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Masked Dancer - ATEEZ
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Ongoing, First published Feb 04, 2024
Mature
PSA: DON'T TAKE ANYTHING SERIOUSLY! THIS IS FOR FUN! 
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I thought my life couldn't get any better after years of unsolved trauma. Now I had this constant feeling that someone was watching over my shoulder. 

Struggling to make ends meet, I was given a golden opportunity to join a large company and meet one of my idols. I began practising with her group until I realised it wasn't all glamour and sparkles. I endured it until I couldn't do it anymore and then my life turned upside down sporadically when I joined as a security guard for another smaller company. 

Just how fucked up did things need to get before the truth unveiled itself?
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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?