a mostly boring (but true) story.

a mostly boring (but true) story.

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This is a chapter from my senior memory book for my current English class. I decided to post it since it's k-pop related because the highlight of it is a G-Dragon concert experience ┐(˘ ▽˘)┌ (hi dora)
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This is Fanfiction, please don't take anything seriously from this story. It was summer and it was that time of year when everybody wanted to be somebody. I'm no different than the girl next door but one thing, you should know about me is that I have an obsession with music, especially BTS! I've always wanted to go to one of their concerts but as life strikes us all, that becomes near impossible. Hi, I'm Moon Hyeyoon, 22 years old and living in Seoul. I moved here with my best friend, Song Subeun, she's 20 years old and she's also a huge fan of Kpop. I don't think anyone understands me better than she does. We both moved to study at Seoul National University to pursue our careers. A Seoul concert was to take place this summer with BTS performing. We had been waiting years to finally have the chance to go, instead of watching the aftermath on our mobile screens or reuploads from fans able to attend. It was now or never. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I didn't say you could leave", he whispered cunningly against my ear as he pushed me up against his hotel room door. I felt weak from the sound of his voice. My idol was just inches away from my face. Was this happening to me? or am I just imagining things? Will this one night turn into something more or will I just be another woman to the collection of many others?

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