I want to apologize (but not really) for how mental I am about to sound. Last year, I cried at a One Direction concert. I started this year crying in the streets after meeting Cho Kyuhyun. I clearly cannot process seeing men I obsess over in any other way.
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. This brings us to January 3rd – the day I will never forget.
I showed up early yet again to take, as one would guess, creepy pictures with posters of him. I bought a program, which contained fantastic photographs of the musical. My Kyuhyun/Super Junior stuff is almost on par with my Harry Styles/One Direction collection. Depending on how you view this small bit of information, it is either sad or beautiful. I grabbed a pair of binoculars and sat in my seat, which was in the first row of the second floor – smack dab in the center. I sat beside two Chinese girls who shared the same extreme love.
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. When it ended, I knew what it was time for me to do. I ran to return my binoculars, get my A.R.C. (Alien Registration Card) card, and find where Kyuhyun would walk past and receive his fans (the two girls I sat beside and I hunted for it on Instagram).
I followed people who looked as demented as I clearly am and found the location. It was here that we all waited for roughly forty-five minutes for Kyu. 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. No one expected him, so we could not process that it was truly him. I exclaimed “Wookie Oppa!” and then everyone freaked out. I made my claim as the frantic foreigner fan loud and clear. THEN IT WAS TIME.
Ryeowook in the center.
I was holding two cameras (my compact camera and my iPhone) and tried desperately to get a glimpse of Kyu. In general, I do not like being “seen” as a foreigner and loathe being loud in public, but I threw all my dignity out the window that night. 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.
This could be when I screamed “I love you!”
Again, I realize how insane I sound, but I am owning up to it. I get it.
Anyway, I have always had the frightening ability to move past people during concerts or in crowded areas in general. I have touched the lead singers of Dashboard Confessional, The Fray (I full-out rubbed his bald head), and Cartel. I also bumped into Corbin Bleu from High School Musical. It happens sometimes. Have no fear though, I did not touch Kyuhyun.
After ducking, dodging, jumping, and weaving, I ended up right beside him. Everyone was screaming at him in Korean (“Saranghae, Oppa!”), but he kept his eyes forward. I knew that I had to speak in English to throw him off. I, with little to no confidence, said, “You were great, Kyuhyun!” (I embarrassingly threw in a “Woo!” because I second-guessed myself). I really was not expecting him to acknowledge my presence, BUT HE DID. CHO KYUHYUN LOOKED ME IN THE EYE, SMILED, AND SAID THANK YOU IN KOREAN. Everyone around me freaked out because I clearly won in this game of “PLEASE LOOK AT ME, OPPA.” We waved goodbye as his car drove off. I walked outside then noticed that I was shaking and on the verge of tears. I called my older sister, Maricel, and she heard the best version of me – screaming and weeping in the streets of Seoul.
THE MOMENT THAT WILL STAY WITH ME FOREVER.
I envisioned me talking to Kyuhyun in a really chill manner, but… apparently I did not. After watching the video I took and finding clips on Instagram, all I saw was a clearly single woman with a crazed look in her eyes and a determined smile on her face. WORTH IT.
In other news, I am going to go to Japan next month! Finally.