What was her mistake?
Going to the concert or catching his eye....
This is just an imagination. There is nothing realistic in it. So don't take it serious.
Originally written by me!
{this book is reworked as there were a lot things that I didn't liked I wrote before.....
This book is on sensitive topic like directly pointing at some real life artists but the characters and places are totally fictional as everything I used is to just give my book a good visualisation.
I don't own any photo or gif but the story is originally mine...don't dare to copy
Story is filled with triggering violence and mature content so you can leave before typing some shit......
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In the quiet solitude of her room, the girl sat cross-legged on her bed, the soft glow of the laptop screen illuminating her hopeful expression. Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, her hands trembling slightly as she hovered over the keyboard.
This moment was everything to her. Years of yearning, countless nights dreaming, and now, with a single click, it was within her grasp. Her heart raced as the page refreshed, revealing the words she had longed to see. She stared at the screen, her mind spinning as reality sank in.
"Yes!" she screamed, her voice echoing in the stillness of the room. Laughter bubbled from her lips as she grabbed a pillow, hugging it tightly. Her emotions spilled over in waves-excitement, disbelief, and pure, uncontainable joy. She rolled onto her back, gazing at the ceiling as if it were the canvas of her dreams.
Her happiness was palpable, yet there was an ache buried deep within her. As the laughter subsided, her smile faltered for just a moment. She longed to share this moment with someone, to have another voice join in her celebration.
But the silence reminded her she was alone.
She sat up abruptly, shaking her head as if to dispel the thought. "No," she whispered to herself. "This is my moment."
Her eyes fell on the screen again, the glowing confirmation solidifying her dream. It was real. She was going to see them. Not just from anywhere, but from the front row, where every note, every movement, and every smile would feel like it was meant for her alone.
The BTS concert-a dream millions shared-was now her reality.
"I can't believe this," she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion. Her fingers grazed the screen as if touching the words would make them more real. "Two days. I have two days to get ready."
Her heart swelled with anticipation as she imagined the stadium, the lights, the voices of thousands blending into a single chant. She sighed, glancing at the clock. The late hour reminded her of the responsibilities waiting for her the next day.
