Miss Right

You were happy with your current boyfriend. He treated you like a princess, and you cared for him too. When you were together, you were all lovey-dovey. Some of your friends were envious of your relationship. When you went on a date, he was calling you Miss Right. You always blushed hearing it.

~IN YOUR DREAM~

It was another dream with boys. This was the only way you could hang out together. Today was special because they celebrated your birthday, even though it wasn’t the day.

“You’re my Miss Right, Miss Right
If I lose you, it’s a miss, right?
Miss Right? (All Right)
You’re my Miss Right, Miss Right
Girl you want my kiss, right?
Miss Right (All Right)

Your sexy mind and your sexy body
You were even born with sexy brain wrinkles
Just in jeans, a white tee and converse high tops
That makes me wanna party on your body
At the end of your long,
shiny hair, your gentle hips sing
You’re like a forest,
shining inside the city
With that unrealistic body,
you embrace my reality
And I want you to be really really real for me
Sometimes like my mom,
sometimes you’re my energy
I’m an honest guy
I’m so nice on the outside
that my enemies can’t stop being honest
You’re so different from the normal people outside
That’s why you’re called the ideal type
Yeah, when I think of you, my heart grows cold
You’re my winter ocean,
I want to walk on you/strip you.”

I was surprised that they prepared a song for me. I was even more astonished by Namjoon’s last verse. I became crimson red. At least I got to know his ideal type. He liked a girl in a white T-shirt, jeans and converse high tops with long hair.

“Yes you’re my only girl,
you’re the best
I want to know about your day,
I want to become your sighs
Yes you’re my only girl,
you’re the best
You’re someone who only
exists in the movies

Even the weather is good,
I think I’m perfect with you
Wanna walk together? Wanna walk together?
Even the weather is good,
I think I’m perfect with you
You’re someone who
only exists in novels
It’s you.”

They shocked me with a straightforward description of myself. Am I their dream girl? I pondered. So I am ethereal for them? Like I don’t exist? But it’s the same for me when it comes to them.

“How can a person be like this?
I start to feel like
I’m the only one living in this world
You pass by my side
A sweet wind called you is blowing in my heart
Even if you don’t put on makeup
You’ll put on your perfume called Attraction
I never believed that there was a god
But now you make me believe
because to me, you’re a goddess
Whether you’re young or old,
whether you have a hidden child
I don’t care because I love you
If I’m with you, anywhere we go is a flower garden
Instead of holding designer bags, you hold my hand
Instead of jealousy and envy,
you understand my nature
With you, I draw out my future
In between our couple shoes
are a pair of baby sneakers,” Suga came and took my hand, leaning closer to me.

My heart was beating loudly in my chest. He was so sweet-looking in my eyes.

“I think she has come,
I’m in front of the person
who shakes up my heart
I think I’m attracted to you
like a magnet, right now
Your life, your heart, your face, your line
Like a piece of a puzzle,
you fit into my ideal type
Oh god, I’m like the wind
that is led by the weather that is you
You’re a flower, I’m a bee,
I’m only going toward you,” J-Hope came and stole me from Suga.

I couldn’t believe they were almost fighting for me, for my attention. I felt like I had just won Miss World or Miss Universe. To them, I was the most beautiful girl in the world.

“Yo
I told you many qualifications
’bout my MISS RIGHT
But why you’re my
MISS RIGHT is.. you are…
Just you.”

I was just myself. They fell in love with my character. I was bewildered. With that statement, I didn’t know what to do or say.

But my alarm solved it for me. I woke up.

~END OF DREAM~