The day I received the curse

"So why do you like BTS?" Hina asked me while I tried to pick a shirt that was not dark colored.

I didn't know why but I had the sudden urge to start dressing in colorful outfits lately. The middle school me hated pink, but now I was digging it. It was actually weird.

"I could give you hours of explanation, but I'd rather not," I sighed, my hands busily rummaging through tons of clothes that were hanging together.

Hina shuffled next to me and pulled out a pastel pink blouse from the pile I was searching through. "I would rather not listen to that either since you practically talk about them every single day," the blonde haired girl said as she held the blouse in front of me and a small smile danced on her lips. "This one is cute and it also suits you".

It was cute. I was amazed by how she just whipped it out in seconds while I spent hours trying to find something half as good as that.

"As expected of a fashionista," I giggled and walked to the changing room.

"Guys?" Irina called out as she ran over to Hina holding two clutch bags that were almost the same as each other. "Can you help me choose between these? I've been trying to pick one for the past ten minutes and I still can't."

Hina furrowed her eyebrows at the red haired girl. "What's the difference?" she let out after inspecting each one.

Irina huffed, "My dude, this one has moon decoration while this one has sun decoration. They are both the same design and color though," while pushing them onto Hina's face to show her the emblems up close. She had to put her hand over her cheeks to prevent Irina from hitting her face.

"Just choose the sun then, you said something about your bias being the literal sun or whatever." Hina pushed the clutches away from her.

Irina thought for a while, looking at the clutches and laughed, "Oh yeah, why didn't I think of that?"

Hina looked at her and shook her head. "Is he your bias or my bias?"

Irina chuckled. "Seriously though, when are you going to join the fandom? You know almost everything about them." She wiggled her eyebrows. "If you ask me some stupid questions like why I love BTS again, I will not be letting you stay at my home for sleepovers, girl," she stated tiredly which made Hina snort.

"I already told you and Y/N. I'm busy with my modeling stuff that I have only little time for my schoolwork. When I get more free time, I promise I will start fangirling with you two." She smiled at her, the latter returning the gesture. "Those questions are for keeping you two away from pestering me to stan them, you know. But, I have my eyes on Jimin already, just so you know." She winked, causing the other to gawk at her.

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We all arrived at Irina's house for a sleepover and her mother welcomed us. "Welcome girls," she greeted.

"Hi, mom," gushed the three of us at the same time and she chuckled.

"Go wash your hands and have your dinner before it gets cold, okay?" She smiled warmly. We all nodded and went inside.

After eating dinner, we gathered in Irina's room and made our beds early just so we can laze around until we get knocked out.

"So, are y'all excited for BTS' comeback?" I asked them eagerly after making myself comfortable in Irina's bed.

"HELL YEAH! I just pre-ordered their new album. We better be prepared, our weaves are gonna be freaking snatched," she exclaimed way too enthusiastically, jumping on her bed. I couldn't help but laugh at how funny she acted out the weave-snatching part.

"I want to order their albums too, but too bad I can't do that. I'm just going to see your album when it comes. And Irina, you don't have a wig," I chuckled at her.

"It was a figure of speech," she said as she flipped her hair sassily which made me chuckle once again.

"This might be the first comeback I'll be witnessing, to be honest." Hina sat next me hugging a pillow. "My schedule has been clearing up a bit lately, so I might become an ARMY before the comeback." She smiled, showing her dimples.

Irina only screamed and hugged her with so much force that they fell on the floor laughing like idiots. I giggled at them goofing around.

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My phone suddenly rang while we were having a heated discussion about our biases and what their new hair colors would be like. I checked the caller ID and it was my mom calling. With no thoughts, I instantly took it and became very dismayed hearing what she said to me afterwards.

She told me to get back home quickly since my aunt came so suddenly and was going back to Canada early in the morning tomorrow. I had to go back home since I loved spending time with my aunt even though she comes only once every blue moon. This fact only pushed me more to go meet her. So, I left Irina's house after telling them about the situation much to their disappointment, and arrived back home.

"Aunt!" I called out as soon as I stepped inside. It smelled like cinnamon coupled with maple syrup inside, making me eager to see what she brought me this time.

She chuckled along with my mom. "Y/N, have you been well? It has been almost a year since I last saw you," she said before enveloping me in a tight hug.

"Good." Her familiar sweet perfume was tickling my nostrils, easing my mind. "Are you still going on adventures? Mom said you're going back to Canada, so I take it you're settling down now?" I broke the hug and sat down on the couch along with her.

"Settling down? Of course not. Nothing can stop me from leaving my footprints in every country in this world," she said matter-of-fact, causing us to giggle. "I'm only taking some time off".

After a while, my dad and brother arrived home, and we had endless conversations about aunt's travels, our home life, mom and dad's work, and brother and I's school that it was already past 2 am.

I was getting ready for bed when aunt came into my room. "So, how's Bangtan?" She asked me curiously before sitting on the chair next to the bed.

I laughed at her sudden question. "They're actually having a comeback soon and my sleeping schedule might get ruined then".

She clicked her tongue, "Y/N, you know that's bad for you. Sleep is really important, you know".

I pouted. "But it's a new album and I feel like it's going to be legendary".

She sighed but nodded understandingly. "I know and I think so, too, but you shouldn't sacrifice your sleep for it. Remember Pied Piper?" She raised her eyebrow.

I laughed out loud. "Yeah. I understand".

I loved talking to her about Bangtan. She became a fan after I showed her one of their music videos a few years ago. Her bias was Jungkook. She would say he's a really adorable and soft-hearted young man and that I should marry someone like him. I would brush off that statement saying that I will marry someone like my bias instead.

Although my family knew about Bangtan, they sort of disapproved my "obsession" with them. Perhaps I fangirl too much at home that they've started getting annoyed by me talking about them all the time. I kind of felt bad but yolo yolo yah.

"You know I've been interested in antiques lately, right?" She pulled out a small wooden box with a kaleidoscopic pattern on top of it. She opened it to display one golden teardrop earring with a green gem engraved on it. It was unlike any gem I had ever seen before. It looked beautiful even though it seemed ancient.

She took it out and put it in my ear. "I was window shopping through antique stores in Europe when this suddenly caught my eyes," she said as she admired the tiny item that was now hanging on my left ear. "I imagined you wearing it when I bought it, so consider this as my gift souvenir for you. It looks really pretty on you, too."

I held it between my fingers while looking at my reflection on the dressing mirror. "Oh my gosh, thank you, it's beautiful," I beamed. I looked like an ancient princess. "But, why is it only one piece?"

"Oh, there was only one piece being sold at that store," she stuttered while walking to the door. I only nodded, too mesmerized by the glistening item.

"Okay now sleep. You have school tomorrow, right? I'll be gone before you even wake up, so you better hug me right now," she insisted, laughing a bit. I quickly ran over to her, gave her a hug, and bid her goodbye.

I was too exhausted to even check social media that I just dropped my body on my bed and went off to dreamland.

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