Hi! I guess some a lot of you might want to kill me because I haven’t been updating since forever, and I’m really really really sorry for that.
I’ve been very busy, and that’s not an excuse ‘cause of course a lot of people is busy but can manage a scenario blog at the same time. It’s just that I’ve been having writers block for a long time, and because English isn’t my first language, I kind of feel like something’s missing on my way of writing, and I can’t really find what. I don’t want to post scenarios I don’t feel like are worth reading, and every time I kind of write something, I end up going back to a published scenario and get mad at myself because I don’t even like what I’ve been writing.
I want to have a fresh start in another blog, and this time it’ll be very limited of who am I writing of, but I can’t start something when I have this unfinished.
I’m going to upload all the pending scenarios, I don’t know when will that be, but I HAVE TO finish them. I promised to you guys that I’ll be writing them, and now its a thing of pride so, I must finish that.
I doubt anyone has been checking my blog, but if anyone remembers it exists and its reading this, thank you.
btw here’s the masterlist for those who want to read the scenarios on their mobile.
Wedding date
I loved you first
What the hair doesn’t say
What if…?
Lay
Biggest fan
Baekhyun
Give me just a moment
Let’s not cheat each other
Saranghe
Don’t cry
Let’s be realistic
Kai
Be the light
Into his arms
Love you can’t deny
Why fighting?
Not a variety love Part I | Part II
The secret that lies between us
Another one, please?Nothing
OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……
WHAT THE FUCK Is THIS MAGIC!??!?!?! Im trying this again IM NOT BSing hahahaha thats actually pretty cool xD
DO NOT!!! SCROLL PAST!!! THIS!! REALLY!! WORKS!!
i didnt really believe in things like these but when i saw it on my dash i thought, well, why not, ive really been needing money for the new game i want to buy anyway. and i hit reblog. the next day my mom gave me $100 in CASH and when i asked her why she said that she just felt like increasing my allowance!!i dont know if shes going to keep on giving me $100 allowance so im reblogging again just to make sure
“What if you and Bobby oppa meet?”
The girl looked at her friend, annoyed. “Of course that won’t happen, why you keep asking?” She said, turning her eyes to the screen of her laptop where a live presentation of Bobby was playing. Those questions of ‘what if’ were never of her taste.
“Remember Hyojin, from our Math class? She constantly talked about how unlucky she was, how she never got to meet WINNER even though she tried a few times to get into the fansigns.“ Said her friend, and continued when ___ gave her an uninterested nod. “But just yesterday, she ran into Song Minho in the pharmacy. Tell me, what are the odds that you break your back to achieve something that you really desire to never get it, and then, it happens; in the most random way.”
She didn’t stop looking at the screen, trying to hide the jealousy on her face.
“Believe me, it could happen to you too.”
___ frowned, clicking another video of Bobby before answering and changing the topic afterwards. “I’m too unlucky for that.”
The red clock from the shop before her showed the exact hour, making her frown for a second time. 3:24 AM. It wasn’t really late though, considering she sometimes studied until her phone alarmed her it was 5AM and she had classes a few hours later.The good thing was that tomorrow –or today– is Saturday, the only day of her week where she could do anything she wanted away from her homework, it was the only day she could give herself that little reward after the whole week focusing on her studies. Most of the times, she spent it asleep for the whole afternoon, and others, she would go out and hang out with her old friends, but this time, she was doing none of them. This time, she was going to spend her Saturday on a whole different thing.
The mere thought of that made her smile, taking out her phone and scrolling into her photo album until she found the picture she was looking for. It was the photo of her concert ticket, but it wasn’t any ticket. It was iKON’s first concert ticket. She remembered the night she found out about the concert, how she made her roommate wake up because she couldn’t celebrate in silence; and she also remembered how much it took her to even get a ticket for the concert.
Because of her mom’s nag about how she needed to take care of her money, she could afford the most expensive one; and because she never missed any class, she had the green light from all her teachers to be absent for a day and have the chance to wait in line hours before the pre-sale of her tickets.
She hid her phone on her sweatpants before checking out the ramen. She wasn’t a fan of it, but right now, it was all she wanted to eat.
