Today was the day that a band called Bad Drugs was going to play their third show on a stage full of people, and their first show in Seoul. You, who were a big fan of this band, were clearly going to go, you spent the entire month borrowing money and saving it, since you didn't know when the next show would be.

In fact, this band was just a small group that came out of nowhere. They were from a garage at home that grew into clubs and shows. Originally, they only performed at clubs and gay bars, but one day someone spread the word and they exploded. The band had four members, two guitarists, a drummer and one vocalist. You had a crush on one of the guitarists.

Kim Minji, the main guitarist. She was the most famous member of the group, because she was hot, charismatic, mysterious and sometimes a little silly, and of course, also because she was very good at what she does. From the day you laid eyes on the band, you knew Minji would be your favorite.

You were in the front row of VIP seats at the show, it was only a few dollars more expensive, and you didn't miss the opportunity to buy it. The show was about to start and people were already bumping into each other, sweating and screaming. The group was at the show just testing the instruments.

For a moment, you feel dizzy with excitement, and for a few seconds, your eyes meet Minji's, you feel dying of excitement, you look at each other for a moment until the band's vocalist screams.

"Are you guys ready?!" Everyone screams, and your ears burn a little, but there is nothing to do. The music and sound started, and you were enjoying it, but still with your eyes glued to Minji.

After a while of music, a break begins, people were going out to get a drink, eat something or go to the bathroom. You had stayed there, but suddenly you felt a presence and when you looked back—

Minji in front of you, with a glass of beer in her hand and a smug smile. She seemed to be hiding from the other fans.