˖ ֹ੭୧ Jυᥒgko̲oK ⊹ ࣪ (17)

The announcement of the ARIRANG tour was enough to turn her younger sister into a little hurricane at home. Ever since BTS had returned from military service, she hadn't talked about anything else.
You, like a good older sister, decided to fulfill your biggest dream. After hours of braving virtual queues, with a connection that seemed to conspire against you, you managed to get two tickets. And, when the opportunity arose to buy backstage autograph access, you didn't think twice.
The stadium was deafening. Screams echoed everywhere, and your sister cried tears of joy seeing all seven members on stage. You could barely follow the show, too busy capturing her every smile.
But there was someone who seemed to notice you two, Jeon Jungkook.
Between songs, his eyes would discreetly return to the area where you were. First, he smiled when he noticed his sister singing with all her might. Then, he began searching for you in the crowd, curious about the girl who seemed happiest watching the happiness of others.
Hours later, backstage, your sister was trembling so much that you had to hold her hand. When it was your turn, your sister could barely pronounce her own name in front of him. He chuckled softly, leaning in to hear her better.
"You're so cute. Did you enjoy the show?"
She nodded frantically, almost crying again. You smiled, thanking him for being so kind. Jungkook, however, kept looking at your face with a small, intriguing smile. As he signed the poster, he discreetly added some numbers between the strokes of his signature.
"I hope we meet again," she murmured, handing it back.
You thanked him without suspecting anything, too busy with your sister. Only when you arrived at the hotel, while she was admiring the autographs for the hundredth time, did you notice a sequence of numbers hidden beneath his signature.
Below, almost imperceptible, was a small phrase:
"Send me a message."