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I don't usually go out, but I am here again on the streets of Hongdae.

There you can tell that something's definitely wrong with me.

I came here for a guy, or maybe just for his voice.

I feel like his voice has become a basic need ever since I heard it.

There he is.

Thankfully, he hasn't started yet.

But I noticed there are few people already waiting for him.

Watching him get ready.

I thought I was the only one who would come back.

His back is facing at us, fixing some wires on the speakers.

I see no bucket hat this time.

So when he stood up, I felt the lights flash behind him.

He's good looking.

He's handsome!

He's more good looking than those idols out there.

It didn't take long when he finally tapped the mic to check the sound.

He went near it and spoke.

"Hi guys. I prepared this another song. Hope you'll like it."

I can see the girls murmuring from my peripheral view.

As he began to strum the guitars, it was all that I could hear.

'Remember the way you made me feel
Such young love but'

As more people are starting to flock around him, it's beginning to block my view.

'Something in me knew that it was real, frozen in my head'

Tonight, all I could about is him, so I walked to the front, towards him.

'I hate this part, paper hearts and I'll hold a piece of yours'

I can't let anyone ruin my experience.

I sacrificed my time to watch this instead of just chilling in my apartment.

'Hoping that you won't forget about it'

But why am I doing this though?