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JB is a Junior fanboy.

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A social shock fiction, what's the big deal?

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This matter will definitely not be known to anyone....

A rough hand tightened the brim of his hat again and pulled the black cloth covering his mouth up to the bridge of his nose. Slender eyes looked carefully left and right.

It probably wouldn't be a coincidence to meet anyone...

“Oh hey! JB!! Is it the same for Macon?"

It's dripping.

To the point of being stunned for 10 seconds.

"I'm remembering the wrong person. JB is coming to the Junior concert." Mark slapped his best friend's head until his face almost fell down.

Well...have to pretend I don't know!!

Thinking, he acted smoothly and hurriedly walked into the crowd standing in front of the hall.

"Oh, but I really think it's JB." Jackson still hadn't gotten over his doubts. Mark smiled at the corner of his mouth before patting his best friend's shoulder who was always slow to understand things.

“That's JB. Who would be stupid like that?”

"Oh, so where did you say..."

“He doesn't want anyone to recognize him, hiding himself like that.” Mark made a soft tickle in his throat. “I thought it was a card.”

“Then why doesn't he want anyone to remember him? This was really a junior concert at the group. Why does it have to be…” Suddenly, his dull brain cracked. "Eh? So..."

"Oh...have you thought of it yet?"

"Oh....Oh wow, this chic person has become a member of the younger troupe?" Jackson laughed. "If people in the faculty know that there is hope of being teased for my child's graduation."

“I feel sorry for him. If you know, step on it.” Mark smiled mischievously before raising his hand to freeze in the air. Jackson glanced at the familiar face in the crowd before giving his best friend a high-five instead of a promise.

"Stomp on it" is known to the two friends. "Stomp it until it spreads hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" is known by two friends.

“Requesting 1 representative!!!!!” Same atmosphere, same words, same plot, same people.

There are 3 stupid choices and over 300 kids.

If no one lifts up P'Wak, he'll facepalm and put his hands behind his back. Then continue to open your mouth. “Don't you have any? I don't dare to be this bad. And like this, will they be my juniors?”

When someone raised their hand, “Same old face. Is there only one person in the whole generation? Is anyone thinking of helping a friend? Are they the same age group?”

Someone said to a newbie, “Asking for 1 person, you get 1 person!!”

This is it, bro.

Annoying....

"Hey, there's a little kid who fainted," Ed's voice shouted from behind. The old P'Wak looked at him with an expression that clearly showed annoyance.

“If I can't take it, I'll tell you, I'm not here to make myself a burden to others. No one knows this better than you yourself.” These really kick-ass words. It has an implication that If you can't handle it, just tell me. It's really not difficult to speak well, but I don't know why it has to be difficult. JB looked at the face of his junior who was standing still with his head bowed. “Is anyone else going to be hurt?”

And who would dare to be anything else? Your father...

“The agent who raised his hand just now!” Jackson took over. His stocky figure is second only to his height, making his formidable appearance less than that of the rank-and-file elder Wak. 1 like JB by default

“Please,” JB whispered as he walked past Jackson. He strutted violently and walked out of the cheering meeting room with his hands behind his back...in what I thought was the most chic style.

Where are you going?

“What is the matter?” still maintaining a quiet voice in what is called...a lot of form.

“Didn't you hear me and said that my little sister fainted?” Mark intended to annoy him. He smiled nervously, saying, "Are you deaf?"

“You bastard,” the chic man cursed, raising his hand and preparing to wave his friend's head with all his might.

"It's okay. Just sit and rest for a moment. It'll be fine." Don't let the army force a wry smile on your face. When JB turned to look at his face.

And every sentence that JB was about to say suddenly vanished.

“What do I have to say?” JB muttered to himself.

“What do you want? Do you want medicine?” Mark laughed as he unpacked the first aid box.

The chic person narrowed his eyes at the name tag hanging around the red-lipped kid's neck: "Park Jin Young."

“Yes?” The owner of the name tilted his head in response.

"I'll remember your name," he said, straightening up and putting his hands in his trouser pockets again in a condescending manner.

"Wha...why do you remember my name? I just fainted," he shrieked. Grumbling without stopping JB made a fierce face and cleared his throat as a signal that he had talked too much. The person who was braking made a dull face until Mark had to console him.

No...she's just so cute that I have to remember her name.

