Finally the day has come. After working so hard these past 2 years just to earn enough money just to see 7 guys. No, I mean 7 angels. Who made me see my terrible life in a different way. How do you describe it? Can I call it perfect yet?
Anyways..here I am. At the airport waiting for my ticket to get checked and scanned, so I can go on board on the plane to Seoul.
I'm so excited to finally leave from this crappy asshole country and to the most perfect paradise on earth.
Especially when you'll meet your favourite group and get to go on their fan sign and have a mini-conversation with the members.
But the one you're most excited for is your bias, Park Jimin. Just the thought about to get to lock your eyes with his makes you shiver. In a good way though.
You've been going to Korean classes just to learn the language, and it's only because of him and his precious charms. You want to tell him that, you want the words to come out from your mouth.
"Miss?, miss?" someone called me.
"Uhm, yes?" I answered embarrassed when I realised it was my turn to check my ticket but instead I made the longest row in the history book.
I repeated my apologies and went to the lady who checked my ticket and scanned it afterward. I gave her a smile and bid her a thank you and a goodbye.
Finally.
"Hello passengers. Take on your seatbelts next stop Seoul, Korea." a woman said in the speaker.
I took on my seatbelt and tightened it.
"Seoul, my paradise. Here I come."
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