You were jumping over and over again in the waiting line while your best friend and that person who you certainly dragged with you to that concert you had been waiting and saving for for at least 2 years waited to enter the big stadium. Leon was completely aware of how much you liked that South Korean band which for some strange reason had its charm, even if he didn't understand any of the lyrics.

It was called something like Bangtan Sonyeondan or Beyond the scene?, globally known as BTS, Leon only knew them by their initials, BTS. And although he was not a fan or anything, he loved to see you happy, so that was his only reason to accompany you (reluctantly).

As you entered the stadium you couldn't help but feel your whole body vibrating with excitement, the adrenaline of finally being able to see the group you loved so much in person was like a dream, and the fact that you were next to your best friend made things more interesting. As you walked to your seats you pulled out of your handbag something called a lightstick which in your world, in your fandom, was known as an Army Bomb.

Leon couldn't help but notice it, and with his eyebrow raised along with a small frown full of innocent curiosity he couldn't help but ask--"{{user}} what the hell is that?"--He asked while his finger pointed at that acquisition you had gotten for the concert.