I was walking around the park, cleaning my thoughts and thinking about what I should do next. Not only in the next month, but in the upcoming year. "Do I really know which career I want to follow?"

After looking in front of me for a second, I saw a guy on the ground, looking at his apparently broken phone.

?: "What will I do now?? If I don't record the melody now I'll forget it!"

(Why is he so worried? Should I go there and help him? I mean...He's wearing a mask and a cap to cover his face, he's suspicious! I'll just pretend I didn't see him.)

?: "Excuse me!"

(No way...It's okay, I'll pretend I didn't hear!)

?: "Please, can you help me? It's really quick!"

Y/N: "I-I don't speak Korean, I'm sorry!"

?: "Miss, could you please help me?"

(What? What kind of korean robber speaks in english to others? Well, there may exist some...Ugh, fine! I'm just being prejudiced.)

Y/N: "O-Oh! Sure, what do you need?"

?: "Could I borrow your phone for a second? I promise it won't take long."

(I can't believe we're actually talking in English...)

Y/N: "My phone? Why? What will you do?"

?: "I need to record something and it's really important for me. Please?"

(If this guy steals my phone I'm going to cry for the whole night.)

Y/N: "You...Won't steal my phone...right?"

?: "Hum? No! You can hold it if you want to."

Y/N: "Fine. Here you go."

I gave my phone to him after opening the recording app. He looked around and took off his mask enough to be able to record what he wanted. I have to admit, he looked really weird while making all those noises, but I can't really judge people for being weird...

?: "Thank you so much! Seriously, you saved my life from a lot of stress!"

(He has dimples! Cute! It's a shame that I only saw them for a few seconds...)

Y/N: "You're welcome. But how will I send it to you? Can you give me your number?"

?: "Uh...my phone is broken so..."

Y/N: "Oh, yes, right! How stupid! Email?"

?: "Okay, it's..."

He gave me an email full of random letters and numbers, thanked me again and then left with his broken phone in his hands.

After a while, I decided to go home and send an email to that guy.

"Hey, is this the guy from the park? If yes, please answer me back so I can send the recordings."

~a few hours later

(Isn't he going to answer? He seemed so worried with all the "you saved my life" talk. Okay, I'm tired of waiting, I'm going to sleep.)

*9:48 am*

I had just woken up. I was searching for something to do on my computer when I saw a notification: "Yes! It's me! Please send me the recordings as soon as you can, thank you!". Received at 5:56 am? This guy either doesn't sleep or wakes up too early. Wait! I didn't even ask his name!

"Here's the file! This is weird, but may I know your name? I think it'd be nice to know your name since I kinda of 'saved' you."

(Okay. How weird was that? He'll think that I'm a psycho or something! Hum? He answered already?)

I opened the message and it said "Thank you soooo much! And my name? You'll find out one day.".

(So mysterious, Jesus! What now? Do I reply? It's not like I should become friends with a total stranger...Yeah, I'll just leave it. Keeping myself safe is more important than the curiosity of what he's using that for.)

~a few hours later

(How come I don't know half of these people?? I'm living in Seoul, I should know!)

I entered this place called "SMTOWN Museum" and started to look at the famous people represented there, lots of albums and pictures. It's been one month since I moved to South Korea and still haven't learned this kpop stuff!

(I should really start to search for something, these guys look really handsome! Wait- That's it! I have nothing else to do! I will visit the most famous entertainment agencies! I'll learn about the culture and will guide myself for college, great! Now let's see which are the closest ones...Big Hit? How come I have never ever heard about that?? Oh my gosh...)

I put the place on Google Maps and took a bus that would take around 20 minutes to arrive there. I put on my earphones with random music in it and looked trough the window till I got to the place.

(Huh? Park guy? Wow, what a coincidence! I should go there and ask him about the recording! He probably already thinks that I'm weird so it won't be that difficult...except for the fact that he's with two friends. Well, let's go!)

Y/N: "Hey, Park Guy!"
(I shouted and the three of them looked at me quite surprised.)

?: "Do you know her?"

??: "No...Do you think she's a sasaeng? We should go back..."

???: "She doesn't look like one."

??: "Well, then you go. She was calling you."

???: "Me???"

??: "Park guy? Park Jimin? Who else?"

?: "She's coming-"

Y/N: "Park guy! How are you? Were you able to use the recording that I sent?"
(I looked directly at the guy from yesterday, not paying attention to the others.)

?: "O-oh, it's you!"

??: "Hyung, I thought you didn't know her!"

Park Jimin: "And you said it was me..."

Y/N: "Yes, it's me! So...?"

?: "Ah, yeah! Everything worked, thanks. Are you here just for that?"

