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neol wihaeseoramyeon nan seulpeodo gippeun cheok hal suga isseosseo

I pressed another song immediately.

That's the 9th time I heard that song play today, Woonie!" I said.

"Hey, You don't like that song?" The guy at the occupied table said.
"I do, actually but everywhere I go, I kept hearing that song!" I sighed.
He motioned with his hand to come to their table. I took a newly filled glass of my Soju and Yakult concoction.
"You know BTS?" The smallest guy among the group said. All the guys then bursted into laughter.
I grabbed a chair and sat myself down next to them.
"Who doesn't know them? Aren't they like world-wide famous now?" I said. They looked at me with amusement. "But I can never tell them apart," I admitted. They all laughed at me.
"Are you for real?" The first guy said.
"Yes, and ummm. What's your name?" I asked.
"Namjoon," he said.
"Oh okay. You see, Namjoon, I have friends who are obsessed with BTS and when they made me watch their videos and I just can't really tell who's who," I say, drinking a sip from my glass.
"We're gonna tell you something but you cannot react!" Namjoon says.
"So you're gonna tell me you're BTS or something?" I laughed. They looked at me seriously.
"Holy shit, you're not kidding?" I looked at them, puzzled.
"Don't believe you," I stated. I placed my drink on their table and crossed my arms.
Another guys stood up and started dancing.
"Yeah, I'm not stupid," I said.
Joo-won then came out of the kitchen and placed their food on their table.
"Hey, are these guys really quote unquote BTS?" I asked Jun-woo. He nodded.
"How come you didn't tell me?" I asked.
"You don't seem to care! Plus I thought you weren't into Kpop?" He says going back to the bar.
"Yeah, you're right. You could have the decency to tell me though," I said.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Adele," I said.
"Namjoon"
"Yoongi"
"Hobi"
"Jungkook"
"Jin"
"Jimin"
"Robert," the last guy said.
"He's Taehyung. He likes to do that alot," Jimin said.
"You guys seem fun," I told them. I took my drink and went back to the bar when Jun-woo was.
Suddenly a Frank Ocean song came on.
"Shit, i love this!"

So low that I can see under the skirt of an ant
So low that I don't get high no more
When I "Geronimo!", I just go "Eh"Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend

"Ah, Frank Ocean," Namjoon commented, nodding.

So low that I can admit
When I hear that another kid is shot by the popo
It ain't an event no more
So low that no more high horses, so hard to wear Polo

When I do, I cut the pony off
Now there's a hole that once was a logo, how fitting
So low that I can give a fuck about what is trending
Tryna cut down on my spending
Regardless of winning, instead of pretending
And bending over backwards
Over half of these hoes had work done

They were talking about something I couldn't understand so I focused my attention to the lyrics of the song playing.

Sayin' they want something real from a man
Just saying it, we being real persons
I hate that it's like this, I feel for you, ant
I don't know what it's like with a skirt on
So pardon me if I am being insensitive
But darling this only worsens
So low my halo stay way low, it feels like it's bent
So low that when they throw pussy or pesos
I don't pay no attention to it
So low that I am no rookie but feel like a kid
Lookin' at the other kids
With astonishment while I'm on punishment
Watchin' the summer come close to an end

"After 20 years in, I'm so naïve
I was under the impression
That everyone wrote they own verses
It's comin' back different and, yeah, that shit hurts me
I'm hummin' and whistlin' to those not deserving
I've stumbled and lived every word
Was I working just way too hard?"  I muttered along to the beat

"Adele," Jimin waved his hand at me.

"Huh?" I snapped out of my trance.

"Wow, you know how to rap," Yoongi said.

"Huh?" I said again. I mentally slapped myself.

"Shit, Um, no. Sorry, I was obsessed with this album when it first came out so..." I trailed off, smiling sheepishly.

A new song played, it was Lover Boy by Phum Viphurit.

"Woonie, listen to the song! It's been so long!" I say, looking back at him at the bar. He smiled and turned the volume a little louder. I positioned my body so I was facing the guys again. They all stared at me.

"If you think I'm gonna ask you about your lives, then you're wrong," I say, crossing my arms.

"You really don't care at all, huh?" Yoongi raised his brow.

"Uhh, no. Unless you're Harry Styles, then that's a whole different story," I smiled. "Nice chatting with you guys," I said, standing up and going back to the bar.

"Woonie, don't you have a class tomorrow?" I ask

"Yeah, but your new friends are still here," he says.

"Woonie, are you jealous I made new friends?" I smirked.

"I can't believe you've been here a few weeks and you're about to sleep with one of them," he commented.

"Who the fuck says I'm going to sleep with one of them?" I laughed.

"You're stealing my game!" He complains and I laughed. He was talking about hooking-up, of course. He's straight, but he hasn't hooked up with anyone the whole time he's been here.

"I'm not!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

Joo-won walked up to their table and informed them of the last call. They ordered a few more drinks. 

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