"Oh my God I can't beleive I got tickets to see BTS in concert!" you exclaim. You had to camp out on a ticket website all day, deal with two website crashes, and your laptop almost dying, AND have to skip eating for two days to save money, but you managed to not only buy two tickets to a BTS concert, but meet and greet passes.
"YES!" you're so excited. You've been. An A.R.M.Y for three years now and you've finally saved enough time and money to see them in concert, plus waiting for them to come to your country. You can't wait to see them. You've seen all their videos of live performances and now you can see them for yoir self I real life. You love them all but of course, you're mother excited to see your bias, the gorgeous, and most swag member, Suga. I mean what's not to love? The looks, the moves, thoes sick raps. The concert is in two weeks, time to prepare. Skin care, merch, what will I say when I see him?
"I'm over thinking" you think out loud to yourself. You decide to just relax and wing it.
Fast forward, the night of the concert. You've picked out your outfit after changing three times and you and your best friend are heading out the door. You wait for your taxi to arrive and you hop in. Giggling the whole ride there, probably annoying the hell out of the driver. You arrive and the butterflies in your stomach almost make you want to puke.
You and your best friend first d your way to your seats surrounded by other girls decked out in Bangtan merchandise, all anxiously awaiting the performance.
The lights go down and the screams arise. You hear the music start, it's so loud you. Any even hear yourself some screaming I excitement. Then the members appear on stage. V,