MBTI high school

Chapter 30:

Chapter 30: The MBTI Chaos at a K-pop Concert

It was an unforgettable evening. Well, unforgettable for everyone… except ENTJ, who would probably erase the whole event from his memory out of sheer embarrassment. The MBTI types had decided, for some inexplicable reason, to attend a Stray Boys concert together—the hottest K-pop group of the moment. A great idea on paper, but with them, nothing ever stayed civil.

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The chaos begins

Right from the start, ESTP got “lost” in the crowd. Well, "lost" might be a stretch. He was already deep in three conversations with strangers, arguing about ridiculous topics like, “Are K-pop choreographies really harder than those from the 90s?” He was in his element, captivating a circle of fans with his rapid-fire speech.

Meanwhile, in a darker corner, ISFJ was playing a very different game. Her handbag had turned into a portable convenience store. Chips, granola bars, sushi rolls, candy—she had everything! Quietly, she nibbled on her stash, making sure no one noticed. Well, almost no one. ENFP had already locked onto her treasure trove and was sneaking closer, his eyes glinting with mischief.

But the real chaos erupted when ENTP spoke up:

—"Hey, guys, do you think I could propose to Changbin?"

A collective sigh rippled through the group. Of course, he would. Ten minutes later, ENTP had borrowed a skirt from a nearby fan, stolen some lipstick, and climbed onto a chair to grab everyone’s attention.

—"Changbin! My soul is yours! Marry me, or I… I… I won’t leave this stage!" he shouted in hilariously broken Korean.

INFJ, as usual, was entirely absorbed in the concert. He sang every word of the songs with such passion that people around him started wondering if he was a hidden member of the group. Beside him, ISTJ, ever stoic, observed the scene and muttered with resignation:

—“These people are beyond saving.”

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The disaster unfolds

Things took a catastrophic turn when ENTJ approached ENTP to drag him down from his chair. On the way, he absentmindedly grabbed a chocolate bar from ISFJ’s bag, thinking it was an energy bar. Big mistake. ENTJ was not prepared for that dose of sugar, and two minutes later, he started wobbling. His face turned green, and in a scene straight out of a comedy movie, he threw up… directly onto his expensive shoes.

—“Oh no, ENTJ, are you okay?”

ESFJ cried out, always ready to play the nurse.She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and, in a burst of over-the-top positivity, exclaimed:

—“You know what? You’re still incredibly handsome, even with vomit dripping from your mouth!”

ENTJ, even more mortified, groaned a vague “thank you” before collapsing onto a chair.

Elsewhere, an epic battle was brewing between ISFJ and ENFP. The latter had dared to steal a bag of chips from ISFJ. Bad idea. She was sweet, but food was sacred. Chips were flying through the air as ENFP laughed hysterically:

—“Catch me if you can!”

Spoiler alert: ISFJ caught him, and it wasn’t pretty.

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The finale...

While ENTP was still dodging three security guards, INTJ, exasperated, shouted at him:

—“Do you realize you’re making us all look like idiots?! Get down from there right now!”

But ENTP, laughing hysterically, replied:

—“Not until Changbin says yes to my proposal!”

Eventually, the security team managed to tackle him and drag him out of the venue, but not before ESTJ had her own dramatic outburst. Her favorite song, Make Me Marks, had just started playing, and she was furious. With eyes blazing, she yelled:
“You’ve ruined MY song! MY NIGHT!”
Even the security guards backed away.

Kicked out of the concert, the group wandered aimlessly through the streets, laughing at the chaos they had caused. INFP, still grumpy, muttered:

—“I told you this was a bad idea.”

ISTP, who had observed everything from a safe distance, chuckled and added:

—“Well, this will make a great story for the next concert!”

And despite everything, they headed home exhausted but happy. Because, really, what better evening could there be than one where everything goes spectacularly wrong?