Ria’s apartment had officially turned into chaos.
Purple outfits covered the couch.
Makeup products were scattered everywhere.
Two phones continuously charged near the table while SEVYN songs played loudly in the background.
And in the middle of all of it—
Ria was one step away from an emotional breakdown.
“Mira where are my earrings?!” – Ria
“You threw them somewhere yourself.” – Mira
“My lip tint?” – Ria
“No idea.” – Mira
“My sanity?” – Ria
“That disappeared yesterday.” – Mira
That instantly made Ria gasp dramatically while Mira laughed softly from the corner of the room.
Unlike Ria—
Mira wasn’t visibly panicking.
At least not externally.
She sat quietly near the mirror fixing her earrings slowly while watching Ria run around the apartment for absolutely no reason.
But inside— she was excited too.
More than she wanted to admit.
Because this wasn’t just another concert for her.
It was something her younger self once believed would never happen.
Back during college, SEVYN had only existed through screens, late-night videos, cracked earphones, and songs she replayed endlessly during difficult nights.
A concert always felt impossible then.
Too far away.
Too expensive.
Too unrealistic.
And yet somehow— life had unexpectedly brought her here now.
To Seoul.
To this moment.
To them.
The thought alone felt unreal.
Ria suddenly stopped moving and stared at her dramatically.
“Oh my God.”
Mira blinked once.
“What happened now?”
“You actually look pretty.”
Mira rolled her eyes immediately.
“Thank you for sounding surprised.”
“No but seriously.”
Ria pointed toward her dramatically.
“If Yejun sees you today, your future is secured.”
That instantly made Mira laugh loudly.
“Please.”
Ria grinned mischievously.
“What?
You said he was your bias.”
Mira shook her head helplessly while grabbing her bag.
“That was years ago.”
“And feelings never die.”
“You’re impossible.”
The laughter between them slowly filled the apartment warmly.
And honestly—
Mira couldn’t remember the last time she had looked forward to something this much.
The stadium looked unreal.
Massive crowds moved everywhere while purple lights filled the night beautifully.
Banners.
Music.
Laughter.
Everything felt alive.
The moment Mira stepped inside— she froze slightly.
For a second, everything around her blurred emotionally.
Thousands of fans.
Purple ocean lights.
Songs she once listened to during lonely nights.
It genuinely felt unreal.
Meanwhile beside her—
Ria was moments away from emotional collapse.
“Oh my God oh my God—”
“RIA breathe.”
“I CAN’T.”
Mira laughed softly while holding onto her arm before she accidentally disappeared into the crowd.
And honestly— seeing thousands of purple lights surrounding the stadium made something warm settle quietly inside her chest too.
Maybe some feelings never really leave us.
Meanwhile backstage— the atmosphere looked completely different.
Stylists rushed around everywhere.
Staff members checked last-minute details continuously.
Cameras.
Outfits.
In-ear monitors.
Controlled chaos.
The members sat scattered around the room preparing quietly in their own ways.
Jungkook stretched while humming absentmindedly.
Taehyung bothered everyone equally.
Jin complained about being hungry again.
Yoongi looked half-dead from exhaustion.
Hoseok somehow still carried impossible energy.
Junho calmly reviewed final changes with staff.
And Yejun—
Yejun sat quietly while adjusting his rings slowly.
The muffled sound of thousands of fans screaming beyond the walls reached backstage faintly.
A small smile appeared unconsciously on his face.
No matter how many years passed— that feeling never changed.
The excitement.
The nervousness.
The warmth.
Because beyond those walls waited people who had stayed beside them through every phase of life.
And somehow— that always made the exhaustion worth it.
The stadium lights suddenly dimmed.
A deafening scream erupted instantly around Mira.
Then— the stage lit up.
Music exploded through the stadium.
And for one breathtaking second— everything disappeared.
The noise.
The years in between.
Because standing beneath those lights— were the seven people whose songs had unknowingly stayed beside her during some of the loneliest moments of her life.
Mira smiled immediately.
The kind of smile that came straight from the heart.
The concert passed like a beautiful blur after that.
Songs.
Laughter.
Chaos.
Fans singing together.
At one point, Mira genuinely forgot everything else around her and simply enjoyed the moment like her younger self would’ve.
Then— during one of the talking segments, the giant screen focused on Yejun while he laughed softly at something Jungkook said.
And suddenly—
Mira froze slightly.
That voice.
For one strange second— the hallway flashed inside her mind again.
“A sasaeng.”
Her brows furrowed unconsciously.
The tone.
The eyes.
Even the way he spoke calmly— something about it felt strangely familiar.
A ridiculous thought crossed her mind briefly.
What if…
Then immediately—
Mira mentally shut herself down.
“Okay that’s actually stupid.”
How could Yejun possibly be her next-door neighbor?
That alone sounded insane.
Still— when she looked back toward the stage again…
the strange familiarity refused to disappear completely.
Just then, the camera suddenly moved across the crowd again, showing excited fans screaming and waving lightsticks.
Ria immediately lost her mind.
“MIRA LOOK LOOK LOOK—”
Before Mira could react properly— their section briefly appeared on the giant screen.
The crowd around them screamed louder instantly.
Mira laughed awkwardly while trying to pull Ria back down before the camera shifted away again within seconds.
Meanwhile, backstage monitors near the stage continued showing live audience shots between performances.
Junho glanced absentmindedly toward one of the screens while adjusting his mic.
Then paused slightly.
A familiar face flashed briefly before disappearing again.
For a second— he frowned softly in thought.
The balcony girl….
The same girl he had quietly seen standing beneath city lights a few nights ago.
Interesting.
Before the thought could continue further, staff members immediately called them for the next stage transition.
And just like that— the moment disappeared back into concert chaos again.
And maybe that’s why certain people feel familiar long before fate properly introduces them to us.