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Chapter 1

I couldn't find it in me to move the morning after the fan meeting with BTS yesterday.

I knew I shouldn't have given it to him,I should've just introduced myself and talked to him like a normal fan.

I sigh at the numerous personalities I could have displayed that could have saved me the trouble.

Well it's done now, he doesn't even know me so I could understand, I mean, a random fan suddenly go up to you and give you 6 years worth of letters and tell you they love you. Now what on earth is someone supposed to say to that?

Nonetheless, I continue writing letters to Yoongi. I'm not gonna give it to him like my previous mistake but over the years writing letters to Yoongi felt somewhat therapeutic, because I feel like I could write anything and no one would ever know or judge, and the feeling that every letter has an intended destination even if the receiver is a member of a famous korean boy group, is simply calming.

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The day after I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. Yawning,I pick up the phone,"Hello?"

"Is this Kim Lanni?"

I was confused for a second yet answered anyways,"This is she,and may I ask who is speaking?"

"Suga-er,Yoongi."

My eyes widened. It couldn't be.

"As in Min Yoongi from BTS? The guy I embarrassed myself infront of yesterday?"

I hear a chuckle through the other line,"Sure is."

A minute passes.

"Lana? Are you stil-"

My eyes narrowed,"Sorry but I call bullshit."

"Pardon?"

"You heard me,who are you really? Is this some sort of sick joke? Do you honestly expect me to believe that fucking Min Yoongi suddenly has my number?"

I hear a sigh, "Lana, it really is me. The box of letters? The very first note saying and I quote-'Hi Suga! I listened to bts' first debut single No More Dream and it was such a great song! you were all I can-'"

"Okay! Okay! I believe you just please don't read any further. I am already embarrassed enough as it is" I rambled.

A full-on laugh was heard, oh dear god his laugh, "You really are something."

I coughed, "Ok may ask why you are calling?"

"Oh yeah, the other members want to get to know you."

He said it so casually that it took me awhile to understand what he just said.

I shook my head in confusion, fully aware that he couldn't see me, "What?"

"Should I  repeat what I-"

"Did you just say that you and the rest of the members of BTS, Bangtan Sonyeondan, The Bulletproof Boysc-"

"Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there. You better not finish that sentence, I get it , you like us, thank you, just don't finish that word." Yoongi interrupts.

"So where and when will we meet?"

"Uh how about this Saturday at this really cool secluded café at the corner near the place of the fan meeting yesterday."

"Sure. Cool. Gotcha. Gotta go now. Bye"

"Wai-"

I quickly hung up the phone and put a hand over my chest.

I run around my apartment and squeal in delight.

I'm going to meet BTS.

As in actually meet them.

No time limit.

No other fans.

Just me and the boys.

And my social awkwardness.

Fuck.

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HEY YO WHAT IT DO?!

I am so happy to publish this chapter because for once I don't have school to distract me from my goal of finishing at least one damn book of mine. So yeah thank you for reading.

'til next time, when I upload a chapter.

안영!

-래라

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