Smooth Criminal (English ver.)

Part 6

Paris, March 7, 1982

This Friday was a significant day because today, a masked party is being organized at my favorite restaurant.

It's an opportunity that shouldn't be missed ¸because everyone comes in incredibly mesmerizing masks and dresses.

They used these masks to express their "self"

Ironically, they showed a real "self" while under the mask.

I too had my mask made by my best friend, who managed to enroll in an art college. It was black with gold ornaments and black feathers. I also put on my tuxedo, which I had to rent because they are usually too expensive just because of the brand.

The party was supposed to start at 10pm. On my watch it was half past ten which was a sign that I should get going.

One of the charms of this party is that it comes with vintage carriages.

There were a couple of them in front my building. My friends were already waiting for me in them. They waved at me and told me to join them. I opened the small gate and climbed up two stairs and sat down next to my friend Seokjin. He brought his girlfriend Lotta with him. They were both matchy. He wore a dark red suit and a gold black mask, and she had a dark red dress and a black mask. We arrived at our destination shortly after.

Various decorations were placed in front of the restaurant, and many young people gladly came in with fancy dresses and colorful masks. Everyone had their place in the restaurant. Seokjin and I found ours and sat next to each other.

The party was about to start because it was almost 10.

A gentleman came out on stage and wished us a good time.

The music started playing. The first song was a waltz. Seokjin and Lotta went out to dance. I stayed seated because this time I had no dance partner. Still, I decided to take a little walk to catch some clean air. There was an open section in the restaurant, decorated with colorful flowers, that had a view of Paris.

I leaned against the fence, holding a drink in my hand and enjoying the view.

Then I closed my eyes and imagined what my future would look like.

Slowly and surely I opened them ...

In front of me was a brown haired in a black dress with her back turned.

When she turned, her eyes gleamed under the stars of Paris, and I knew immediately that she was the mystical girl from the museum.

It looked like she came alone. She recognized me and came closer.

Without thinking, I asked her to dance, and she agreed without a word. That night I was astonished by some strange feelings and beauty.

We danced and danced late into the night.

Circle, then another, then turn, then left, right, more circles to infinity.

I wanted her to stay like that forever, but then she said she had to go home because of her parents.

I took her hand in asking her to stay, but it was not possible.

She ran but before she left she whispered in my ear that we would meet again.

I'm Y / N, she added at the end.

Jéon Jungkook