“Thank you for saving me”, said the girl in the black dress and white shirt while looking at the tall handsome man in front of her, thanking her in return. He was perfection incarnate, a surreal beauty she wished she could stare at forever. Their eyes met, their hands met. Her small hands against his big ones. And just like that, it became the most natural thing in the world. It felt like she had known him her entire life — and yet it was the most special time of her life too. How could a moment be so unreal and so normal at the same time? She had no idea. She was a ball of nerve until that touch, he made the stress go away. The pain too. Complete peace. A few seconds forever frozen in time. Wait. The pain too? She was late to take her pain medication, the very strong kind that people get addicted to (and yet, barely helps her). And because coordination is not her thing, she had also hurt her hip the moment she arrived at the venue because she closed the door of the taxi on herself. Hard. She had a bruise to prove it — a bruise she kind of wished she could keep forever as a reminder that this day was actually real. But at that moment, she wasn’t in pain, she wasn’t this permanently sick person, she was just…alive. And she would have given everything to just stay there to feel that peace forever, the one she has been craving for more than 2 years. But she had to part from him and once she went away, it hit her: that man she spent years dreaming about had just been there, reachable, palpable, real — and she finally felt her heart beating out of her chest, the trembling coming back. “Wait, did it really happen?”, she asked herself confused, as if she had already forgotten everything. It had happened but she couldn’t realize it yet. (She still can’t). Ever since, she has been trying to relive that moment in her mind, feel that contact, chasing that perfect peace of mind and body that it gave her. He felt like a friend. He was a friend. A best friend for the rest of her life — that she hoped to meet again one day because damn, for that girl in the video, to not feel hurt, even for 3 seconds, was the most unimaginable thing ever. PS: She made it home slowly but surely, even without the adrenaline rush that was long gone by then. Hip shattered, spine broken, nerves inflamed. Oh, but MIND COMPLETELY BLOWN AND HEAD IN THE CLOUDS. Thank you, my Jin. 💜

I truly enjoyed Namjooning at the Arte Museum - Arirang edition. ♥️ I’m now going back to Seoul. Tired doesn’t even encompass what I’m feeling at this moment, but I’m leaving Busan with a happy heart and beautiful memories (leaving the less good ones over there!). Thank you, my Seven. See you on my continent next time. For once! 😉

I’ll follow you into the sun… but first, to a few shows in Europe. 🙃

“About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Jimin was an angel-viking-Achilles from Troy-Targaryen warrior king. Second, there was a part of him — and I DID know how dominant that part was (very) — that was a danger for my sanity (it’s the long hair/ponytail combo with that look, face and aura). And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.”

Just like my back, this poor thing didn’t make it… 🥲 PS: To be fair, it fell from my waist to the concrete floor.

This is still available by the way but in Seoul now… If I can’t find a buyer in Seoul this week I will probably have to bring it to France and try to sell it there. Cause yes, I am going to France for a month next Friday. 🥴

And of course… I am supposed to go to the museum tomorrow before my train… I wonder how that will go.

Concert ended at 9:50pm. I’m finally back to my hotel at 00:25am. My hotel that is 20min from the venue by car. I am in so much pain, I can’t think. Follow my insane journey in the quote -retweets. It was wild.

Alone in the street or am I? Thank you Tae to be there in spirit cause I hate this very much.

Okay and another 10 min on foot… 🫠

Second bus… My back and uterus are killing me.

I am in a bus now towards another bus…

Naver failed me on this one. I’m back on a main road with people but still no taxi. I am in so much pain. 😭

No cause I’m doomed. It’s just uphill and downhill non-stop, not a soul around you ne it’s scary.

Oh this is bad.

Oh no. My map led me to a road with no one whatsoever and therefore no traffic, no taxi passing by. I feel like I won’t find one. Jesus. Help.

And the walking until I find a taxi has started… SOS. At this rate, I will make it to my hotel on foot in 1 hour and 30 minutes.

Even though I broke my ARMY bomb. But damn, that 3rd floor view was magical honestly. ✨

This was one of the best concerts of my life. 🥹

The montage at the end killed the room. Bye.