EXO's One-Day Fantasy

Chanyeol is handsome

What do you think of me?
"handsome guy…"
Is there anything else?
"handsome…"
"So handsome..."
"Isn't there anything else?"
"So handsome... I don't know what other adjective to use besides 'handsome'..."
At that moment, I was cornered by Mr. Chanyeol.
He was very tall and very close to me.
So much so that you can still smell a perfume scent.
Is it perfume? It smells so good.
My heart was pounding, and my breathing was a little rapid.
Is this all you... wanted to tell me?
He frowned.
"No...! Mr. Chanyeol, I'm your fan!"
I blushed and looked at him sincerely, "Your band is outstanding, and of course I admire your talent. I really love all the songs you write..."
He left me with a satisfied smile.
"But why didn't you come last time, Miss?"
"Last time?"
"Yes, the one on May 8th."
"Ah... I, I..."
"Because something suddenly happened at home."
"...I see..."
He looked down at me.
“I’ve never missed one before, so I was worried something might have happened, but it’s so great that you came this time.”
"Really... then... please write me your autograph!"
"Is an autograph enough?" He suddenly snatched the phone from my hand.
He was very close to me and made a V-sign.
Click, click.
"That's right, fan privileges."
He finished reading with satisfaction and smiled.
"You can use it as your phone background if you want."
"OK, thanks…"
I will cherish it.
I was a little excited.
Mr. Chanyeol touched his nose somewhat embarrassed after hearing this.
"Come again next time!"
"certainly."
"Don't just disappear suddenly..."
"OK"

Chanyeol really...
Wow...
He nodded politely to me and left. I pinched my cheek as I watched him walk away.
It's...real!!!
I'm looking at this photo on my phone.
She covered her mouth and chuckled.
Some time later.
It was the day the band was performing.
I've never been so nervous before, so I came here dressed up carefully.
I stood in the front row, watching him sweat profusely.
Midway through, we made eye contact!! I don't know if it was my imagination, but he saw me, then smiled slightly at me, gave me a peace sign, which caused everyone to scream.
Music, Chanyeol, rhythm—everything was so beautiful.
After this, I ran into Mr. Chanyeol again. He ran over and caught up with me as soon as he finished.
"Please wait a moment..."
"I…?"
"Okay," he nodded. "I forgot to mention before, this is my phone number, don't lose it." He handed me a small piece of paper.
Please call me when you get home.
"OK…"
It's somewhat unbelievable.
After getting home, I was nervous for a long time. I took a sip of water to moisten my throat, dialed a number, and a pleasant, deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello?"
I know this might be the beginning of a relationship.