Y/N had always been known as the clumsy, spirited girl with a wild imagination. Her friends often joked about her “delulu” moments, but deep down, she cherished her quirky charm. One unwavering love kept her grounded: BTS. As an avid Army, their music was the soundtrack to her life, filling her with hope and dreams.
When the announcement of BTS’s concert in her city arrived, it felt like a dream come true. Despite feeling overwhelmed, Y/N was determined. She studied hard, took up extra shifts at her job, and saved every penny. Her friends, Jinah and Hanseon, supported her through it all, excitedly planning their concert adventure.
“Are you ready for this?” Jinah asked, bouncing with excitement as they stood outside the concert venue.
“I can’t believe we’re finally here!” Y/N exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
As the lights dimmed, the crowd erupted into cheers. The energy was palpable, and Y/N felt alive. She danced and sang, completely lost in the moment. But in the midst of the chaos, her heart raced when she felt a gaze upon her. Turning, she locked eyes with Jeon Jungkook, the golden maknae of BTS.
Time seemed to slow as their gazes met. Jungkook’s expression shifted from concentration to surprise, his lips curling into a soft smile. Y/N’s breath caught in her throat. “Oh my God, he’s looking at me!” she whispered to Hanseon, who was beside her.
“Who? Jungkook? No way!” Hanseon replied, eyes wide.
“He is! Look!” Y/N pointed, heart pounding. As the concert continued, she felt an undeniable connection, as if the universe conspired to bring them together.
After the concert, Y/N and her friends were buzzing with excitement. They ventured outside, adrenaline still coursing through their veins. Suddenly, a commotion broke out nearby. Curious, they pushed through the crowd, desperate for a glimpse of BTS as they left the venue.
“Y/N! Look!” Jinah shouted, her finger pointing at the van.
And there he was—Jungkook, stepping out, surrounded by security. Y/N’s heart raced. She fought her way to the front, adrenaline fueling her determination. Jungkook paused, scanning the crowd, and their eyes met again.
“Thank you for your love!” he called out, his voice barely audible over the roaring fans. Y/N’s heart soared.
“I love you, Jungkook!” she shouted, her voice cracking with emotion.
He smiled, and in that moment, Y/N felt seen. But just as quickly, the van door closed, and he was gone.
Days turned into weeks, but Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling of longing. She poured her heart into her fan account, creating art and sharing stories about her experiences. One evening, while scrolling through her notifications, she noticed a message from an anonymous account: “I see you.”
Her heart raced. Was it Jungkook? She hesitated before replying, “Who is this?”
The response came quickly: “Someone who appreciates your passion.”
They began to chat regularly, sharing thoughts on music and life. Y/N found comfort in this connection, a spark of hope igniting in her heart. Yet, each night, she still longed for a sign from Jungkook.
One day, while at work, she received another message from the anonymous account: “Meet me at the café we discussed.”
Her heart raced with anticipation. What if it was Jungkook? She arrived at the café, scanning the room for familiar faces. Instead, she found Minji, a fellow Army member who had been following her journey.
“Surprise!” Minji exclaimed with a grin. “I wanted to see you, but I’m not the one you’re waiting for.”
Y/N felt her heart sink. “What do you mean?”
Before she could respond, a figure appeared. It was Jungkook, dressed casually but exuding the same charisma that captivated millions. Y/N’s breath caught in her throat.
“Y/N,” he said, his voice warm and inviting. “I wanted to meet you. Your posts really touched me.”
“Are you serious?” Y/N stammered, disbelief washing over her. “You… you saw my posts?”
“I did. You have a unique perspective,” he replied, a hint of admiration in his gaze. “I wanted to know more about the girl who made me smile during the concert.”
Y/N felt as if she were floating. “I can’t believe this is happening. I’m just a fan.”
“You’re more than that,” Jungkook insisted, his eyes sincere. “Your passion is inspiring.”
As they talked, Y/N felt a connection forming. They shared laughter and stories, and for the first time, she felt like she was getting to know the real Jungkook. But as the night wore on, a shadow of doubt crept in.
“Why did you want to meet me?” Y/N asked, her voice trembling slightly. “I’m just an ordinary girl.”
