My hands are sweaty. They are shaking quite a bit. Either I'm nervous or I drank one too many cups of coffee. I hold my phone in one hand and my now signed album in the other. I don't know if I'm dreaming or not but I think THE Jung Hoseok wrote his number in my album??¡!?¿¿?
"Do things like this happen in real life??" I let out a silent huff of disbelief. I squint my eyes slightly to make out the number while inputting them in my phone.
"Ok..."
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"What tf am I supposed to say? Argh so frustrating" I groan and angrily stomp my foot. There is one person I can ask for help..
(A/N das me)
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"Okay! I can do this!" I assure myself.
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