That's it...

Junior! Junior! Junior!

The sound of fan chants filled the hall. A young white boy curled his body around the stage. The twinkling eyes staring in every direction surrounded by fans were deeply engraved in this little boy's heart.

And it was also engraved in the heart of the cold man named JB.

He sat with his legs crossed, looking impassive, but waving a limited edition light stick in his hand. In addition to having money, you must also have a lot of luck to be able to order. I remember that it was a live chat day and Jinyoung randomly picked JB's account. Let me tell you, the house almost broke.

Although others called him Junior, in his heart there was only

Jinyoung! Jinyoung! Jinyoung!

In fact, Park Jin Young's stage name is Junior. But for JB... Jinyoung is Jinyoung

I'll remember your name.

Your name is... Jinyoung.

My Jinyoung

My....my

Embarrassed to even think about it.

JB hit his head with a light stick to regain consciousness with his stupidity.

“Thank you to everyone who came to have fun with me tonight. Thank you for all the support that has pushed me to this point. I am so grateful that you have given me such a lot of love.” There were clear eyes. It sparkled like the child was about to cry but held it in until the end. Those little mouths continued to chatter. The lights in the hall became brighter and brighter, as if to signal that the last song of the day was about to begin. Fans began to rise from their seats. Hang out in front of the stage

Of course, JB doesn't miss being at the forefront either.

The area he stood in was a mezzanine connected to the stage, a very good card.

And it's also very expensive.

You bastard, you bought cards to resell.

Selling to make a down payment on a house for your father on Mars? Holy shit!!!

What's even more shameful than that...is that I bought it...that mother smiles.

“It's a shame this is the last song, but I don't want everyone to come home late.” Jinyoung's mouth was filled with a pitiful shout. before smiling until his cheeks were lumpy And he ran around as soon as the sound came on.

Always cheerful like this Always smiling like this, always cute like this

Please take care of me, I'm young~

“Juniaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!” Especially when Jinyoung moved and jumped in front of him, his ears nearly died. JB stood with his eyebrows furrowed and clinging to the fence with level ten stress.

Is it a good idea to reach out?

Hey, what if he remembered?

No...closed eyes like this, he definitely won't remember.

Can anyone reach out and see?

And what if you don't catch him?

Blah blah...

I don't know why I thought too much about it when my hand...was held out from the moment Jinyoung was struggling in front of me.

I didn't just extend my hand...

“I love you, Jinyoung!!!!!!!!”

You probably can't imagine how powerful a fanboy's voice is.

It was so violent that it completely drowned out the sound of the screaming.

Hey guys, you don't have to look at me who's been sitting quietly the entire concert. I'm saving my voice for now.

Just this, I don't know...weak!

Honestly, I'm embarrassed. Why are the women over there laughing and shaking? I've never seen a boy fan laugh!!

Moreover...!

The person I told you I loved To the point where he said into the microphone, “I love you too,” and his soft hands reached out to shake with two hands.

Please tell me I'm dreaming....

JB's mouth fell open. I turned to look at the face of the next person who was screaming harder than before...you slapped me in the face. Am I dreaming?!!!!!

“Scream! This person got to hold Junior's hand too!!!!” No, I asked before that.

“Scream! Junior told Fanboy he loved him too.” Is that right? That's right. Jinyoung told me, right? I didn't come, did I?!!!

“Jinyoung!” I love you.

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“Monae!” the greeting voice belonged to the person who had just entered. Maku shattered the atmosphere in the club. JB narrowed his eyes and looked at that cheerful human with a look of apologetics.

“Late!” The stern-faced man leaned back in his chair, folded his arms over his chest, preparing to give him a big scolding. This is just an introduction.

"Hey, what have you done to make your voice hoarse?" Aside from being late, you're also annoying me. JB accidentally cleared his throat to check his voice before rolling his eyes at the other's teasing stare.

“Don't make fun of the president. Jackson,” Mark smiled happily...let's just say he's been smiling strangely for a long time. I don't know what medicine to take to make me feel unusually good.

“The work that I have to contact you for. Where are you now?” without leaving any space. JB tapped his finger on the table rapidly this morning. He didn't receive a report from anyone...that bastard was out of business.

"Oh, I'm talking." He turned to look at Mark and sent something to his best friend, like, "Is that right?" Have you done it yet? But Mark smiled and turned his chair around to look at the face of the president he hated (underlined, bolded).