“You’re not ordinary to me,” he replied, his tone serious. “I see something special in you.”
But just as quickly, the moment was interrupted. A group of fans spotted Jungkook and rushed over, their excitement overwhelming. Y/N felt a pang of jealousy as they clamored for his attention, snapping photos and shouting his name.
“See? You’re famous,” Y/N said, attempting to mask her disappointment with a smile.
“I’m just a guy who loves music,” Jungkook replied, his gaze focused on her. “But I want to know you better.”
As the crowd grew more chaotic, Y/N’s heart sank. “Jungkook, I—”
But before she could finish, his manager gently pulled him away. “We have to go.”
In the midst of the crowd, Jungkook turned back to her. “I’ll reach out!” he promised, but Y/N could only watch as he disappeared into the night.
Days turned into an agonizing wait. Y/N found herself pouring her emotions into her art, but the longing for Jungkook gnawed at her. One evening, she received another message from the anonymous account: “Don’t lose hope. Sometimes, things take time.”
Desperation clawed at her heart. “What if he forgets me?” she typed back, her fingers trembling.
“He won’t,” the reply came. “You’re unforgettable.”
But as the weeks passed, doubt crept in. Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling that she was just another fan in a sea of admirers.
One rainy evening, her phone buzzed with a notification. It was a video of Jungkook at a fan meet, laughing and connecting with fans. Her heart sank. “He’s moving on,” she whispered to herself, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“Y/N, don’t!” Minji said, sitting beside her. “You can’t let this crush you.”
“I can’t help it! I thought we had something,” Y/N cried. “But he’s out there living his dream, and I’m here… alone.”
Minji wrapped an arm around her. “It’s okay to feel sad. But remember, you have your own dreams too. So focus on that”
With renewed determination, Y/N decided to channel her emotions into her art. She created a stunning piece titled “Unreachable Stars,” depicting Jungkook surrounded by constellations, symbolizing her longing and admiration.
The next day, she posted it on her fan account, pouring her heart into the caption. “To the stars I can’t touch but will always admire.”
To her surprise, the post gained traction, with fans sharing their own stories of unrequited love and dreams. Among the comments, one stood out: “This is beautiful. Jungkook needs to see this.”
Y/N felt a mix of hope and fear. “What if he doesn’t care?” she mused, but Minji encouraged her to keep dreaming.
Then, one evening, as she was getting ready for bed, her phone buzzed again. This time, it was a direct message from Jungkook’s official account.
“Hey Y/N, I loved your art. It’s inspiring to see how you express your feelings.”
Her heart raced. “Is this really him?” she whispered in disbelief.
“Yes, it’s really me,” the message continued. “I’d love to talk more. Can we meet?”
Y/N’s hands shook as she typed back. “Of course! Where?”
“Let’s meet at the café again. I want to hear more about your art,” Jungkook replied.
The next day felt like an eternity. When she finally arrived at the café, her stomach fluttered with nerves. Would this be another fleeting moment or something more?
When Jungkook walked in, her breath caught in her throat. He looked even more handsome in the daylight, his smile lighting up the room.
“Hey, Y/N!” he greeted, his voice warm and genuine. “I’ve been looking forward to this.”
“Me too!” she replied, her heart racing.
As they settled into conversation, Y/N felt a growing bond. “I loved your piece about the stars,” Jungkook said, leaning forward, his eyes sparkling. “It really resonated with me.”
“I didn’t think you’d actually see it,” Y/N admitted, feeling flustered. “I just wanted to express my feelings.”
“Your feelings matter,” he replied, sincerity in his tone. “It’s brave to share your heart like that.”
They talked for hours, sharing stories and laughter. Y/N felt an electric connection, and for the first time, doubts began to fade. But just as she felt herself opening up, Jungkook’s phone buzzed.
“Sorry, I have to take this,” he said, stepping aside to answer. Y/N’s heart sank as she watched him, a sense of vulnerability creeping in.
When he returned, his expression was serious. “I’m sorry, but I might have to leave soon. There’s an urgent meeting.”
Y/N nodded, forcing a smile. “It’s okay. I understand.”
But as they stood to leave, Jungkook hesitated. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course,” she replied, her heart racing.
