"Hajiman bangtansonyeondani jingyeokhandamyeon eotteolka? Bang! Tan! So! Nyeon! Dan!" the same alarm goes off to let me know the start of the day. The only difference this time was that it wasn't even my alarm that was playing. Looking at my phone to check the time, I was literally about to scream. Guess who's up and about at 3 in the morning.
"Jingyeokhae bang tan sonyeondancheoreom ♪♫" she sang as she moved her body in an odd way, which I think was supposedly dancing. She was in front of her closet choosing clothes, changing into them, taking them off again.
I was usually pissed if I was awoken before my alarm. And this roommate of mine wasn't supposed to be up until seven, if it was a fine day. The unbelievable sight made me want to roll over my bed laughing. Then again I remembered the tiring long day ahead.
"ELSAAAAAAA!!! What are you doing up this late? You'll lose all your energy for work later. How will we be able to show ourselves to them if you keep this up?", shout-whispering with all my might, afraid of waking up our other roommates.
She stopped the music that was playing on her phone and neared my bed. Putting one hand over my forehead she asked, "Micah, are you feeling alright?" with a hint of sincerity. "Come to think of it you did pass out last night. Could it be because you worked too hard?" asked Elsa.
I flicked her hand away. "Just what do you mean?" I asked smugly. "Ommo, who are you and what have you done to my precious roommate?! Today is BangTan Sonyeondan's concert! The day we've been working day and night for. The day we meet them, our inspiration!" She said this while shaking me furiously. Poor me, I almost lost consciousness from the shaking and the news she told me.
How could you forget today of all days, self? Tell me. What pill did you take to help you stop for a minute on obsessing about BTS? It's going to be your first time to meet them for goodness sake? Then, I remembered why I've been gloomy these past days. I'm leaving.
Instead of the awaited exaggerated reaction I was supposed to make as a loyal fan girl, I curled into a ball and covered myself with my warm blanket. Elsa becoming more and more concerned by the minute finally broke the silence by asking, "Wae, your pants won't fit you again? Just use my extra pair then."
Note to self: exercise more often, eat less, spend less, be anorexic. Just kidding, of course.
"It's not that Elsa. It's just.. I don't feel so good today." Please buy my excuse. Jebal. "How could that be when you were the one who got us into this fandom in the first place? I know there must be something wrong because a real ARMY would never say something like that. You have to tell me your problem Mic, you know I'll never leave you alone. I know-" I cut her off before she wakes up the others.
"Aaah. Fine. I'll tell you. Just promise me you won't go melodrama on me and you won't tell the others. And please.. lower your voice."
With her hair still wrapped in a towel, she sat facing me. "Well, ready to listen aren't we?" I teased. "Just spill already. I knew there was something going on. I was just afraid to ask you."
I took a deep breath before telling her.
(A/N I recommend listening to Butterfly by BTS starting here as it fits the mood. Komawo~)
"My mom's sending me to the US to study. Once I get my Visa approved" I couldn't look straight into her eyes any longer as her facial expression slowly changed. "I'm going."
Faking a smile she asked, "You're joking right? I mean.. Micah. This is not happening. What about our promise of staying together, surpassing all the obstacles that get in our way until graduation?"
I was about to open my mouth to say something but she quickly went out the door. Crying.
Luckily, that happened. Cause I had no freaking idea what to say or how I was going to explain this thing. Micah, you better think of something before she comes back. Ppali!
A few minutes later, Elsa came back with swollen eyes and slowly closed the door. I didn't have the chance to go back to sleep as I was racking my mind of something nice to say. Now it was 5:00 am. I was itching to say something, just anything. So this is what they meant by silence that could be heard.
Elsa sat down again, facing me. "Someone once told me that the ones who deserve special places in your heart were the ones who are happy for your happiness, and sad for your sadness. Sorry for how I *sniff* acted earlier. I guess, the news was just really something. I broke the promise of not being melodramatic."