Y/N: "Kinda of-"

????: "Hey! When are you coming back? I thought it was going to take 30 seconds!"

I was cut off by a loud voice leaving the front door of the building. Different from the three guys in front of me, this wasn't wearing a mask, which made me notice how beautiful he was. He started to walk towards us and looked at me and the park guy.

??: "We're sorry, Jin hyung, as you can see, some things came up."

Jin: "It's okay, Taehyun-"

Y/N: "Hey, I'm not a 'thing'."

Taehyung: "O-oh, I'm sorry! That's not what I meant! I know you're not a thing! You're a beautiful human!"

Y/N: "Okay...?"

?: "So..."

Y/N: "Ah yeah, I came here because I need to learn more about the Korean culture and apparently kpop is involved, so I here I am. Didn't know I was going to find you, lucky me!"

Jin: "Do you know BTS?"

Park Jimin: "Hyung!"

Y/N: "Um...maybe? I think I've heard that before. Why? Are you a fan?"

Jin: "Yeah! The biggest fan! My name is Kim Seokjin, by the way!"

Y/N: "Oh, nice to meet you! You're the first one from this group to tell me your name properly, thanks. I'm Y/n!"

Kim Seokjin: "You guys didn't introduce yourselves?"

Park Jimin: "I am Park Jimin, nice to meet you."

Taehyung: "Hi! My name is Kim Taehyung!"

?: "...Kim Namjoon. I'm sorry for taking so long to introduce myself, I was just being careful."

Y/N: "It's okay! But careful with what? Did you really think that I was a psycho? Oh my God!"

Kim Namjoon: "That's not it! I can't explain..."

Y/N: "Okay then...Since now I know that you're not a robber or a pervert, do you want to hang out or something?"
(They all looked at each other with worry in their eyes. Why did I ask that?! I'm so socially akward.)

Kim Seokjin: "We have to go now, but we may see each other some day, bye!!"

And then they left. I stood there lost for a few seconds but then decided to enter the building. It had album covers in the walls, some belong to that BTS group one of the guys mentioned. Still walking, I decided to pick my little notebook from my backpack.

(Okay! Let's do this! What should I do to make them accept me? Should I explain my situation? Yeah, I think that's the best way, I shouldn't li-)

I was talking to myself while looking down and didn't realise what was in front of me.

Y/N: "Ouch! That hurts!! This person looks like a wall!"

?: "Are you okay, miss?"
(I heard a voice coming towards me, so I looked up.)

Y/N: "Oh. It *is* a wall."

?: "Miss?"

Y/N: "Ah, yes! I'm fine, thanks! Are you the one in charge of like...letting people in and out?"

?: "I have part in that. How can I help you?"

Y/N: "Okay, so, the thing is..."

I followed her to the balcony and explained it all. Of course, I put some emotional stuff in it and tried to convince her to let me explore the place...Didn't work. When I was leaving, I saw the guy that seemed to be the CEO so I decided to talk to him.

?: "Yes? Are you a new member of the staff?"

Y/N: "Oh no. I'm just trying to explore the place and get to know more about the Korean culture. It's amazing, isn't it? Everyone should learn about it! But apparently I can't..."
(I made a sad and disappointed face.)

?: "Well...I'm Bang Si-Hyuk, but you can call me Bang PD, I'm the CEO of this place. I think I can help you with that. Seeing your passion for the Korean culture remembers me of my old times and I can't let you go like that!"

Y/N: "Thank you, sir! It really means a lot to me! Actually, I'm also doing this to see if I can choose what I want to be in the future."

Bang PD: "Oh, really? Then you should become a staff here! We're starting the interviews next week."

Y/N: "It's a great idea, I may even get some money."

We both kept talking while exploring the place. He showed me everything that he could, dance rooms and studios apparently weren't allowed, but we ended up entering in one because of me.

Y/N: "Huh? It's my recording! Why is it here?"
(I said after hearing something familiar coming from one of the studios.)

Bang PD: "Your recording?"

Y/N: "Well, not exactly mine. Let's say that it's from a 'friend' ".

Bang PD: "What? So you're friends with my boys?"

Y/N: "Your boys?? Oh my God!! So Kim Namjoon, Kim Taehyung and Kim Seokjin are your sons?? But you're Bang-"

Bang PD: "No, no! They're- Forget it. How do you know them?"

Y/N: "It's a long story...But can I enter this studio, please? I want to know what is the recording for!"

Bang PD: "I don't think it's a good idea."

Y/N: "Just for a secon-"

All of my weight was on the door, expecting that the CEO was going to give in, but I was unlucky. Someone opened the studio and I fell above him.