Hope is Here ~ J-Hope Imagine

Your point of view

When I finally find the door that I came from I exit the building. I try to calm my self down. Expect from the fact that I got to the boys bathroom, I saw him. I was vomiting at the bathroom with him hearing everything. I cover my face with my hands as put my back at the wall.
After the most humiliating moment of my life I have to get in the concert. But still from all the idols there is has to be him or at list another member of Bangtan. Karma is a bitch.
I go back again at the line I was. I don't see the girls that were fighting before. The security guards must have taken them away.
I pass the entrance and I go at the front so I can see better. My height is no helping me at all. The concert starts with BtoB. I am not a fan but I have to be honest I enjoy their songs. It was like a warm up for what is going to came.
After them I was time for Bangtan. Everyone started to scream. I got pushed by so many people that I actually got under the stage. I tried to get back to my place by pushing people. I am not a rude person but this a concert not a war.
I didn't saw the boys performance properly and I lost even him. I have to be honest that I could here them that their were tired. When their performance ended I only saw Jhopes back as he was leaving the stage. I saw the microphone's cable on his neck tacked into his green shirt. His puts a hand behind his neck to wipe out his sweat. And then someone hits me and I fell to the ground. I look up and I see the girl with the Jhope shirt that was fighting with the other girl. She doesn't even say sorry to me. But I didn't expect it from a girl with her behavior. As I stand up I see that they left the stage. I lost my chance to see them. I start running towards the exit. I was so angry. It is not fair. This is what I wanted for so long and it took me so long to make it true. As I am out of the building I take my drawings out. I smile.

Jhope's point of view

I drink the hole bottle of water. The towel around my neck.
“Am I the only one that saw people being a little aggressive out there?” Jin Hyung says to the rest of the group as the stuff keep trying to fix our make up.
“It has been like this since the past month. After the last comeback everyone was a little too happy.” Suga answers Jin. I get out of the room. I want a little silence. I go at the place were all the food is. I look at the food. I am not hungry. Next to the food at the other side is our fanmail. I go to the fanmail. Everyone of us has a basket of their own. I can already see letters and gifts all over the place. I go at my basket. Letters in every color, some with stickers, other with drawings of chibi outside. And then I found a big folder in a deep green color. They even put my favorite color. I take the folder to see what is inside. And I am quite surprised with what I see, or better admire. I see many drawing with my self, with pencil, markers, paint, water paint, crayon and more. At the end of the folder I see a piece of paper folded. I take it out and I open it. It is a pig drawing of mine kind of like a poster, with every inch of me drawn. Even the way my neck turns is drawn in perfection, even my bend knee is looking amazing.
At the end of the drawing is a letter written in English. Yeah... about that... There is also a picture of someone. A girl. That girl.
I see again the short straight hair girl with the bright green eyes in the picture. She did all this?!. I take the folder and I go back to the others. I am trying to find Namjoon. I need translation. Now.
“Do me a favor. Translate me this.” I say to him out of breath.
“Now? We have to be ready in about an hour.” he response with a questioning face.
“Yes. Please” I beg him.
“Ok. Whatever” Namjoon finally says to me. And he starts.
Dear Hobi,

My name is Hope. I am 19-years-old and I am here to tell you how much you mean to me. I know it is kinda cheesy and a bad way to start this but yeah..
I am from Greece but I live in France the past 2 years so I can make my dream came true, drawing. But I especially love drawing you. Your smile that is so bright and shiny is torturing me, but also makes me feel better and not getting so anxious about everything. Your penetrating gaze where every time you look at the camera is pocking my soul.
Drawing your characteristic nose. Your beautiful cavity at the ends of your smile with is the cutest thing ever. But my favorite part to draw is your neck. Exposed and clean.
Except from your appearance I love your character.
You are a happy person but also smart, caring about the other members more than your self, being the “hope” of the group.
It kills me when I see you cry because I cry too.
It tortures me that you work so hard for the best. But also you are the one that gives me hope to keep going. Having you as an example. I know that I will never have the chance to talk to you but I want you to at least know that I am trying the best to be the best. It kills me that I can't say these things to you. I don't even know korean. I know one thing: that I adore Jung Hoseok.
I think I didn't said enough but I also don't know what else to say to you.
Thank you Hobi, I am so proud of you.
Yours,

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