“Do you believe in destiny?” he asked, his gaze intense.
“I want to,” Y/N whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Then maybe we’re meant to find each other, even if it feels like a dream,” he said, his eyes locking onto hers.
Y/N felt a surge of hope, but just as quickly, the moment was interrupted again. Fans outside began to gather, calling out for Jungkook.
“I have to go,” he said, regret washing over his features. “But I’ll reach out again, I promise.”
As he left, Y/N felt a mix of exhilaration and sadness. The connection was real, but the world around them felt unforgiving.
Days turned into an agonizing wait again. Just when she felt hope slipping away, Y/N received another message from Jungkook. “Let’s meet again soon. I want to take you somewhere special.”
Her heart soared. “Where?”
“It’s a surprise. Trust me,” he replied.
When the day finally arrived, Y/N dressed with care, her heart fluttering with anticipation. As she arrived at the designated meeting place, a beautiful park filled with blooming cherry blossoms, her breath caught in her throat.
Jungkook was already there, looking effortlessly charming. “You made it!” he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up.
“This place is beautiful,” Y/N said, taking in the scenery.
“I thought you’d like it,” he replied, a soft smile playing on his lips.
They walked through the park, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere filled with warmth. Jungkook shared stories about life on tour, and Y/N opened up about her dreams and struggles.
“Sometimes, it feels like I’m just a dreamer, lost in my own world,” she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability.
“Don’t ever think that,” Jungkook said, his tone serious. “Your dreams are valid, Y/N. You have the power to make them a reality.”
As they sat under the cherry blossoms, Y/N felt a surge of emotions. “I never expected to connect with you like this,” she confessed, her heart racing.
Jungkook turned to her, his expression earnest. “Neither did I. But I’m grateful for it.”
Just then, a gust of wind blew through the trees, scattering petals around them like confetti. Y/N laughed, feeling a sense of magic in the air.
“This is perfect!” she exclaimed, reaching out to catch a petal. “It feels like a scene from a movie.”
Jungkook chuckled, his eyes sparkling. “Maybe we’re living in our own movie.”
As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the park, Y/N felt a deep longing in her heart. “Do you think it’s possible for two people from different worlds to find happiness together?”
“I believe it is,” Jungkook replied, his voice soft. “It takes courage, but it’s worth it.”
They sat in comfortable silence, the weight of their unspoken feelings hanging in the air. Y/N felt a mix of hope and fear, unsure of how to navigate this connection.
But just as she opened her mouth to speak, Jungkook’s phone buzzed again. He sighed, glancing at the screen. “I’m really sorry, but I have to take this. It’s my manager.”
Y/N nodded, feeling a sense of disappointment creeping in. “It’s okay. I understand.”
As he stepped away, she couldn’t help but feel the distance growing between them. When he returned, his expression was serious. “I really have to go now. But let’s do this again soon, okay?”
“Of course,” Y/N replied, forcing a smile despite the ache in her heart.
As he walked away, she felt a mix of longing and frustration. “Why does it always feel like something pulls us apart?” she whispered to herself.
Days turned into months, and Y/N found herself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. She poured her heart into her art, creating pieces that expressed her longing and desire. But the more she created, the more she felt the weight of her dreams.
One evening, she received a message from the anonymous account again. “You’re stronger than you think. Keep believing.”
“Why does it feel like I’m losing him?” Y/N typed back, tears welling in her eyes.
“Love isn’t always easy. But sometimes, it’s worth fighting for,” the reply came.
With renewed determination, Y/N decided to reach out to Jungkook. She poured her heart into a message, expressing her feelings and the struggles she faced. “I just want to know if our connection is real,” she typed, her fingers trembling.
The response came quickly. “I feel the same way. Let’s talk soon. I want to make this work.”
Her heart raced with hope. Could it be possible?
When they finally met again, the air was thick with unspoken tension. “I’ve been thinking a lot about us,” Jungkook said, his expression serious. “I don’t want to lose this connection.”
“Neither do I,” Y/N replied, vulnerability in her voice. “But it’s hard with so much distance.”
“I know,” he said, his tone earnest. “But I want to fight for us. Let’s take it one step at a time.”
