I am Park Na Young , New Student at SEOUL HIGH UNIVERSITY , And My family is Poor , But , Im scholar in our school , thats my dream , because many kpop(s) studied there , many of them is training to be a Kpop , the subjects is include to their training , Yahh I want to be a kpop too , Some of them is bad boy/girl , but , the school have a strict rules , so , if they want to fight , its a private , I want to be a Good student , i grew up , , my eomma and appa , is the Poorest in the whole world , But i love them , greatest than the others , When my oppa missing , My family become sadest , became so serious , the happiness is never happen , i tried to find him but , i have no chance , so i just stay to our house and cry , I want to be a Famous Girl , because this is the way to find my Oppa , I will try my best , Go!! Na Young!! AJA!!
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?