i made the withdrawal.
luckily there's enough money for me for the next two months till i get back on my feet.
i don't know how though.
it's really beautiful here in seoul.
i haven't done some exploring myself but i will soon.
today is the concert.
i scroll all over twitter to watch them during their soundtrack performances.
they looked so good.
he looked so good.
i have my outfit ready.
gosh, i need to stop using a translator and start learning the language myself.
the only clue i have is their greetings and a couple of small words.
i'm not fluent like she was.
but i'll be better than her though.
i arrived outside the stadium and man it was crowded.
fans were all dressed up.
as their bias, of course.
as for my outfit, i dressed up as jungkook.
black balenciaga t-shirt.
black cargo pants.
black prada chunky boots.
black bucket hat.
a silver necklace.
i love my outfit.
i'm in love with it.
like i'm in love with the man who dresses up like this.
i stood there and scanned around, watching army's pass by giving each other gifts.
laughter.
giggles.
constant squeals about finally meeting the boys.
" excuse me? will you care for a gift?" a 5'4 foot female dressed up as go-go jimin.
" oh, thank you." i took the nice bag from her and bowed to show my gratitude.
i've been practicing.
" oh my gosh! i love your outfit." another army complimented, i think she's from busan.
i just know by her accent.
besides jungkook is my bias why wouldn't i know?
" gomaweo" i thanked her, smiling shyly.
yes, i'm nervous.
she's so pretty.
" anieyo" she replied and gave me a friendly wave.
i wish i had someone with me.
being lonely sucks.
however, sometimes it's for your own good.
my own good.
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Destined To Be His | JJK
Fanfictionfrom traveling to seoul with her best friend and later on robbed and assaulted; planned by her best friend. to learning her idols native tongue, and culture in order to blend in, celeste samuels went from being a fan of BTS to becoming the lover of...