This gentle giant, who knew nothing but to laugh so loud and act weird LIKE ME, needed consoling. I hugged her as she wiped off some tears avoiding eye contact with me. I was not into this type of drama, yet looking at her I couldn't help but feel sorry.
Aww. Someone crying for me. You've earned a special place in my heart already, sillyhead. A long time ago. Sorry, I am not a good friend. A good friend does not make decisions on her own without even thinking about you.
"Me breaking a promise, you breaking a promise, too. At least now we're even." I said while nervously laughing.
"I'll support your decision as how you've supported me, Mic." She said as she finally cracked a smile. "Just don't forget us when you're there and keep in touch. Or else I'll be missing my short-tempered Unnie." Snuggling up to me.
"Eugggh. Could. You. Not? You know I hate it when you do that." I whined.
"But.. but *does aegyo"
I curled into a ball and covered myself with my blanket again. "I just died. Okay." I mumbled.
Softly, I hear Elsa say something before my 7 am alarm finds its voice.
"Our first and last concert together, huh. Might as well make it memorable."
A raspy voice speaks up, "Hey you kids. If it's 7 am and you haven't gotten yourselves ready, and the concert starts at 9. Shouldn't you be panicking already?" She yawns after speaking up.
"Sh*t! I can't believe I forgot about the concert twice. Thanks for reminding us Nay, don't worry we'll make it for sure."
Gee, I hope she didn't hear about our conversation. If she did, everyone's going to be on drama mode and the idea makes the hair on my neck stand. Just eugh.
I wear my black pullover with BTS logo over black skinny jeans, pairing it with triple white ankle-cut adidas sneakers. I have black short hair so I leave it like it is. Elsa's wearing her black BTS tee with her faded blue jeans. Of course, she wears her favorite red converse high.
At the moment, I'm scolding her because she's curling her hair while we're eating our breakfast-err lunch. I swear if it weren't for BTS we would be tardy for everything. But now that it's for them, we're going to be late?! Andwae!
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We rushed to get to the concert location. Silently prayed while riding the taxi we were in, just so the traffic would loosen up and let us arrive on time. Although I wasn't very much bothered because we had THE Platinum tickets c/o Elsa's aunt.
Arriving there, we barely had enough time to buy goods. Elsa got the light stick while I got a blinking headband with 'Bangtan Sonyeondan' on it. And of course, our little surprises for them along with placards inside a bag pack which Elsa carried on her back.
Teehee. I'm glad I'm the older one. I'm also glad that we managed to get through my bad news this morning. I hope everything goes well. I want to make unforgettable memories. Just this time. Jebal, be perfect.
By the time we sat down, the spectacle was just unbelievable. On the screens were BTS music videos. I could feel my heart beating so loud mistakenly going with the rhythm of their songs. To my right, my concert companion was also losing it. The sound of excited fans screaming the lyrics with all their might was enough. Singing along to a foreign language only the heart could understand, if not the intellect. I didn't even notice that everyone was holding hands. I'm guessing the fan girl/boy feels were just too much to handle, eh, ARMY?
I carefully looked around, my eyes stopped on the video for a while. And I stared at him.
He's so beautiful. My inspiration, my first love, my impossible dream. The reason I worked so hard for all these months just so I could see that bright smile. The reason I made a choice to follow my dream. Even without him knowing I exist. Seeing him here, it's enough.
The lights dimmed until it was literally pitch black. A lump was forming in my throat. I tried hard not to cry. But immediately failed when I heard his voice.
"Butterflyyyyyy. Butterflyyyy..."
"Were finally seeing them, Mics! Could you do me a favor and slap me? I think I'm dreaming!"
I slapped her HA HA HA. "Kyaaaaa!" Elsa shrieked.
Just then he was the one focused by the spotlight.
Jungkook~~
Bangtan Sonyeondan
Kyaaaaaaa!
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I am speechless. Okay. So I wrote more drama even though I'm not so good at it.
Thanks for reading! 〜