Abraham Lincoln Fails Me and I Contemplate Why I'm the Way I Am

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This chapter is dedicated to @griff7679
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{#^#} - means the italics are people speaking in Korean
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"You were born to be real, not to be perfect."
~Suga~
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I should have listened to my instincts. When I first saw Hoseok's smile, alarm bells began to ring in my head. I, being myself, ignored them.

That's what got me in this position. Desperately pushing at random buttons, trying to figure out how I managed to flip the camera's view.

Qudos Bank Arena is only three minutes away from our hotel, so we managed to get there relatively quickly. The car ride was made in complete silence.

The cameras were rolling, and the boys had to act like it was just another morning. Which, I suppose, it was. It's not like me being in the car made a huge difference, right?

The silence at least gave me a chance to mess with the camera. By the time we pulled up to the back entrance of the Arena, I had worked out how to turn the camera in the right direction.

Hopefully, whoever is going through the footage ignores the part of the footage where I stare at the camera, confused, before I start to jab at random buttons, making weird faces.

I didn't know I was recording myself, okay?!?

The boys all get out of the car first, and the camera crew follows after them. I carefully slide out of the van, keeping the camera steady and focused on my soulmates.

 I carefully slide out of the van, keeping the camera steady and focused on my soulmates

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The Arena is quite large, but it takes less than ten minutes to get to the stage. It's hard to keep myself from gasping in amazement when we arrive.

It's stunning, even with no crowds. I can imagine each and every one of these seats filled with people. It's almost like I can hear their chanting and screaming.

"Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! BTS!"

A phantom chant teases my ears before fading away. I snap out of my thoughts and start to follow the group again. I was only told to keep the camera on BTS at all times.

The boys huddle close to each other in a group, speaking in Korean, before they split up and walk towards the stage.

I discreetly pull out my phone and check the time. 7:07? I needed to take my pills over an hour ago! I grimace as the pounding in my head persists.

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