"I'm asking you, not asking you to ask Mark."

“Well...I think Mark...”

"Hey, I don't interfere with other people's duties." The handsome face brushed off his expression. Jackson's mouth fell open. I couldn't think of a curse word in time.

“So you talked or not?”

Jackson smiled widely before cheekily answering, “Not yet.”

“I…”

“Wait a minute. Don't scold me yet, I'll talk to you today. I have someone I'm aiming for.” He hurriedly braked, arched his body, picked up his phone and pointed at it, saying he would call me right now.

“The day of the event is almost here, and this teacher is rushing me.”

"Oh, I don't know how to do it properly," Mark said, his face still. Look around the room. It's like talking to other juniors, like talking to the air. It's like talking to a wall. It's like talking to Jackson.

And it's like talking to me...

I can't tell you, it's like I'm being taunted by it.

"It's Saturday. Instead of working, I'm going on a trip." Mark continued to babble nonsense. “On Saturday Where have you been?!”Then he smiled...smiled at the air or the wall or something. Because he didn't look at anyone's face, he just spoke casually.

Then the image of me seeing two of them in front of the concert on Saturday suddenly popped into my head.

Damn Mark...you're definitely playing me.

"Oh, I'm not free on Saturday." His best friend quickly accepted the joke. They get along in perfect harmony. “Go to a concert”

One day I will cut off your legs...wait and see.

"What concert, hyung?" BamBam, the new member of the club. My name comes in as soon as I hear the word concert or anything related to the entertainment world. Just hearing the name Thapanee Iadsrichai made me scream and

“What are you crying about? There was only one concert on Saturday. It's a JR concert."

“JR Voyage, dammit!! He pronounced it Junior!!!” I almost slapped Jackson's head upside down. I really hate those people who read Jinyoung's name wrong.

“Ooooh, there's an inner.” Mark teased with his eyes looking here and there. It was like I was talking nonsense again. The juniors immediately turned around and looked at me like I was wrong.

"Look at my face, do you want to get to know me?" To the point where I had to dig up the role of P'Wak and cover my face.

“Oh, I'm just kidding, second-year Jinyoung, why don't I know him, Mr. President?” Then he laughed, “I'll check it out and call someone who will come perform for me on the day of the event.” Mark put his face forward to sneak a peek. mobile phone and laughing

“I told you to come quickly,” Mark insisted.

“In ten minutes, it's time for class to end.”

“Who?” Brian asked.

“You'll know soon.” I really hate this kind of answer.

“Jackson hyung, was the concert fun?” BamBam brought the subject back to the concert again. I don't know why I brought it up. I took it out of context.

“BamBam, there's nothing to do?”

"Hey, don't be harsh on me," Mark defended.

"I'm not scolding you, I'm just asking." Well, I'm just asking, I swear...

"Oh, JB didn't mean to be harsh, BamBam, don't pay any attention to it." This is another one, to the point of not letting the younger sibling pay attention to me at all, Jack. "Saturday was fun. BamBam should go together. There are so many fanboys.” He dragged his voice for a long time until it reached my face.

“It's also very loud. What did you say~” Mark started to brew. His eyes were so full that he wanted to kick him off the chair right now.

“I love you, Jinyoung~” Those bastards chorused together without any appointment, making a gesture that made me almost hold my temples...Did I really act like that?

Can one JB really be that bad?

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“So Mark hyung went out with Jackson hyung?” shouted innocent BamBam. Is this too naive? This size...

"Oh, I'm Mark and you went and teased Jack about running away from work to go to a concert. That's enough, haha," said Brian, who didn't know. Reinforcing JB without realizing it As for Mark... laughing like a horse.

This pain...I'll remember it until I die.

This pain... will never be forgotten.

So what's next? I don't know how to cry. Haha.

“Here we are.” The voice of the new person made my brain stop racing. JB blinked.

That's not true....You don't have a drama filming schedule, so how can you come and study?

“Come in, superstar.” Jackson hurriedly arranged to find a seat.

“J..J...Junior~” Bambam almost screamed. I completely forgot that it was my senior.

It's different from JB who was already mute...

“Please come. Sit now.” The people in the club all stood up to welcome him warmly. Jinyoung bowed respectfully before smiling the same teasing smile that JB once gave.

