"You sure you don't need me to drive you or anything?"
I sling my bag with my money and extra mittens over my shoulder as Mom hovers over me, fussing.
"Yes, I'm sure," I assure Mom for the hundredth time. "Really, Mom, I can walk by myself."
"You're still limping, though."
The moment I announced I was going to the festival, Mom pounced on me, flooding me with questions on who I was going with, was my leg okay, was I sure I didn't want her to go with me, on and on.
"I'll have my phone," I show her that it's 100% charged so she knows it won't die anytime soon. "And I'll be with at least four other girls, so I'm not going to be by myself." And one boy, I add silently.
"When do you plan to come back?"
"I want to stay for the fireworks," I say thoughtfully. "So maybe no earlier than nine."
"No later than ten, then," Mom states firmly. "I'll be up and waiting for you when ten comes and I expect you walking in that door."
"Yes, Mom, I understand."
I am about to walk out the door when my phone buzzes.
"Hey, can you meet me at the store ten blocks from my house? I think they're selling tickets there," Yun-ji texts.
"And I'll be walking with Yun-ji," I tell Mom. "So she can help me if I fall or something."
"Wasn't she the one who pushed you in the first place?" Mom raises her brows.
I make my escape. "It's alright Mom, honestly," I call over my shoulder. "We know better now." I think.
It's about four and everyone has decided to meet at the bridge at five. I'll be meeting Jungkook at the bridge about four-thirty though. I was thinking of going to the festival, just the two of us, and asking Yun-ji to tell the other girls I was already at the festival, since it seemed like Jungkook was a bit nervous when I told him about the group of girls.
I wanted to stay with him, and didn't want to scare him off or make him uncomfortable by making him be in a group of high school girls and their boyfriends. And yes, I also wanted to have him all for myself for a little bit.
The festival is taking place in Yeouido Park, a beautiful place that is divided into four theme-based sections: the Traditional Korean Forest, Grass Square, Culture Square, and Nature's Ecosystem Forest. It has many trees and areas to hang lights, hold games, booths, and a few bodies of water where the boat rides could be taking place. Perfect for the light festival.
I was not planning to meet Yun-ji before the festival. But she's texted me, and how can I turn her down?
"Yeah, okay. I'll be there." I reply.
I hurry to the small store where Yun-ji is already inside and in line. I wave at her through the window and she gestures for me to come inside.
"Hey, I'm meeting someone at four-thirty," I say when I come in and stand beside her.
"Who?" Yun-ji seems a little distracted as she counts her money.
"The friend who has my ticket."
"Does she go to our school?" Yun-ji glances at me.
"No. And it's a he."
Yun-ji pulls out what looks to be about ₩20000. "A he?" She crosses her arms. "Now who was complaining about boys the other day, I wonder?"
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Stolen Reality ✓Fanfiction
What if Jungkook was never the 'Golden Maknae.' What if Jin was never the 'Third Guy From the Left.' What if BTS was never BTS. What if reality was rewritten. And it was all because of one girl. [Status]: Completed/ Editing [Award]: BTS Fanfiction A...