"Are you an ARMY?"
a tall guy suddenly asked, putting down the other piece of your headset.
"no I'm not a soldier."
confused and a little bit annoyed by the sudden action of the guy.
"ohh! I'm not referring to that. I mean that one."
pointing on your phone, specifically on your playlist.
"what about those?" you asked. it took a seconds before he finally speak but he didn't answered your question but rather he looked at you and said.
"does your music on your playlist are nice?" he asked.
"yes, i love it. I can relate to the song it bring piece to my soul."
you smile because the music really does. you don't even know who's the singer of the song cause your not that curious about the singer. all your songs from your playlist is from your cousin she shared it to you.
you look at him, you feel uncomfortable by the way he looked at you. he walks back, maybe leaving but before that he looks back to you and said.
"thank you for not knowing BTS, but rather knowing the music without knowing who we are first, i am more happy."
you were shocked by the sudden confession.
"you are the singer?"
he smiles and you notice his dimples.
"I am Kim NamJoon of BTS! pleased to meet you my future ARMY."
and that how it started that i became a fan.