As they talked, Y/N felt the weight of their emotions lift slightly. “I just want to feel like I matter,” she admitted, her voice trembling.
“You matter to me,” Jungkook replied, his gaze intense. “You’ve inspired me in ways you can’t imagine.”
In that moment, Y/N felt a spark of hope reignite. “Maybe we can create our own story,” she suggested, a smile breaking through her uncertainty.
“By the way you are coming at our concert arent you?” Jungkook agreed, his eyes shining with determination.
Y/N felt hesitated then she says “Alright I will come”
Jungkook chuckled with surprise gaze “You have to.. Because I’ve a surprise for you”..
Y/N felt confused as she speak “What surprised?”
Jungkook playfully smile as he speak “Surprise is surprise and be patient now bye”
As they walks away hands to hands but Y/N felt a sense of shiver wash over her. Her mind is racing about the surprise as she muttered herself insidely.
What could be the surprise?
Then came the day of the BTS concert, a night filled with excitement and nervous energy. As the lights dimmed and the crowd roared, Jungkook took the stage, his presence electrifying. But this time, he had a special surprise.
“ARMY,” he called out, his voice echoing, “I want to share something special with you all tonight.”
Y/N’s heart raced as he gestured for her to join him on stage. The crowd erupted into cheers, and she felt a rush of emotions as she stepped into the spotlight, surrounded by millions of fans.
Y/N,” Jungkook said, looking deep into her eyes, his voice steady yet filled with emotion, “you’ve been my inspiration, and I want everyone here to know how much you mean to me. I love you… can you be my Apobangpo?”
The crowd fell silent in anticipation, and then erupted into cheers as the members of BTS rallied behind him, their smiles wide, encouraging him onward.
“Go for it, Jungkookie!” Jin shouted, clapping his hands, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Yeah, show her how you feel!” Jimin added, bouncing on his feet, unable to contain his joy.
Jungkook took a step closer, his heart racing, and leaned in, kissing Y/N gently. It was a soft yet electric moment, filled with love and joy. The audience roared, chanting their names in unison, “Jungkook! Y/N! Jungkook! Y/N!”
As they pulled away, Y/N felt a wave of happiness wash over her. “Did that really just happen?” she breathed, her eyes sparkling with disbelief.
Jungkook chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “It did! And I meant every word. You light up my life, Y/N. I can’t imagine doing this without you.”
“You’re both so adorable!” V teased, giving a thumbs up. “This is like a movie scene!”
Y/N’s heart swelled. “I feel the same way, Jungkook. You’ve always been my dream come true. Together, we can take on anything!”
“Always together,” he echoed, his gaze unwavering. “No matter what comes our way, we’ll face it side by side.”
“Let’s go, lovebirds!” RM called out, grinning widely. “Show us what you’ve got!”
The crowd continued to cheer, but in that moment, it felt like they were the only two people in the world. Jungkook turned to the audience, his voice strong and clear. “Thank you, ARMY, for supporting us. Your love means everything!”
The fans waved their lightsticks in a sea of colors, chanting, “We love you!”
Y/N turned back to Jungkook, her heart racing. “Let’s make this night unforgettable!”
“Let’s!” he replied, a playful grin spreading across his face. “How about we dance?”
“Right here? Right now?” she asked, excitement bubbling within her.
“Yes! With all our ARMY watching, let’s show them what love looks like!” Jungkook took her hand, leading her to the center of the stage.
“Come on, guys! Join us!” J-Hope shouted, quickly jumping in with his signature moves.
“Yeah, let’s all dance!” Suga chimed in, laughing as he and Jimin followed suit.
Together, they began to dance, the music swelling around them, their movements synchronized and full of joy. The rhythm pulsed through the crowd, who were all on their feet, cheering and singing along.
As they twirled and laughed, the world around them faded, and all that mattered was the connection they shared. The night glowed with the colors of their dreams, a beautiful melody that would echo in their hearts forever.
“Forever entwined,” they whispered, knowing they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand, surrounded by love and support from the ARMY. And in that moment, with the fireworks above and the warmth of their love enveloping them, they knew this was just the beginning of their beautiful journey together.
