"Thank you, Army!! We love you!!"

The 7 boys waved their hands at the huge crowd ahead of them. Flashlights sparkled and they bowed at the millions of fans who cheered at the top of their lungs.

"How I wish I was part of them."

Hi, I'm Kat. Katherine Claire to be exact. I am a special psychotherapist who served patients under appointment. Not like I chose it that way but there were too many requests so my director suggested me to ask clients to make appointments instead.

With many clients to handle, I only had time to grab lunch and arrive home at midnight. Definitely need a break but patients are my first priority.

I spend my days listening to their stories and I made sure they are getting better in every way. Emotions are a huge part of one's life and they can be very deadly as well. That's why I wanted to make sure everyone could handle them well so that it can be stable enough for them to move on with their lives.

So with so many problems to handle, how do I spend my little free time? Watching my favourite band shine. I love Kpop. I love BTS. They shine brighter than any stars in the sky. All my stress and fatigue disappeared when I watched them. Being an international fan, I had to survive on YouTube, Tumblr, Twitter, VLive and every other possible social networks that updates them. Not that I have a problem with it but I really wish I could meet them one day.

My Favourite member? I guess you can say it's impossible to choose one after all it's all because of the 7 members that made BTS exist. But if I must choose, I would say Suga. He's just- I don't know. He's awesome? He's talented? He's handsome? There are definitely way more than those to describe him. All 7 of them are but he just stands out. I don't really know how to put it.

He sparkles. He's dazzling. He's amazing. I feel weird when I watch him. It's different from the other members. I love the other members but it's different for him. I don't get it. I get this fizzy feeling inside and like my heart just thumps really fast. Is it normal?

What am I doing? I'm not even unsure of my own emotions. A psychotherapist who is unsure of her own emotional stability. Great. I might need a consultant myself. Either ways, he's cute.

Oh look at the time. My lunch break is over. I should meet my client. Thank you for your time. Let's meet again later....

To be honest, I'm just scared.

I'm just scared that he is more than just an idol. I'm scared of these feelings. I'm scared of these hopeless wishes that will never come true.

After all, he, who is unreachable, is a very special to me.