There was only one reason why she was so into iKON. Kim Jiwon, or better known as Bobby. She had gone to the WIN final battle just to keep company to her friend –a big fan of Team B–, ignoring the whole thing or the bunch of guys on the stage. The songs were good, but she was more thrilled about the fact that there was a few Big Bang members a few meters away from her.
She didn’t turn around to look at the stage until her friend punched her on the arm, screaming cheerfully ‘Look, Bobby oppa!’ She had listened that name a few times from all those times her friend called her excited about the last WIN episode, but she never recalled who Bobby actually was. She turned around annoyed, expecting this Bobby guy to be jumping on the stage with the rhythm of the song, but little did she know that he was in front of them, leaning down with the microphone on his hand. He was too close, just two or three girls away from her, but still, she felt the hot stare he gave her from up there.
He approached the mic to his mouth, starting to rap with the beat, and it was so surreal to have him so close and hear his voice so loud in the entire place, mixed with the girly screams around it. But somehow, she felt they were the only people there, as if the screams didn’t matter and the fact that he was an idol didn’t matter. She normally doesn’t get along with people after a few days of chatting, but it only took her 10 seconds to feel close to Bobby, as if she knew how good of a person he was and this things didn’t sound like a crazy fangirl thing.
And here she was, a few years later, giggling stupidly with the mere thought of Bobby’s smile.
She gave her ramen a first bite and a big gulp to the soup, too immersed into her midnight snack to hear the entrance door being opened. She heard the footsteps though, but she thought it was Taegyu, the employee, coming back and actually doing something rather than smoke outside.
“Aish!” The strange voice made her turn around to the unknown boy that was hiding himself under a black hoodie in the chips aisle. She could only see the top of his head, moving around in search for something.
She ignored his existence though, thinking it was most probably the trainee that always came from the dance room across the street. She managed to bump into him at least once a week, both of them eating silently in the counter. She never saw his face though, as he always covered himself under a cap with a hoodie over it and a styled mask.
The only thing she knew about this mysterious guy who right now was making a mess by the sound of the things he was moving around, was that he had a gorgeous eye smile like a crescent moon, just like Bobby’s actually. But she was sure it wasn’t Bobby, as YG’s trainee center was thirty minutes away from her dorm and he was always there.She would’ve talked to him but she didn’t have time to fall in love with anyone, she had little time to spent it in her personal life, and she spent it on fangirling over Bobby every time, of course, in a normal and not-at-all-crazy way.
The sound of another cup of ramen greeted her on her right, as the stranger stopped being a stranger as she saw the familiar covered face while he sat besides her. It was a two seconds stare before she went back on her ramen, eating it slowly.
She was the type of person of always being awkward in public places with random people, preferring to be alone. But, strangely, she wasn’t feeling anything awkward in this situation. He was waiting for his ramen to get heated in the same way as she did, and she found it cute that he was whispering some light curses, inpatient to eat.
Her kakao broke the nice and silent atmosphere and she took out her phone to see the messages her friend sent her.
‘Dude, have you seen it?! I’m sure you already did, but freaking school, I completely forgot about it!’
She wondered what her friend was talking about as she clicked the link attached. iKON’s new song ‘Airplane’ started and she almost fell from her chair from the excitement and sudden surprise, but the boy besides her held her, placing his hand on her back. She didn’t have a mirror in front of her, but she was sure her cheeks were red as a tomato, and she apologized bowing down with the song starting in the background.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck” she mumbled, trying to stop the video when the gorgeous boy besides her talked.
“Oh? Are you into iKON?” He asked, and she noticed the smile because of his eyes like crescent moon. She forgot for a moment what he asked, as she admired him a little bit too much.
“Ehh… yes…?” She wasn’t going to lie, but she didn’t want to say the truth either, in case he mistakes her for a crazy fangirl.
“Really? Who’s your favorite?” The cap under hoodie boy asked, placing his elbow on the counter, completely forgetting about the ramen of his.
“Who’s your favorite?” She asked instead.
