GEUN TOLD ME to dress up today. He picked out my outfit, which he thought the K-pop group would find the most appealing. He has this
in-depth plan that I'll catch one of their attention the most and end up getting married to them, so he can have a famous brother-in-law.

...He really likes this boy group.

I haven't heard any of their music, but I know the basic facts.

1. Their name is ENHYPEN.

2. There's 7 of them.

...And that's the extent of my knowledge :).

I have a closet full of clothes, so I facetimed Geun for him to choose what he wanted me to wear. It ended up being a black turtleneck, which he wanted me to pair with an ankle-length, army green, flowy skirt. Next, I had to wear black high heel boots, and carry a handheld black bag. Lastly, to finish it off, wear one silver chain.

That was it. Geun said I couldn't wear anything else. No more, no less. That monster.

As for my hair and makeup, he said I should straighten my hair and do light makeup. I usually do that so that was fine.

I called Geun the day of the fansign, and he nearly shrieked when he saw me.

"You look so beautiful! Ugh, they're gonna fall in love!! Please remember to read my letters! Show them—"

"Read your letters. Show them a photo of you. Record what they say. I know Geun." I grinned at his excitement. "I got you. You just relax. I'm about to leave the house now."

"Okay...Have fun!!!"

I locked up the apartment and made my way to the train station for a 30 minute ride out to Hanam.

I made it safely to the venue. Its a pretty small building, and inside the auditorium (which we would meet the boys) there were no more than 30 or so people. There are 7 desks on the stage with a glass pane that separate us from the idols. Each desk has a staff members standing by it.

I immediately search for a fire alarm. There were quite a few, so I feel a little bit at ease knowing if a fire breaks out, we'd be notified.

I look around, seeing fans talk amongst themselves excitedly and making new friends as they talk about who their favorite was, which song they played on repeat, and other topics that had to do with ENHYPEN.

I feel soooo out of place.

I take a seat on one of the chairs, placing my bag on my lap and staring at the stage. I open my bag just to make sure I have Geun's letters and a Polaroid of him.

I take out the Polaroid. It's a photo one of the nurses took for us. It was about 7 months ago when Geun was first diagnosed, and he had overcome one of his biggest surgeries to help his disease. I was kissing him on the cheek and he was resisting with a laugh, him sitting in his hospital bed with a gown on and an oxygen tank hooked in his nose. We were celebrating.

I love this photo because it showed my true feelings I had for my little brother. I care for him deeply. And Geun looks adorable in the picture too.

"Oh my god, hi!!"

I look up to see two girls greet me with smiles. "Your outfit is soooo cute!!"

I kind of blink. "Oh...Thank you..."

"Whose your bias?? Mine is Sunoo!!" One girl says happily, like speaking his name gave her joy.

"And mine is Jake!!!"

"...Bias??" What does that even mean??

"Do you not have a favorite?" One of them asks, their face almost mad at me.

"...I dont even know their names...I'm here for my brother."

"...Oh..." They immediately turn around and walk away. I could've sworn I heard one of them whisper, "She seems stuck up. She should be grateful to be in the same room us them!!"

...Alllllrighty.

I mean I'm not bothered by their comment. I'm just being honest. I don't know who the hell these boys are—

Suddenly, everyone in the room starts to scream, cheer, yell, and cry. I look up to see 7 boys jog to the front of the stage with microphones in their hands, waving and smiling.

Oh...They're all kind of good looking. I guess that comes with every K-pop group though, idols are supposed to be attractive.

They bask in the praise for a moment before they all did a weird hand sign, bowed, and said, "Hello, we are ENHYPEN!" Then, they all start to talk about how grateful they were to see us all, blah blah—I kind of spaced out. I don't remember what they said.

The time came where the staff had the first row of fans go. One at a time, they would go down the line and talk with each idol for 5 minutes. After their 5 minutes was up, they had to move onto the next idol. I am in the 3rd row, so I have some time to watch and observe.

They all seem genuinely excited to see their supporters and to talk with them. I could never, my social battery would be drained after talking to only two people.

Before I know it, its my turn. I'm directed to the first desk, which a boy smiles and waves at me as I sit down. I hesitantly wave back, feeling a bit anxious.

I'm never anxious.

Hes very cute. He has cat like eyes, blue tinted hair, a sharp jawline, and the most adorable dimples. When he looks at me, he looks. He's very good at eye contact to the point where I thought he might burn a hole into my head.

"Hellooo!!" He smiles big.

"Hi...—"

"Oh!" He suddenly gasps, pointing at me. "You're
y/n!!"

My heart literally falls to my ass.

How the hell does he know my name? Is he a stalker? Am I famous in some other dimension!?—

"The hotel receptionist from the other day. That's you, right??"

"...Wait a minute..." I whisper.

His hair was tinted a dark blue. He had large eyes that seemed to sparkle under the light. "Thank you, y/n." He spoke, reading my name tag. His voice was the most unique thing I had ever heard. It was a bit high-pitched, but it somehow was...satisfying??

"Yes, that's me...You we're one the boys who wanted a snack from the gift shop, right?"

"Mhm! What a small world, I wouldn't have expected to run into you." He chuckles. 

"Haha, yeah..."

"So you've been listening to our music?"

That's when I remember what my mission is. "Oh, no." I state firmly, which made the boy jerk back with surprise. I pull out all of the letters and the Polaroid of Geun. I thumb through each letter, reading the names. I look back up, squinting at him. "...Do you mind telling me your name?"

"You mean you don't know it?"

"No."

Again, he looked a little offended by my honesty. "...Yang Jungwon."

I find the letter with his name on it, set it on the table with the photo, and put the rest of the letters aside. "...My brother was supposed to come today." I begin to explain, while holding up the photo against the glass pane. Jungwon brings himself closer to the glass to look at the photo, and I catch him smiling at it.

"He's stuck in the hospital with leukemia." I whisper, carefully opening the letter from the envelope and unfolding the paper. "But he wrote you all letters, and he wants me to read what he wrote for you."

"Awww, okay!" Jungwon claps happily. "You're so kind for doing this for him."

"...Yeah..." I mutter, before clearing my throat.

Dear Jungwon,

Hi!!! My name is Geun!!! I'm 11! Sorry I couldn't meet you in person, but I hope my sister is good enough for now!!

You are such an amazing leader for ENHYPEN. At your age, you've been changing the world with your talent and skills. I envy you, and one day hope to grow up as awesome as you!!

I would write a lot more, but I'm a bit sick, and I have 6 more of these to write. Please keep up the amazing work. You're helping me get through hard times. Listening to Enhypen's music, and watching your EN-O-Clocks inspire me to keep going and to look forward to the future.

Hope to see you soon for myself!!

Sincerely, Geun!!

P.S.

Isn't my s—

"You can read the P.S. for yourself." I quickly fold the letter back up with pink cheeks, placing it back into the envelop and sliding it under the glass.

"I-Oh, okay!...Your brother sounds very sweet...I hope he makes it through." Jungwon gives me an empathetic grin.

I pause, before nodding and looking away.
"...Yeah, I hope he does too..."

The buzzer for the end of the 5 minutes goes off, indicating that I have to move on to the next idol. I gather my belongings and give a small bow. "It was nice to meet you. Have a good one."

"Oh...It was nice to meet you too." He says softly, like he was a bit upset I was leaving so soon. "And y/n?"

I stop.

"...I like your makeup."

I feel my chest tighten. "...T-Thanks..." I quickly turn away and sit at the next desk.

No way I just stuttered because a bit complimented me.

P.S.

isn't my sister super pretty!?? you two should get married!!