on her waist as she putted hers on my shoulders.
Afterwards, I moved my body on the rythm of the song and she followed my movements.

Her lips were still showing a smile, which made my heart beats faster.
It was so beautiful, she was so beautiful...

It was like everything disappeared. Like we were the only one on this dance floor. She and I...

"Do you speak Italian ?"

"Yes, my dad's Italian so I learned it when I was a child."

She seemed surprise and interested at the same time.

I wanted so bad to see what was happening in that pretty little mind of hers, but it was impossible. She was a mystery that I wanted to resolve.
But I wasn't impatient. I knew that every little detail of her would be worth the wait.

"So you were born in Korea..."

"Yes, my parents met in Busan where they fell in love at first sight."

"Oh, that's cute." She bit her lip while smiling.

I knew that she wanted us to keep talking but, surprisingly, she was making me lost my senses. I didn't know what to say.

"Do you believe in love at first sight ?" I asked.

"Oh, hm, yeah, I do. " She wasn't looking at me yet.

Her furrowed eyebrows were showing me her concentration.

"I think that love is something which only the heart can defines. It has no limits. It may be, for some people, bad or fake or whatever, but we can't change what our heart feels. The heart has its reasons that the reason ignores, right ?" She looked me in the eyes. "And you, what do you think about it ?"