The weekend was upon me, and I was beyond thankful for it. I planned to sleep in as late as I wanted to, binge watch any show I wanted to, and in shorter words, just do whatever I wanted. Which mostly meant do whatever I could to take my mind off the impending feelings that lingered around me like a rain cloud. I hadn't talked to any of the Bangtan boys since Thursday after I had taken Jungkook home. It seemed like every website I accessed though, there they were: BTS working on their next comeback, BTS' ideal girl type, BTS at the Seoul Music Awards. Why couldn't I escape them?! My feelings, I realized had gotten too messy. I felt this funny, fluttery feeling in my chest whenever Jimin was around me, and Jungkook made me feel wild and made my heart race like a horse, and Hoseok, even though we'd only spent a few occasions together, made me feel like a little school girl with a crush on her senior. I groaned and shoved my face into my pillow.
"Why am I like this?" I asked myself out loud. Without any warning, Link barged into my room.
"Don't you have something better to do on a Friday night than stay in bee?" He asked. He looked rushed, as he paced around the foot of my bed. I eyed my brother warily.
"No actually, this is the best thing I could be doing right now," I replied snarkily. He glared at me and I returned his intensity until he finally broke.
"Ugh okay, look there's this girl I'm seeing and I want some alone time with her so can you please leave?" He begged. I rolled my eyes and replied, "so you're trying to kick me out of the house that I pay for?" Link nodded eagerly and I groaned.
"You've gotta be kidding me," I exclaimed as he gave me his to-die for puppy dog eyes. I sighed heavily and relented.
"Fine, but I'm coming home at ten o'clock, and I swear to God if you even think about having sex on my kitchen counter or in my bed, I will skewer you." Link jumped in happiness and left me alone in my room. I rubbed my forehead angrily and picked up my phone. I guessed I should make plans then.

Me: hey, are you busy tonight?

Jungwoo: well I'm going to a party. Wanna come with?

Me: meet you at 6?

Jungwoo: come by my place and we'll head out then, love. 💜

Me: 💜💜💜💜

I smiled at the text conversation. It had been a while since I had hung out with my friend Jungwoo. She had worked at the coffee shop with me some time ago, and was personal friends with my aunt, the owner of the shop, despite the very large age gap between the two of them. I got up and checked the time. 3:10pm. I had enough time to shower and get ready, then.
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After my shower, I felt extremely refreshed. I wrapped one towel around my body and one around my head to dry my hair and made my way to my closet. My choice of party clothes was very limited and a small sigh escaped my lips. When I finally decided on an outfit, I felt awkward. Who would be at the party? Did I need to dress up or was this fine? I groaned and not wanting to stress anymore, I settled on the outfit.

Without another glance at my clothes, I moved to my vanity and did my makeup. It was light and looked natural but also had a glam effect and I did feel quite proud of it, at least.

I let my hair dry on it's own, and grabbed everything I would need for the night. With one last look at myself in the mirror, I left my house, screaming a goodbye to my brother who hooted in victory as the door shut behind me.
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I parked my car at Jungwoo's house and we shared a tight embrace and squealed at each other's appearances. Jungwoo was always a very breathtaking girl, with long blonde hair and colored contacts in her eyes. Her skin was flawless and the color of porcelain and her short black dress hugged her body in all the right places. I'll admit, I felt a bit envious of her body shape. After about twenty minutes of catching up, we exited Jungwoo's house and got into her car.
"I've missed you so much," Jungwoo squealed as we sat in her car. She mindlessly flipped through the radio stations as she drove until she landed on one she liked.
"I'm just gonna be honest with you so you don't freak out, okay?" Jungwoo began. Her words caught me off guard. I looked at my friend cautiously and nodded.
"So you know that girl group Blackpink?" Jungwoo asked. I nodded slowly in confirmation and Jungwoo took this as her signal to continue speaking.
"Well, the party we're going to is having Blackpink as the entertainment," Jungwoo said. My nerves skyrocketed. I was going to be in the presence of one of the most popular female K-pop groups and I looked like a dumpster.
"Oh my God," I groaned and nervously adjusted my skirt. Jungwoo grinned at me apologetically.
When we arrived at the location of the party, my jaw dropped instantly. It wasn't a house, but a venue.
"What kind of party is this?" I asked in awe. This venue was only used for very special occasions, the only time I had ever seen it used since I came to Korea was when there was a huge homecoming for a group of idols. That was a few years ago.
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nervously adjusted my outfit one last time before stepping out of the vehicle and facing the venue.