Sometimes I wonder if Bangtan knows how many versions of themselves exist in people's memories.
Not the public versions, not the versions from interviews or performances or headlines.
The tiny ones.
The seven people someone remembers listening to at 2 a.m.
The song that got someone through a terrible year.
The stupid joke that made someone laugh when they really needed it.
The voice that became familiar enough to feel like home without ever actually knowing you.
I think that's one of the most beautiful things about loving an artist.
You don't just remember THEM.
You remember who YOU WERE when you found them.
And maybe that's why I'll probably never be normal about Bangtan. ಥ‿ಥ