Me and Elena walked further and further away from the airport, until we reached a black car.

'I'm guessing Jimin's there.' I laughed.
Elena shook her head, smiling.

'Not this time, he said he has to practice for their concert.'

'Oh, ok.' I nodded. 'So where are we going?'

'To the...' She started, looking at me as if waiting for some sort of reaction. 'O2 Arena.'

'Oh yeah, that's where they're performing today isn't it?' I asked, nodding as if I knew everything about BTS.

'Yeah!' She exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. 'Isn't it AMAZING?'

'Well, yeah, but...' I started, looking down and biting my lip.

'Hey, don't be so shook! You got this, just be yourself!' She exclaimed; I got a weird sense of deja vu, almost as if I've been in this situation before.

(quirkyelena I hope you get the reference 😏😂)

'No, it's...its not THAT I'm worried about.' I explained to her, shaking my head as we got into the car. 'It's just...Jungkook.'

'Stop being Jungshook Sook.' She laughed. I gave her a look, trying to say 'hey come on I'm being serious'.

'Ok, no, but seriously, you'll be fine.' She shrugged. 'Don't care about him, I mean, just pretend nothing happened.'

I let out a deep sigh; it just wasn't as easy as  it sounded coming from her, with our clashing personalities which somehow managed to really get along well with each other. She was bold, A* drama student, and I was more on the shy (yet crazy) A* sciences and maths student side. The main thing that brought us together was our shared love for kpop. And our liking for random conversations in different languages.

'Anyway he didn't seem too bothered about it.' She continued. 'So just try and begin again, you know, pretend it was all a lie and not a reflection of anything in real life, anyway he's not your first love and so there's no stigma so...just..'

She paused.

'...so ...i should just try to be awake?' I suggested.

'Yes!' She nodded eagerly, and both of us burst out laughing.

'We're crazy not gonna lie.' I laughed.

'Yep. We really are!' She agreed while-heartedly, making me start laughing the weird way i always do.

Ten minutes later, i was still laughing; I was surprised that the Uber driver wasn't judging me - no, us -

WAIT.

'Elena...' I whispered quietly, nudging her gently.

'Yeah?' She whispered back; it almost seemed like we were in some sort of movie where we were trying to hide from assassins trying to kill us.

'Have you seen the Uber driver's wallpaper??'

'No, what is it?' Elena asked.

'It's Jimin!!' I exclaimed, a bit too loudly.

'Shh!' Elena urged me, but it was too late; the driver had already noticed as he glanced into the mirror and laughed.

'Wae? Do you like BTS as well?' He asked, keeping his eyes on the road in the dark of the night. I stayed silent out of awkwardness.

'Yep!' Elena replied, grinning. 'I'm guessing you do too?'

The driver drove to a sudden stop.

I glanced at Elena. She looked back at me with a slightly bewildered look.

Both of us simultaneously looked back at the driver questioningly.

He turned back to face us, and we gasped.

'Jungkook??' I almost shouted, and he laughed.

'Annyeong haseyo.' He said with a smirk. 'Iremeun Jungkook.'