Kim Na-Ri, a half Korean girl living in Seoul.
BTS, the most famous k-pop group under the sun.
She's looking for a new life.
They are looking for an escape...
Maybe they can help each other.
Maybe, just maybe, she can be Bangtan's Release...
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She looked down, and let out a soft chuckle that was only meant for her to hear. "Oppa, I've liked you for the longest time and I only realize now that you like her. She doesn't even know it. Why does it have to be this way? Can't you like me instead?"she thinks to herself, trying to fight back the tears.
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She was trying to keep it together and not break down right there and then. She had been crushing on Namjoon for years but was only able to see him at awards shows and idol athletic competitions. Besides that, she never got the chance to make a move. They were friendly, but not that friendly. Now that she was friends with Na-Ri, she had hoped to have an opportunity, only to realize that her friend was her crush's love interest.
As the day goes on, she steals glances between the two, and her heart breaks every time she sees the sparkle in Namjoon's eyes.
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It had been a few weeks since the accident and the boys were recovering well. Mr. Soo had held a press conference explaining that BTS would not be performing until all the members had fully recovered. Their choreographies were complex and rehearsals were grueling. Most of them had broken bones and it was wise to let them be for the time being.
They were still invited to award shows and events, which they could attend, but would not perform. Because of their past performances before the accident, there would still be awards for them to collect ( can you see my bag ).
Backstage, the boys wait in their room along with Na-Ri, the makeup artists and hairstylists. They were now having their hair done. Na-Ri approached Taehyung she hadn't seen in a while. She felt like something was off with him; he behaved differently toward her and she couldn't help but wonder if she had done something to offend him.
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She walked toward the station of the hairstylist doing his hair and poked his arm. He slowly opened his eyes and saw her in the mirror's reflection.
Na-Ri: "Hi Tae! How are you feeling?"
Seeing her sitting next to him, Taehyung tensed up: "Oh hey Na-Ri, I'm good. How about you? How's your neck by the way?"
Na-Ri: "It's much better; it's healing pretty well and it doesn't hurt as much anymore," she said, bringing her hand to her throat.
Taehyung: "That's good to hear", he genuinely said. He then looked straight ahead in the mirror, not sparing a glance to the female sitting next to him anymore.
Seeing his reaction, she bit her lower lip, fiddling with the hem of her skirt and said: "Look Tae, I've been wondering if you were mad at me because you've been a bit distant lately. Have I done something wrong?" her voice breaking a bit. She liked Tae, he was such a playful baby sometimes. She missed his playfulness.
