I'm finally here! I finished group therapy and school is getting better. I am still struggling. But I didn't wanna keep everyone waiting. So, here is the first FF.
You:
You are up early this morning, to catch your flight to the Philippines. You are going to visit a friend there. Her name is Salma and you are going to stay for a week. Her being her, she got you a “gift”, as she likes to call it. And her still being her, she wouldn’t tell you what the “gift” was. You grabbed your things and headed straight to the airport and checked in. In a few hours I will be in a new country, seeing new things, and being happy. I hope.
And as it was, you were, in a few hours, in a new country and seeing new things. At the airport in the Philippines, you search high and low for Salma. You finally spot her with a huge ass sign saying, “Welcome to the Philippines, Y/n!” in Korean. She speaks Korean, English, and Filipino. You laugh and run to her. You two embrace and laugh. “Come on, Y/n, the gift is not gonna wait.” She says.
You are, again, cast into a field of wonder. I wonder what could be the gift. You and Salma rush to the front of the airport and finally are out in the parking lot. You feel the wind of a new country and you smile. No more old things to look at. There are news things waiting ahead for me, in this country. New things for me to learn and see. You get into Salma's car and she drives semi-fast to what you guess is the “gift”.
When she pulls into another parking lot, filled with people, you become confused. Salma jumps out of the car, not waiting for you. You scramble after her. “Salma, where are we? What’re we doing?” You ask. She smirks and looks at you from the corner of her eye. She holds up what looks like two pieces of paper, until you look closer and see that they are tickets. “Salma! You did not!” You yell.
“I did too,” She says. “You’re kidding me!” You say. She shakes her head and hands you the tickets. “Stray Kids concert tickets! Salma, oh, my gosh!” You say. She smiles. You pull her into a hug and you guys walk into the concert. She brought me a concert. Amazing, you think. You guys walk to where you are supposed to be in the crowd, second row to the front.
When the concert starts, you scream. “Salma~!” You scream. “Y/n~!” She screams back. You guys sing and dance to the songs. You’re having fun when Jisung yells. “Ayyy~!” He yells and you look up and in time to see him throw his microphone into the crowd. You watch it, and watch it, until it falls into your hands.
When it falls in your hands, you stare at it. Then you get what he wanted. You start rapping his part to ‘MIROH’. His eyes watch you as you do. When you finish, you run to the front of the stage and hand him his microphone back. He looks down at you. “What is your name?” He asks. “I am Y/n,” You say. He looks at you meaningfully and the crowd over powers. His eyes follow you as you move back to Salma.
“Oh~! Looks like you’ve got a celebrity falling for you!” She says. “Shhh!” You say. She laughs and you guys start to dance again. You smile to yourself. You have fun with Salma, your closest friend.
After the concert, you two are walking out of the building when you and Salma are stopped by security. “What’s going on?” You ask, confused as the same with Salma. You grab her hand for moral support. “Don’t be scared,” She mumbles to you. You nod. “You stole something of mine.” A voice says behind you.
Huh? You and Salma turn slowly to see Jisung from Stray Kids. “Me? I stole something from you?” You say. “Yes,” He says. “What was that?” You say. “Maybe it was my shoe. Perhaps it was my earring. But since you were not that close to me, I will say that you stole my heart, pretty lady.” He says.
You stare at him in astonishment. “I did?” You ask. You look over to Salma who is smiling...sort of. “You did. What is your language? May I ask?” He asks. “I speak Korean and English.”You say. What is wrong with Salma..? Is she sad?
Jisung takes your hand and puts a piece of paper into it. “I am leaving tomorrow. Promise me you’ll call?” He says. You nod. He walks away slowly. You watch his back as he leaves.
Outside, you follow Salma to her car. While she drives, she says nothing, so you don’t either. You cannot tell if she is mad or sad, even though you should. But you’ve never seen her like this. Maybe she is hurt from something I have never seen her be hurt for. Maybe it’s something she has never told me about. But if that’s why...then what is she not telling me?
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