★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry 91. Future This was it.
It was their first official concert since debuting three years ago. Sure, they had performed at countless shows and ceremonies. But the group never had their own concert. The first show of many had finally ended. Brown eyes skimming the front row, Jun saw his parents, crying but with smiles on their faces, the rest of his family and friends. He especially eyed a certain brunette, which he managed to keep dating with all the sneaking around they did.
Wiping sweat from his face, Jun's brother and cousin hugged him tight. They had accomplished their dream.
Finally.
__________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; 
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;
Last edited by Star-Lord; 07-13-2014 at 02:35 AM.
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