No matter when...

JB always makes a cruel face towards Jinyoung.

For JB...

That's called a stunt. He could never control himself in front of Jinyoung.

Never...

The meeting went well (probably).

In conclusion, Jackson will let Jinyoung organize a mini-concert on Cheer Day, which he needs to talk to his manager about if there will be any problems, but Jinyoung confirmed that there shouldn't be any problems. Moreover, my schedule didn't clash with any work. To be honest, I didn't listen to many details. Just seeing Jinyoung's face made me feel dizzy for a while.

What kind of crazy person has such an influence on my heart rate? So cute. White body, red lips, so cute. So wavy!!

No matter how cute you are, you have to keep your cool...I'm the older brother, the president of the club that the younger guys are afraid of.

It's not cool to come and criticize me right now...

All he could do was nod. Well, make a report and send it to me, kids.

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Before parting, those Smokamo guys gathered around the famous person and asked for some selfies. Please give me some signatures.

So cool...did you know? How much will it be until I get to sign each time? You're here to ask for free, I won't accept it.

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"When the matter is over, how about going away for a while and being attacked by these guys?" These guys said Turning to stare at the president's face with murderous intent, but... the president's face is more terrifying than any karma. The grudge is void.

“Oh, I want Junior Hyung's autograph too.” BamBam started to cry.

“Celebrities are not as busy as us when they are rich in money.” He was the one who said this. Even though it doesn't quite reach anyone's ears, I always hope for the best...it's just that other people don't quite understand it.

“Sorry, senior. I didn't..." He also knew that Jinyoung didn't understand, so he quickly cut him off.

“Hurry up and go. There's filming a drama in China, isn't it? It's already afternoon. You'll miss your flight."

Everyone was quiet until JB began to wonder if he had said something wrong?

“Deep knowledge,” Mark began.

“I really know,” Jackson slapped.

“Is there a problem?” His expression turned ten levels more brutal, everyone shook their heads and refused in high voices. Jinyoung shook his head rapidly and smiled.

“Then I'm going now.” The cute person bowed to everyone. JB waved his hand as if he didn't care.

“JB, you go send your younger sibling.” Mark suddenly gave an order, causing everyone in the room, including the person being ordered to go wide in mid-air.

"Are you using the president's job, Mr. Secretary?"

Mark smiled. Tilt your body to whisper softly without moving your mouth. 'Tell me you don't want to go' and she made an annoyed face. I..I...I'll leave it to you for now. "It's best to let JB go and send him off, then no one will gang up on you."

"Oh, that's right. Let JB send Junior away. I guarantee that the dog still doesn't dare bark. Trust me," Jackson joined in. Jinyoung laughed before tilting his head in question.

“Are you going to send me away?”

Please give me space to be happy for a moment...as a fanboy.

Why do you have to tilt your head?

Why does it have to be cute?

“Refuse is already a bitch.”

“JB, why do you tilt your head to answer me?”

Oh, since when did I do that? 555555555555555555555555

"There's no need to hurry, Senpai," a sweet voice murmured from behind. “OK, you came to send me away. Or walk away from me?” JB stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at the little person...even though they were the same height, they still looked small in his eyes.

“You really talk a lot.” I wanted to hold on to the words but didn't have the urge to slap myself five times in the mouth. You sucker.

“Sorry.” Jinyoung's expression visibly fell.

“I'm a singer. You have to keep your voice up, you know that?” JB didn't bother. Just speak your mind. "You've been talking a lot since the first day I met you." I just wanted to say. He still remembers the first day he met Jinyoung well, that's all.

“What kind of person is this senior?” Jinyoung stopped walking. He stared at the back of the person in front of him with a variety of emotions. “Please turn around and have a good talk.”

“Now, do you dare to order me? Khun Dara” even though she complained, she agreed to turn around.

“A singer,” Jinyoung pursed his lips.

“Now I'm also accepting drama work. You must be a star.”

"Sure...clearly a fan club." Oh, that's right. "Do you like me?"

How serious is it? How serious is it?

It's like being pressed against the middle of the Pacific Ocean by this question. I would like to change the question. Use all three to help. I can't take it. My nose is about to bleed.

