Annyeonghaseyo. I'm Choi Kyung Wan. I'm a 17 year old Junior at Guangdong High. And I'm here to share with you my story. First, let me tell you about myself. I'm not a normal girl, let's just say that. When every single other girl my age was of boys, makeup, and being a k-idol, I was thinking of doing more practical things. Things that would actually help me in life. Not being stuck in some damned slave contract and working my ass off for 12 hours a day like my sister Yujin does. I'm a tomboy, I'm not scared to admit it. Zero girly fibers in my whole body. I don't cry, I don't get hurt, and I most definitely haven't fawned over any boys. I made that mistake once, and haven't made it again. There's a whole lot of cliques at my school, cheerleaders, nerds, class clowns, dancers, the gamers, but I'm apart of the jock clique. Bangtang Sonyeondan, the Bulletproof Boys, BTS. We do literally everything. From baseball to basketball to football or soccer to fucking archery, we're a tight knit group and do everything our school offers. I'm strong, confident, athletic, and I definitely cause trouble where ever I show my face. Whatever the fuck the standard is for my age is in Korea, throw that shit out of the fucking window, I'm my own person. But I have a secret. I've been crushing hard on one of my clique mates, Kim Namjoon for the longest time. But why should I even try to make a move on him? He's hot, a player, one of the most popular at our school, and guess what, doesn't give me a second glance that way. Always towards one of the idiots on the dance team or the braidead bitches on the cheer squad. Now I can't control myself, and I don't know what to do...
I usually use K-idol names so don't @ me for using those alright?!
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.
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"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?