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You woke up with your eyes wide opened. The second you woke up, all of your thoughts and experiences from yesterday filled your mind immediately. you were wide awake in less than 5 seconds. You saw it was dark outside, but since the summer hadn't ended yet, it should still be night. You knew that you probably wouldn't be able to get any sleep for the rest of the night, so you just went to the toilet and when you came back, you grabbed your phone, it was only 5 AM... *sigh* And beside all the twitter and YouTube notifications, you saw a notification regarding the #WINGS project. This time, it was J-Hope's part. It was named mama, and the first things you noticed were the painting, wings and the fact that at the end, J-Hope looked exactly like the painting shown in the earlier released parts... It was kind of weird, just like the other videos. After watching the video and reading the comments underneath it, you decided to put on some lights and read a book. You really, really tried to not look at your phone all the time, but after twenty minutes or so, you gave in and looked at your YouTube video. It had more than 150.000 views! You were just blown away. Never had you thought you would reach this, that people liked to see you dancing and even thought you were good at it.
Breakfast was weird, you were still a bit speechless by all the popularity and love you had received. Your parents understood and seemed to just let you be for a while. You had to go back to school today and totally didn't want to go. Now it was so tempting to dance even more and work some more on editing and stuff. But you knew you had to go, otherwise your friends would be worried sick, and you'd have to do all of the homework without explanations from you teachers which probably wasn't a great idea. You decided to put on simple jeans and another baggy T-shirt with BTS's logo on it. You tied your hair up so it wouldn't get in your way while taking notes and looking at your books. Before heading out, you posted a thank-you-message on YouTube and twitter and hoped furiously BTS would see it, even though that chance was minimal, you wouldn't feel down!
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At school, it seemed like the news had reached your friends, and even some people who weren't supposed to know about your YouTube channel came up to you, to give you compliments, congratulate you, or just to say they thought it was awesome how you had the guts to upload those vids. The first class of today was math, you were quite good at it and your grades were often some of the best of the class, but today, you just couldn't concentrate. Every time your thoughts would just rift down to the video, BTS, and in the end, always to Namjoon again and again. Today was his birthday, and seeing all those pictures of him being so happy, it made you happy too. There was a video of Namjoon being reeeaaallyyy happy with a Ryan toy he got from the other boys. He was screaming and jumping and being all hyped. It made you tear up a little. You were always so proud of him and while it made you so happy, you were also a bit jealous of the people who would get to spend this special day with him...
They got me a Ryan toy! I was soooo happy with it! Sometimes I'm really a child, but I couldn't help myself from screaming and jumping. I didn't nice they were filming though, but before I knew it, they posted it and as far as I could conclude, people were happy to see me happy and I was thankful for that. People would often ask for the other boys when I was streaming or call me ugly. It's hurt me more than I would like to admit. But today I was with these kind boys and I hugged them all and said thank you, they even got a cake for me! I'm so blessed I get to spend my birthday with these amazing, talented people. I wish I could do more for them than I already do, but then I probably wouldn't even have time to sleep anymore. Speaking of sleeping...
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When I woke up this morning, it took some time for me to get my body fully functioning, the training really took toll on me. I shook it off and went to the bathroom because I had to pee and needed some cold water in my face. It was refreshing and with a little shock, I got back to reality. It was my birthday! I got excited immediately because the boys would always do whatever they could to surprise the others on their birthdays and to have fun. I'd always be proud to see them do those things, sometimes I really felt like a dad for them (I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing though...) When I got back to Jungkook's and my dorm, he was still asleep. I got my phone and before turning it on, I realised how I felt last night and when I thought back, my idea got also back. I just needed to convince Bighit and the boys of it... But if it worked, it would definitely be worth it! When I opened my twitter I saw that the girl from yesterday had posted a thank-you-letter on twitter and YouTube to whoever was the one behind our twitter who reposted it. Judging from her words, she appeared to be a nice, unassuming girl. She didn't even realise half how talented she was. If only I could convince her...
This couldn't be true! You just indirectly had contact with someone from BTS! No, Impossible. It was lunch break at school and before you knew it, another scream had escaped your mouth. People were looking at you, but you didn't care. This was by far more important than all of the bullshit that was happening around you. Someone from BTS had sent you a pm. Your friends asked what they sent you and when you stopped screaming you read it out loud:
"Dear y/n,
I can't tell you exactly who I am, what I can tell you is that I'm one of the seven members of BTS. Today is quite a busy day because of Namjoon's birthday, but I wanted to at least send you this. I was totally amazed by your amazing dance video. You've got some crazy amount of talent and energy! I'm almost jealous ;) Thank you very, very much for being an ARMY and always supporting us, we really appreciate it and your dance video showed us your passion more than any words could. Perhaps we could meet sometime, even though you're far away, I'm sure we will meet sooner than you think!
Much love,
BTS"
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