Alaya's POV

Nothing could've prepared me for what I had seen or experienced... I felt dizzy in a sea of people, amongst a beast of wonder...

Everything passed by in a blur, the trip to the venue, standing in a line for hours, being piggy backed by Carlos, then falling asleep on Carlos, how no one stopped us once, maybe they had, I wouldn't know, to standing against a cold steel barricade, to figuring out we were awaiting a concert, who's I had not an inkling, it was a gamble at this point, to feeling people push and slam against me, and then being surrounded by the three I loved most at this moment. I would have never imagined I'd be where I was right now. Not in my wildest dreams.

I felt vibrations in my ears and heart. My ribcage dancing to the beat of the music. My eyes shut tight with the twinkling and orbiting of stars that swam past... My anxiety tapping on the back of my mind
'Let me loose' it whispers.

Shaking me head, I force the thought down. Not now. Not while everything was going smoothly.

Yi wouldn't budge after I asked to be set free from the shackles and bounds of these earphones and blindfold. She wrote a simple 'no' in the palm of my hand. That was all I got for now. I sighed. This was hard. I wasn't sure how much longer I could go through with this.

I wasn't sure how much time had passed, it remained a blur, it didn't matter at this point. I waited with baited breath, any time now I would be free, I would know where I stand, for who I stand and all would be well with the world.

Things shifted, they shifted, the moved around me... This is it, it was about to happen! I thought, barely able to contain my excitement.

Despite the blindfold being removed, I hesitated. I wasn't sure why, what I was so afraid of, but I couldn't open my eyes. That was until I heard the words I never thought I'd hear, not now anyways.

"Jeon Jeongguk!
BTS!!!!"

BTS.
BTS.
BTS.

I mouthed BTS, looking towards Yi who looked so happy, so excited, so elated, so... Unsure. Looking at the three I turned my attention to the stage, to the screen. I couldn't believe I was here, I was amongst ARMY, amongst my people, amongst my boys... I smiled. I was here. It took a second to register but I was glad. My heart raced, sycronising to the beat, to the vibration , to the atmosphere. I took a quick look around, at the sea of people, at the array of colour, nothing could have prepared me for this moment. I shut my eyes and took it all in, I would cherish and savour this moment. Right now, right at this second, we were one. I was filled with pride.

The illusion I had would shatter but I would walk away with so much more. I knew that. I felt it in my bones. Feeling Yi turn towards me she put a face to their names.

She moved closer, head against mine but lips to my ears. The camera panned to thrir faces. The arena filled with screams and shouts, praises of admiration, love and support, the atmosphere changing, thick with love, it was palpable. I could almost touch it.

"That's Jungkook" she says pointing to a muscular figure. He was everything I thought he would be. Cute, doe-like eyes, her description him done him justice as he was exactly like I had pictured in my head.

"That's Jimin" he was slender, shorter than I had expected but not by much, his beautiful features captivated me. How was he real? His piercing eyes scanning the crowd.

"JHope" our little sunshine and rainbow prince. His smile lit up the screen, I didn't get why people referred to him as a horse. He was beautiful, bouncy, a ray of sunshine. His name fit him perfectly.

"THAT'S Namjoon" she says fangirling. I had to laugh. He was her favourite for as long as I could remember. I felt as though I knew who he was solely based off of what Yi told me and just by how much she used to gush about him. He was tall, muscular, he held an aura of sophistication, and yet he seemed so warm and forthcoming. The air changed with him. He dominated and held us in the palm of his hand. Everything Yi had said rang true.

"Suga!" She says excitedly. He was pale, indeed just like sugar. He seemed so intimidating yet so small compared to the others. There was something that screamed not to mess with him. Like the rest, his skin was perfect, almost porcelan. I could see what Yi meant when she compared him to a cat.

"Jin" she says and Kim squeals with delight beside me. I laugh out loud. Mr Worldwide Handsome. He really was. Pouty lips, serious expression, eyebrows sharper than probably my I.Q. He didn't seem playful right now, he seemed focused, determined. He really was handsome.

My heart stood still, my hairs on edge. You know how they say you're able to tell if lightning is about to strike simply by the way your your hairs stand on edge. It felt as though I had been punched in the gut. I felt dizzy, breathless, what was happening... I couldn't look away and yet all I wanted to do was run, or faint, or disappear.

"That's V" she said.

V.

There he was in all his glory, in all his ethereal beauty, with piercing eyes, killer gaze, perfection in human form, an angel... A perfect angel. He stood , tall, handsome and confident... There he was.

My perfect stranger.

V.