"Hey, pretty girl. I'm Kim Taehyung. Nice to meet you. You're really pretty. What's your name?"
Right then his friends came and took him away. As he was walking, he looked back at me a few times and I smiled dumbly at the sight of that, but deep ins...
As I walked into the Gucci store, I realized I wasn't getting much attention.
Which was great, since this was the idea.
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I looked through all of the clothes; I came for a belt, but I also got a sweatshirt, a top, and a skirt. Well, it's a lot of money I've spent, but at least I'm happy with it.
"Thank you", I said, bowed politely and smiled as I got my bag from the cashier as soon as I payed. "Have a great day."
I turned around hurriedly, preparing to go back home since I didn't want to miss dinner with my members.
And I bumped into someone.
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Goddamn you, clumsy Jennie.
Trying not to show that I was pissed off, I hid my hands in my pockets, doing the hoping sign and wishing that he did not recognize me, because OBVIOUSLY I didn't want Kim Taehyung to know that it was me who had this horrifying eye thing.
"Hello", he said, and smiled. "Are you alright, wonderful lady?" he asked politely and raised an eyebrow as he stared at my red eye.
Wonderful lady? Well, good to know he's nice and gentle to random girls he meets in stores, but is an absolute asshole to his fellow female idol friends, such as me.
I tried not to act ignorant, so he doesn't notice I'm also an idol - I decided to act like a fan, and pretend I was feeling blessed to have met him.
"OMG!" I exclaimed, in a squeaky voice that clearly did not sound like mine. "BTS KIM TAEHYUNG! Ahhh- this is a dream!" and I bowed a million times.
He looked at me and seemed surprised.
"Do I know you?" he asked, looking me up.
"I don't think so", I said, my squeaky voice going away.
"Well, must've confused you then", he said, and laughed with slight lack of comfort. "You remind me of someone."
"Really?" I asked, back to the fake voice. "Of who?"
