Y/N’s POV

Her room had never been this loud before.

Clothes were everywhere.

On the bed.

On the chair.

Even on the floor.

Her friends moved around excitedly, holding different sarees against themselves, turning in front of the mirror, laughing nervously.

Tomorrow was the concert.

The BTS concert.

It still didn’t feel real.

Y/N sat quietly on the edge of her bed, watching them.

Her heart beat faster just thinking about it.

“They’re going to see us,” Anjali whispered dramatically, making everyone laugh.

Y/N smiled faintly.

But deep inside, her heart whispered something else.

He’s going to see you.

She didn’t know why that thought came.

She pushed it away.

Diya suddenly threw a saree at her.

“Try this one!”

Y/N caught it.

It was red.

Deep red.

Not too bright.

Not too dark.

Perfect.

She stood up slowly and walked toward the mirror.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she draped it around herself.

The soft fabric wrapped around her body like it belonged there.

When she finally looked up—

She froze.

The girl in the mirror didn’t look like her.

She looked…

Different.

The red made her skin glow.

Her eyes looked deeper.

Softer.

Dangerous.

Beautiful.

Anjaliand diya went silent behind her.

Diya whispered,

“Y/N…”

Anjali spoke,

“You look ethereal.”

"OK! You’re going to wear this. No more arguments! " Diya spoke before going to select her saree.

Y/N couldn’t stop staring at herself.

Her heart pounded harder.

She didn’t know why.

But it felt like this saree wasn’t a choice.

It was destiny.

Somewhere deep inside her—

She knew.

She was going to wear this.

Not for the concert.

Not for the crowd.

For him.

Taehyung’s POV

“I saw her.”

The room went silent.

All the members looked at him.

Taehyung sat on the couch, his elbows resting on his knees, his fingers intertwined tightly.

His mind was still there.

In that street.

With her.

Jungkook frowned.

“You saw who?”

Taehyung swallowed slowly.

“A girl.”

Jimin raised an eyebrow.

“A girl?”

Taehyung nodded.

His voice was quieter now.

“But… it wasn’t normal.”

Namjoon watched him carefully.

“What do you mean?”

Taehyung leaned back slightly, staring at the ceiling.

“I didn’t see her face.”

They all looked confused.

“But I knew her.”

Silence filled the room.

“I don’t know how,” he continued. “But the moment I saw her… my heart recognized her.”

Jungkook laughed softly.

“You’re being dramatic.”

But Taehyung didn’t laugh.

His eyes were serious.

“I’m not.”

His fingers clenched slightly.

“It felt like she belonged to me.”

The words came out before he could stop them.

The members froze.

Taehyung himself didn’t realize what he had said.

But it was the truth.

Namjoon spoke carefully.

“And now?”

Taehyung’s jaw tightened.

“I’ll find her.”

Not maybe.

Not if.

He will.

Taehyung stood near the hotel window.

But this time—

He wasn’t looking at the city.

He was searching for her.

His fingers rested against the glass.

Somewhere out there—

She existed.

He could feel it.

His heart whispered again.

She’s coming.

He smiled faintly.

For the first time—

He wasn’t confused.

He was certain.

And when he finally saw her face—

He knew—

He wouldn’t look away.

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So that's it for this part guy's! I’m kinda in confusion about how I should write their first meeting. If you all have any idea, you can share it.

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