The conversation was turning weird, she never would’ve imagined how their first conversation would be, but even if she did, she wouldn’t have come with this. His laugh is like music to her ears, and he takes his hoodie down, maybe starting to feel hot; but never taking off the mask.
“I think Jinhwan oppa.” He answered at last, making her laugh. “I said mine, tell me yours.”
“Jiwon-ah.” It wasn’t until she said it out loud that she noticed it was her first time talking about iKON with someone else outside the fandom or her mom.
“Why so?” He asked, genuinely curious.
“If I tell you, you’ll tag me as a crazy fangirl and you didn’t tell me why is Jinhwan your favorite… and besides, we don’t even know each other!”
“We don’t need to know each other to talk about groups, do we? And Jinhwan is my favorite because his voice is really something else! And he’s the best hyung i have ever ha--”
“What? You know Jinhwan?” The now cap boy slapped himself over his mask as he wasn’t supposed to say that.
“Err.. something like that” He managed to say, turning away to look at his ramen in a sad attempt to avoid the question he knew that was going to come.
“Can I ask how?” She whispered politely.
He turned around amused when he heard the question, actually looking at her this time, and making her blush for a second time; but not leaving his eyes. Eyes that seemed familiar and yet odd, as it’s supposed to be her first time to really look at them.
How is it that he found a way to make her talk as if they knew each other for a while? She was trying to figure that out as she got lost on his eyes. They stood like that for a while, not sure how much, but until Taegyu finally entered the shop, making the two of them look down at their food.
“Don’t you need to pay for that?” She whispered, trying to sound normal.
“Oh, yeah.”
He stood up on his way to pay for it, and she took that as her chance to get away. Now that he wasn’t besides her, she realized how weird everything must’ve seen. How weird she must’ve been. She walked fast towards the entrance, finishing the cold leftovers of her ramen and managing to reach the door until she felt a hand on her shoulder.
“Where’ you goin’? You forgot your pho...” She looked back at him surprised and he took his hand off, as if he looked to eager. “Sorry.” He apologized before she grabbed her cellphone of his hand.
“Who are you?” The conversation they had inside was quite weird, and it was almost 4AM, the whole thing looked suspicious. She was waiting for a serious answer, maybe something cliché like ‘your worst nightmare’ and a knife coming out of his back. But instead, she got a smile, and no knife.
“I’ll tell you after you say why is Bobby your favorite.”
“What’s the need to know about that?”
“You’ll see.”
She thought about it for a moment. Not why did she liked Bobby, but reasons of why she should suspect the crescent moon boy was dangerous. She got nothing but reasons why he was a weirdo.
“I like him because…” He opened his eyes, attentive. “Because he’s my sun.” He was now confused, and she proceed to explain herself before actually looking like crazy. “It’s not that I want him to be my sun, but he is. I used to have lots of bad days because of school, the stress was eating me alive; and after I met him, it was as if the clouds went away. He’s confident on his rap, his lyrics, his presence, he knows what the audience wants and he gives his 110% of himself to his work as an artist. Doesn’t matter what he’s doing, if rapping, dancing, composing songs, writing lyrics or even telling a joke, he manages to do everything perfect. When I see him, all I see is someone shining so bright that it actually brings up my mood. That’s why he’s my favorite.”
She was looking down, waiting for the laugh or the mocke, but once again, crescent moon boy surprised her by pulling her into a hug. His smell didn’t let her process what was happening and his giggles coming right besides her ear only made her forget about the whole thing.
“Thanks” He finally said pulling away and taking off his mask.
She wanted to scream, cry, faint, ask about it or even believe what she was seeing.
“I don’t think you’re a fangirl, but a girl that has a beautiful heart.”
“I do?” She whispered, still in shock, making him laugh.
“You do. Do you have a ticket for our concert?” She nodded. “Perfect. ‘Cause tomorrow I want to shine for you once again.” He dedicated her a smile, and it was ten times better than in a photo. “You live nearby, right? Lemme make you company, it’s too late for you to walk alone.”
She nodded as he took her wrist, leading the way down the street, to the opposite side of where her dorm was. Instead of taking courage to tell him he was going the wrong way, she was thinking about how lucky she was for the first time.
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