“Senpai, you shouldn't confuse me.” The cute man stood with his arms crossed on his chest, trying to force something out. “Why do you have to speak so forcefully? Why do I have to act like I don't care when my seniors really care about me?”

“The manager is waiting. Jinyoung stops being suspicious and quickly follows. This is a shortcut.”

“There's no need to change the subject. Senior!!!” The little man shouted loudly. JB's face was steady and even fierce, but he didn't appear to be afraid in the slightest.

“Aren't you afraid of me now?” JB crossed his arms over his chest, but the other man shook his head and said back.

“Seniors are less scary now than when I was a fanboy.”

Is there a song about me feeling like I've been shot?

Scorching!!!

JB's knees almost collapsed. Aihahahahahaha Jinyoung also knows, since when did he know? Horllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll hashtag is crying a lot.

But with P'Wak's dignity supporting his neck. JB can only stand pretentiously like a mannequin in Madame Tussauds, “F...what a fanboy?”

“Well, it's a fanboy. Aren't seniors my fans? The design event has come. The fan meeting also came. Plus, how can you bid on a limited edition light stick and not be a fan?”

There was nothing to say. JB was silent, slowly loosening his hands and walking with his arms behind his back after going to the cheering room. It was wrong. He walked away from Jinyoung like he had done something terribly wrong and had been caught. A heartless person who doesn't respect you at all.

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so? That cute guy just grabbed my hand and shouted in my face, "Don't run away. Talk first."

Wait, let's put that aside for now.

Hey, I got a hi-touch, man.

Damn it.......................Jinyoung holds my hand, I won't wash my hands today.

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“Uncle Jaebum!!”

"Hey, how do you know the real name?" This is very shocked. If not a close friend There's no way to know this name for sure.

“When designing, seniors like to write:

To.

Im Jaebeom is the older brother who likes to wear black hats. black mouth mask"

“Why do you know that it's closed like that? How do you remember?” What I thought was smooth all this time was just your imagination, right? Really crazy

"Remember this? It's my senior's eyes. They're unlike any other. I remember them." Younger brother cares. Huh. Can I post a fan account on Twitter right now? Go home and you'll forget. “When I shout fan chants, I can hear you. My sister's voice doesn't sound like she's cheering. It's like wow.”

“Wait, it doesn't seem like it's a very memorable thing.”

Red lips curl into a smile. "I told you, no matter how fierce the senior's face is, it's not as scary as being a fanboy."

"I'll stop being like this now. I'm sorry." Tears will flow.

“What? Just the other day, you still said you loved me. And then it's easy to break up." I'd like to use the word "hit hard". Jinyoung was digging his nails into my hand really hard right now.

“Oh, how do you stop being afraid?” JB pursed his lips before realizing something. “Wait, at that time you knew it was me, right?” Jinyoung nodded, wasting no time in thinking, Chic almost ran away. Go now. “Walk by yourself. Wherever you go, I won't go with you." Crying. This must reach my mother's ears. I will sue her. Huh?

“This is how I like to talk!!”

“It's this kind of person. What are you going to take with me to work? Isn't it enough for me to lose my footing?"

Direct words that can't make someone smile. JB is a loser. What must I do for him to realize this? “Senior is more stupid than I think.”

“Oh, hyung, I'm your senior.” JB raised his finger and pointed in warning. Jinyoung raised his index finger in return and spoke briefly.

“I like it!” and he smiled.

What can a stupid person like him do but let that troublemaker run almost as far as he can see? Wait a minute, what did you do without being responsible? JB started running until he caught up with the person in front of him. Jinyoung kept his face as innocent as a kitten, as if he didn't know anything. Now JB knows very well that This kitten is so mean, don't tell anyone. "What's the matter? I have to hurry to the airport." Now pretend to be in a hurry.

“What I said was that I would stop being a fanboy. I really mean it.”

"How? Oh, it was that day..." His dark eyebrows knit together in dissatisfaction as he prepared to swing again. But JB brought his index finger up to those red lips first.

“But I will start doing whatever it takes to be your girlfriend.”

The sweet words that poured from his heart didn't make his heart beat any louder than it did because every time Jinyoung was near Jaebeom hyung, his heart always worked hard like this, but this time it would be considered It's a little special already. Jaebeom is a stupid person.

“I'll watch.”

Even though you started a little later than me, at least I didn't flirt for free.

Nge ^^

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