Falling Apart | k.th (Complete)

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'OK! I am able to wake up now!' I thought while banging my head against the wall. "Ouch!" Seems like I am not dreaming. Wow. Kim Taehyung, a worldwide known Idol just asked me to teach him English. If this wasn't a dream, I must be hallucinating. I really should try to sleep now, it's 5 AM. 3 hours of sleep are still better than none.

"Syra! Wake up! It's already 9 AM and we have to leave in one hour. Get your lazy ass up and get dressed!" Amy shouted from outside my room. "Oh my god. I am sorry Amy! I will hurry." I say jumping out of my bed. This day means a lot to her and I overslept. Worst roommate ever.

"Have you already thought about what to ask them?" I flinched because I was lost in my thoughts again. What if I wasn't hallucinating yesterday and I really met Taehyung? How will he react when he sees me at the fan sign? "Earth to Syra! Are you dreaming again?"

"Sorry Amy I got lost in my thoughts again."

"You always do" she complained. "I think I have to get used to it."

"No, I haven't thought about anything to ask them. Do I need to?" I said maybe a way too nervous.

"Poor you. Not knowing anything about K-Pop must be awful. But I will teach you all I know. Don't worry." She said to calm me down.

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Arriving at the fan sign I couldn't believe my eyes. So many people. I hate crowded places. I hate people. Why did I even agree to come here?

Amy looks so happy while talking to them. She speaks Korean so fluently that I am nearly afraid to start talking to them. How will they be able to understand me?

"Hello. What's your name?" a deep voice asked. Like I already know, he is called Suga. He is Amy's, how do you call it, Bias? Yeah that's it. He is her bias. "Ehm. Syra Lia." I looked at all seven of them sitting there to know when Taehyung is up. He is currently talking to Amy.

"You look pretty." The deep voice said again. "Thanks, I guess?"

"No need to be nervous!"

"Sorry but I don't speak Korean."

"Oh. OK. Hi then."

Talking to them was just as difficult as I imagined. Them not able to speak English fluently and me not able to speak a single Korean word. Next up was Taehyung. I started breathing heavier. Why am I breathing heavier?

"Nice to meet you again, Syra." He said. I blushed. I look at the man sitting next to him, I think he is called Jimin.

"You know her?"

He started talking to Taehyung in Korean, maybe with the intention for me to not understand a single word.

"She is the girl I met at the airport and yesterday in town. I told you about her, didn't I?"

"Ah! This girl yea. She is prettier than I expected her to be."

Taehyung just knows too well that I cannot speak Korean. They went on talking for a few more seconds.

"Two days ago you didn't know my name. Now here. Why?" he finally talked to me in English again. "My friend likes your music. She asked me to join her." I searched for her but wasn't able to find her. Where did she go? Did she just leave me alone like this? Taehyung was looking through my notebook. "You like drawing."

"Yes, I do. Every time I am lost in my thoughts, I draw doodles."

"Doodles?" he asked.

"It means doodles."