When She Looks At Me | BTS & BLACKPINK

CHAPTER 1- WHO IS SHE?

POV: Taehyung
It was a Sunday evening cycling down the Avenue. The sky was rusted with myriads of hues of crimson and yellow washing away all the daylight pulsating in the air. I watched the road turning congested with an influx of vehicles cramming the place everywhere. I could feel the thronging of an endless ring of honks and revs fading into mere dust under the glimmering sunlight.

I had to cycle my way down to the HYBE LABELS building since I was a trainee desperately trying to become a singer. My routine was to go there every afternoon to practice and return fatigued late at night to home. The reason I went there was because I would keep daydreaming and yearning to see concerts screaming my name and people loving me for the best thing I love to do- Music. Being a trainee felt so wavering and clueless. You had to live under that relentlessly constant fear that you might get eliminated and land up with broken dreams and crushed hopes but I didn't let that get into my head.

How I wished that maybe I could make it big and become one of the most eminent faces of music! But there were many others there who were more prolific and talented than me...I felt intimidated but I knew that I couldn't give up on what I really want because I have this rule to adhere-

If I want something, I'll give everything to get it...

Apart from that, I was being named as the playboy in my school. I was dating a couple of girls because I couldn't say no to any of their confessions. They all looked really pretty and gorgeous so I just couldn't help myself. But they were just fleeting crushes...I had to still find my true love.

I pedaled my way down the cobblestones and rocks until I saw someone who looked so veritably mesmerizing. It was a beautiful girl wearing a dress adorned with sequins. Her eyes were heavenly as I gazed at her walking down talking on the phone laughing. Her laugh sounded so ethereal...oh my my!

She looked at me for hardly a miniscule pico-second making me fluster so much that I realised that I had cycled into a swampy puddle. Oh man! The practice was about to begin and my cycle was stuck in the marsh. But it was worth it for her... She looked like a diamond in the grey and my mind really wanted to know who she was.

I could feel that spark bubbling in my heart as the dust and smoke in the traffic fluttered to become magical roses and glittering butterflies! That's when I realised that I was falling in love at first sight...

My knees felt really weak thinking that this might have been the first and last time to see her from so faraway. She was just like an airport crush who would catch her flight and leave me here feeling so spell-bound. I felt really hopeless that maybe she was just meant to leave but I had to go to practice right now. All I could do was dream that fate could bring her closer to me next time.

After a little effort, I dragged my cycle out of the dirt and galloped down to the HYBE building. To be honest, it wasn't a very lavish or luxurious building. It was a simple tower with tiny windows and a canteen enough to suffice our pangs of hunger.

The practice rooms were also not spacious enough but it was still enough... I just had to somehow debut and that could change my life but there were still many evaluation tests to go...

I entered the building and guess what? I was the last trainee to enter the room. My coach gave me a death glare as he rolled his eyes and dictated a mundane talk about how punctuality was really important. I nodded my head nonchalantly and raced to sit with my best friend, Jungkook.

He was a nice friend who would really entertain me and he was really agile. He could dance with such consummate ease and his voice had a priceless tenor that could never get rejected. I was pretty sure that he would debut but when I think about me...I'm just never too sure about myself. Jungkook tells me that I'm a great singer but I need more validation than that.

"Today, I want everyone to write their own song because apart from singing and dancing, I want you all to try to be creative," the coach said.

The whole room blasted into a discordant murmur passing from ear to ear. We had to write our own song...I knew who I had to write it about.

"Come on! Get your pen, paper and start!" the coach screamed alarming everyone in the room. We scrambled ourselves, took our corner and sat on the floor brainstorming ideas.

I decided to write a song about the girl I saw on the street. She was just too perfect to be true...I wrote a few rhyming lines about her sounding like a poem about this love you're pining for from afar and it might never come in your hands-

She looks so unreal walking away down on the street.
She's the only thing I could draw with my pen on a sheet.
She doesn't even know that her scent has left someone amazed
Because now I know she's my true love stopping my heart and my eyes feel so dazed.
She doesn't even know my name but I still have the guts to talk to her.
In my dreams, she looks so vividly bewitching but in reality, my hopes become a blur.
She has caged me in a prison I don't want to escape
Because the only thing I want to do is dream thinking about her in a reverie where I'm wide awake.
I wish that our destinies would bring us together because my hopes have risen a bit too much.
She's the definition of beauty and the major cause for an adrenaline rush.
Why won't she look at me and say she's mine?
Why won't she be in my arms for the rest of my time?
Why won't she just become the fresh dew in the bitter gale in my life?
Why won't she just look at me and add light into my helpless strife?
Why won't she just dance around with my heart and kiss me looking into these waiting eyes?
Why won't you say the words I want to hear and it will be a huge surprise?
Watching you whisper those lovely words flying with your fragrant breath...
Just look at me right now and I'll take the step.
She was a dagger in the heart but instead of bleeding, I could only smile.
She's the one I want who's someone way out of my league with her flawless style.
You make me feel some other kind of gravity that Newton couldn't even discover...
The way you're pulling my glance at you leaves me so bewildered.
Her honey skin, her dazzling smile and her lithe stance
Makes me wonder if someone like me even deserves a chance?

There it was...a sort of a rhyming poem. I presented my draft to the coach and he was really impressed. That made me really happy!!! Holding my sheet, I danced down towards the window feeling like a ballerina until I saw someone. It was her! I could see the same girl in the opposite building dancing so smoothly like an angel gamboling. It was actually her...I couldn't believe that.

"Wow!" I gasped.
"Hey hyung! What are you watching outside?" Jungkook asked as he came towards me.
"Nobody," I whimpered frantically jittering by his sudden callout to me.
"Are you watching Jennie Kim?" he asked.
"Jennie? That's her name? How do you know her?" I asked.
"She's a trainee in the YG building opposite to ours and second, she's my girlfriend," he said.
"Girlfriend?" I thought to myself.
"Yeah, so don't look at her. You have a flock of girls yourself so please spare mine," he said jokingly and left.
"Why did she have to be his girlfriend?" I thought to myself.
Now all I had to do was choose between friendship and true love...the most puzzling labyrinth no one in the world could solve. But she's too pretty to be forgotten about...I guess I have to steal her...or maybe not.

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