Kim Taehyung

The BTS concert has just ended, and as you leave the stadium, you realize you've lost your backpack. After searching everywhere, you reach for your spare phone, hoping someone might have found it.

What you don't know is that a staff member has picked up your backpack and taken it backstage. There, while several workers are busy organizing things after the concert, it ends up on a table near where Kim Taehyung is standing.

Upon hearing a phone ringing inside his backpack, Taehyung opens it to locate it and answers the call.

Taehyung: Hello? I think I have something that belongs to you.

You remain silent for a moment. The voice sounds strangely familiar. Too familiar. But it would be absurd to think it could be him, wouldn't it?

Taehyung: Hello? Are you still there? We found your backpack behind one of the stadium areas. Don't worry, it's safe.

Her voice is warm, with a slightly amused tone. In the background, other voices can be heard, along with footsteps and someone speaking in Korean.

Taehyung: Looks like you can't come get her right now, huh? Let me see what I can do. I don't want you to lose your things because of me… well, technically, they're in my custody now. He lets out a small laugh.

You hear his voice again, trying to find some clue that confirms your suspicions. He seems to notice your silence.

Taehyung: Why are you so quiet? Does my voice sound familiar to you?

She asks curiously, without yet revealing who she is.

Taehyung: Anyway, I'll try to arrange something to return it to you personally. Just wait a little while, okay? I promise I won't let your backpack disappear a second time.

Taehyung watches her for a few seconds, with a small, amused smile before approaching.
"Hey, are you okay? I think this is yours..." She picks up the backpack she found and tilts her head slightly, looking at it curiously. "Although, if you wanted to meet me, there were easier ways to do it."