I'm not a fan - V

ONE

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Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.
-Sophia Loren
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I wash the last dishes and sigh. It's 23:45. My work is done for today. I work at a café in New York. It's hard, but I need the money. I need money for my apartment and for my study. I want to be a doctor since I was young. I want to help people. I want them to be better and healthier.

Where are my parents? My parents died 5 years ago. They died, because of a car incident. The two cars crashed into each other. Nobody survived it. I'm still missing them a lot. I don't have sisters and brothers. I'm an only child. I'm all alone.

I dry the last glasses and put them back. I grab my jacket and walk towards the exit door of the kitchen. I see my boss standing next to a table.

"Hello y/n," he says.

"Good evening, Mr. Thanman," I say and smile.

"Good work today. Here's your money," he says and gives me an envelope.

"Thank you," I say and he nods.

"Goodnight, Be safe tonight," he says and I nod.

I walk outside and zip my jacket, because it's cold outside. I take a deep breath and look at the sky. A lot of stars are shining. It looks beautiful. I plug my earphones in my ears and put the song Night Changes on and decide to take a walk.

I see posters of BTS and stop at one of them. I shake my head and start walking again. They are having a concert here in two days . A lot of girls are a fangirl of these boys and I don't see why they love them so much. They're just regular boys, who love to sing and do their own thing.

I see a bench a bit further and sit on it. The song All of me is playing on my phone. I've always loved this song. It was my parents' favorite song. This song is really important and always will be important for me.

Other songs are playing on my phone and I am still sitting on the bench. I look at the sky. A lot of stars are shining in the dark sky. It's so beautiful. It gives me chills.

"Uhm, excuse me?" some asks me.

I look up and see a guy wearing a sweatshirt. I can't see his face, but his white teeth is showing. He's smiling. I unplug one of my earphones.

"Yes?" I say.

"Do you know where the busses are?" he asks me.

"It's nearby here, but there won't be busses coming. It's 00:30 am. The first bus will come at 8:00 am," I say and he shakes his head.

"Shit," he says.
"Is something wrong?" I ask and he nods.

"The bus went without me," he said and I look at him confused.

"I went outside to take a walk and I didn't say anything to the bus driver and my friends," he says.

"Oh," I say and feel bad for him. The couple of minutes are quiet.

"Can I ask you a big favor?" he suddenly asks me and sits next to me.
"Sure," I say.

"Can I sleep at your house?" he says and smiles.

"Wait, what! No, no you can't. I'm sorry," I say.

"Please?" he asks and I shake my head.

"I don't even know your name and who you are," I ask.

"I'm Kim Tae-hyung," he says and holds his hand in front of me.

"I'm y/n," I say and shake his hand.

"Nice to meet you y/n," he says and I see him smiling.

"Nice to meet you too," I say and smile.

"Can't I go to sleep at your house, please?" he asks again.

"No, I already told you. You can't," I say.

"Do you want to know who I am?" he says and I nod.

He puts his capuchin of his hoodie off and goes with his hand through his hair. He smiles and he's eyes are shining.

"I'm Kim Tae-hyung. I'm actually V from BTS," he says and I look at him. You've got to be kidding me.

"Don't scream, please," he says and I shake my head. I begin to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" he says and looks confused.
"I won't scream I promise," I say.
"Why?" he says and I shake my head.

"I'm not a fan," I say and he looks me in the eyes.

"Oh, shit. Sorry. A lot of girls here are a fan. I assumed that you would be one too," he says.

"Don't be sorry. These girls are just obsessed," I say and smile.

"So, I'm going to ask again. Can I sleep at your house tonight?" he asks and I look him in the eyes.

"No," I say and smile.

"Huh, why not? A lot of girls would say yes," he says.

"I'm not one of these girls," I say and he nods.

"So, you're different," he says.
"Uhm, I think so," I say.

He's still sitting next to me on the bench. I start looking at the sky. I see him looking at me, but I don't care.

"You like the sky, huh?" he says and I nod.
"It's beautiful. All these starts are shining. It makes me happy and let me forget everything," I say and he smiles.

"That's true," he says and looks at the stars either.

"Aren't your parents worried about you? It's pretty late," he says and I look at the ground.

"Did I ask something wrong?" he says and I sigh.

"No, no. You didn't," I say and smile. "My parents died 5 years ago in a car incident. That means I live alone."

He looks into my eyes and sighs.
"I'm sorry for your loss," he says and gives a small smile.

"Let's change the subject. How is it to be famous? It must be great to have enough money and have a lot of fans," I say.

He sighs and says: "It's not that great. It can be really hard for us. We are tired, but there are a lot of positive things. People, who listen to your songs. The atmosphere. It's just amazing and yeah. The fans can get a bit crazy sometimes, but I'll still love them."

"Aww how cute," I say and giggle. He smiles too and looks again at the sky.

"Your friends must be worried about you," I say and he laughs.

"Yeah I know, but I don't have my phone," he says.
"You can use my phone if you want," I ask and he shakes his head.
"I don't know their phone numbers," he says and I giggle.

"Can I please sleep at your apartment tonight?" he asks with puppy eyes. I laugh and shake my head.

"Okay, for one night," I say and put my finger in the air. "Not more, because you're still a stranger to me."

"Thank you so much!" he says and gives a hug. I give awkwardly a hug back.

"Come on let's go," I say and stand up. He stands up too and we walk towards my apartment.