Piece

∽ olive dress ∽

Am I dreaming? 

The universe must be playing tricks on me.  What the fucking hell.  I am going to meet BTS. I am going to meet Jimin. I will finally meet him.

My thoughts were halted when I was snapped back to reality by a shouting Clyn over the phone. I didn't notice that my phone is already on the ground.

"What are you even doing? Is that so important? Where the hell are-" Clyn was rambling when I cut her off.

"Yes. Yes. I'm here. Sorry, I think my soul left my body for a minute."

I hold on to the table to support my body as I push myself to stand up. As soon as I stand up, I was greeted by a reflection of me in the mirror.

I don't mean to be dramatic. But the thought of finally having the opportunity to see someone you have looked up for such a long time could shake you. Really hard.

I still can't believe it when I asked Clyn again. "Maybe your mom mistaken BTS for another group of korean guys? Clyn, could it really be?"

I hear her sigh and for a short moment the line went silent. I looked at my phone to check if the call dropped but she's still here. Then a photo popped up on my phone. It's from Clyn.

I zoomed into the low quality photo and recognised them. It really is legit.

"Of course I didn't believe my mom too when she told me that. So as proof, she sent me a photo. I'm a fan girl too. I know fake pictures and I recognise their photos way back. This is them, Eun Gi."

I was silent the whole time she was explaining. I know deep down that this is real. I have a feeling too. I just can't decipher my luck.

"Do you believe me now?"  Clyn asked in her usual "duh" tone. I bet that she's also in her "duh" facial expression.

"Y-yes." I replied

"Now go get ready... And Eun Gi-ahh??"

"Yeah?"

"Take out the olive green lace dress. No questions. This is the perfect time to wear it." With that she ended the call not giving me a chance to make up excuses.

Although it was beyond my comfort zone, I smile to myself at the picture of wearing it.

Three months ago, I bought a dress that I was supposed to wear on a night out with my friends. I was a junkie and a coward back then. I dress up alright but I am not really fond of wearing tight dresses so Clyn picked it for me because she knows that I'll immediately say no at the mere sight of it. I went home from the shopping mall to see that the dress is already in my shopping bag. Oh well. 

And now, I'm going to wear it to meet BTS. To meet Jimin.

The thought gave me a wave of confidence. I head over to my closet and take out the dress. I rummage through my old shoes and take out the three inch heels that I bought the same day that Clyn picked the dress.

I laid my outfit on my bed and stare at it for a good minute. Biting the tip of my thumb, I try to picture myself in this piece of clothing but then pictures of me tripping face first flash across my mind and I immediately snap back to reality.

I shrug off the ugly thought as I touch the hem of the dress and let out a sigh I didn't realize that I'm holding.

To give me a boost, I whisper to myself. "This is going to be a good night, Eun Gi. This is going to be a good night."