Falling For The Idol

The mistake I made was coming to this place at 6pm, cause now I can't for the life of me finding a suitable parking spot.

Almost all the parking spot of the stadium was taken, and there was no underground parking space. I have been roaming around the vicinity looking for where I could just drop my car off, for fifteen minutes and I was starting to loose my shit.

Then suddenly I saw a parking spot, almost like an oasis in the middle of the desert. I was quick to park, it was a very long walk to the stadium, and I wasn't known for working on my cardio anyways.

There was a long line, when I mean long line, I mean really long line. I just knew that my knees would be crying at me in the next couple of minutes. But the line was moving quite fast, so I guess it wouldn't take long before it got to my turn.

As stand in line waiting, I felt someone tap my shoulders. Turning around I saw a pretty girl, probably in her early twenties or so, with her hair dyed pink and packed into two pigtails, wearing a black mini skirt, a whit crop top, and boots to match.

She was holding the light stick and a huge smile was evident on her face. She waved a hello at me and waved back at her.

"You are super pretty." She said. Then she reached out for the hem of my dress, "I like your dress."

"Thank you," was all I could say and then turn around thinking that the conversation was over. However it was not.

"So who is your bias?" She asked with a head tilt, she looks absolutely adorable that I had the urge to put her in my picked and leave her there for all eternity.

"Tae-Won," I said from the top of my head, cause to be honest I don't think I even have a bias. All of them are so special to me and they are super cool, but Tae-Won was the one that I first saw so I guess calling him my bias was ok.

"Girl same, he is so hot." She gushed and I couldn't help but agree with what she said. He is hot, and beautiful, and charming, it's like he has put some sort of spell on me since the first day I met him.

"Like, he is super charismatic, amazing vocals, amazing song writing skills, also equally amazing dance skills as well." She looked at my hands, searching for something missing. Then she looked me dead in the eye and asked, "Where is your light stick?"

"Oh, that. Well I just joined the fandom recently and I have been busy, so I didn't have time to buy any merchandise."

"Well, lucky for you I have spare in my bag." She out her hand in her bag, searching for it, she then brought it and handed it to me. "Are you sure that I should have this?" I was hesitant to take the light stick.

"Please, I have nobody using it anyways, it's just laying about in my house." I stretched forth my hand and then took the light stick.

It looked really pretty in reality, the globe sphere had the initials SN written in italics in it, and the black handle was firm at the same time soft. I clicked on the red button and the initials lit up, I couldn't help but stare in awe.

Anna, you are a grown woman. Why in the world are you fascinated by a glowing light stick? But who wouldn't be fascinated by a glowing light stick, especially one from your favorite boy group.

"Thank you, thank you very much." I said, really grateful that a random stranger gave me her light stick just because I didn't have one. I have heard people talk about how amazing the fandom is, so amazing that they would quite literally even clean up the stadiums and do community work in honor of this big group.

This boy group that changed so many lives, pull people out of depression. This boy group that many people tend to misunderstand.

"It's no biggie." She said shrugging her shoulders, but it was a biggie for me. I couldn't even know how to repay her.

It was suddenly my turn and I brought out my ticket and the security observed it and then gave me the go ahead, doing the same thing for the girl who I didn't know her name.

As we walked into the stadium, she turn to look at me, "we both have the same sitting arrangement. I know where the VIP section is, follow me."

As we walked towards a small door that had staircase in it, I finally decided to ask her what her name was.

"Rachael." Was all she said as we continued on, we finally got to the VIP section that was just basically the best seats in the house.

You could see the stage clearly and how it was set. I did a low whistle as I went and rest on the barricade and looked down at the crowd below.

The stadium was already getting filled up and I was starting get excited. I had to stop myself, I am a grown woman that was turning 30 this year. It's even weirder that the oldest of the group is almost the same age as me, why am I even stanning a group that I am older than.

Then suddenly I was hit with this dumb sense of guilt, that I was crushing on a boy that I was 4 years older than. That boy should be my junior brother, I have no right to be gushing over a boy that young.

I felt Rachael standing next to me, I turn to look at her. "What about you? What's your name."

"Anna," I said.

"I have a sister named Anna, she is married and have three kids."

"That's nice."

"She's about 30 or so."

My face fell as soon as I heard the number 30. I looked forward at the stage in front of me.

The realization that I shouldn't even be here hitting me harder than usual.