Last year, I cried at a One Direction concert. I might have recently shed a tear after meeting Cho Kyuhyun. I will neither admit nor deny it.
Kyuhyun is currently performing in a musical named Werther (베르테르). I wrote a blog post about how I tried to see him in November, but accidentally bought a ticket for a performance he was not in. Instead of going down without a fight, I bought another ticket. Money – I must have a lot of it.
I showed up early yet again to take, as one would guess, hilariously creepy pictures with posters of him. I bought a program, which contained photographs of the musical. I then grabbed a pair of binoculars and sat in my seat, which was in the first row of the second floor. The girls next to me kept checking for tags on instagram and twitter, but I am just not that dedicated. I guess if I would not have made the mistake of buying the wrong date if I had been though…
The musical was fantastic. He honestly has one of the most beautiful voices I have ever heard in my life. The production level of the whole thing was amazing. The rest of the cast = fabulous. I am always in awe of the talent some people possess. When it ended, I returned my binoculars, got my A.R.C. (Alien Registration Card) card, and walked to where Kyuhyun would receive his fans.
I followed people who looked demented and found the location. It was here that we all waited for roughly forty-five minutes. Because I had to return my binoculars, I did not get in the front of the line. Although I was sad at first, it proved beneficial in the end. The cast and special audience members passed by, with Ryeowook from Super Junior being one of them.
Ryeowook in the center.
I was holding two cameras (my compact camera and my iPhone) and tried to get a glimpse of Kyuhyun. Due to the fact that I was in the back, I was closer to the staircase that he was to take to get to his car.
Once he passed us, everyone started rushing behind him. I have always had the frightening ability to move past people during concerts or in crowded areas in general. I chalk this skill up to all the sports I played as a kid.
After ducking, dodging, jumping, and weaving, I ended up right beside him. Everyone was screaming at him in Korean, but he kept his eyes forward. I figured saying something in English would catch his attention. I, with little to no confidence, said, “You were great, Kyuhyun!” Truth be told, I was not actually expecting him to acknowledge my presence, but he did. The ole foreign card trick worked I suppose. He looked me in the eye and said “Really?” in Korean. Everyone around me started screaming because I clearly won in this sad game of “PLEASE LOOK AT ME.” We waved goodbye as his car drove off. I walked outside then noticed that I was shaking. I kept it together until I was out of sight. Stay cool, Jen. Stay cool.
THE MOMENT THAT WILL STAY WITH ME FOREVER.
Even if you aren’t a fan of Kyuhyun, I recommend seeing him perform. The man has got a fantastic voice.
In other news, I am going to go to Japan next month! Finally.
Kongratulations Jen! You Got to Meet Your Seoul Mate !!! (:
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