RM x S: A Lyrical Story

Inspirational song(s) for this story:

Favourite Girl – by RM (Pre-debut)

Converse High (RM ver.) – by RM

Year: 2012

"As I said some years before, at that moment, I'll show you the whole world. Hongdae, here and there, I said that I'll show you all of it."
RM's deep voice reverberated through the speaker on her handphone as she emerged from exit 9 at Honggik University.

Clutching her sling purse closer to her body as she weaved through a crowd of 20 and 30 year old night revelers, S tried to keep a straight face.
"Your whole world was Hongdae?" She couldn't resist teasing him.

His easy laugh came through on the other end of the phone and she smiled. RM's laughter always sounded childlike and carefree despite his deep voice.

"You know what I mean. As a kid, yeah. The underground scene there holds true passion for hip-hop culture. It had everything I wanted."
S thought he sounded almost wistful for a second. She took a left at Seogyoro and picked up her pace.

"Well it certainly has a...unique energy. I'm not too sure about that multi-way crossing I saw though. I'm getting Shibuya vibes."

Over the phone, S could hear RM greeting someone, some foot steps and a cacophony of chatter, laughter and clinking tableware.

Once again, RM had arrived early for their meet-up. He seemed to always subtract 10 mins from the agreed meet-up timings to secure a place for them.

While it was a sweet gesture, S felt guilty for making him wait.

"Sorry S, what was that? Did you say Shibuya? It was kinda noisy", RM said.

"It's nothing. I'm a couple of minutes away. I'm passing the college at Wausangil".
From her current position, S could make out a striking neon orange signboard that stood out from its neighbours - 'MONSTER PIZZA'.

The amusement of the eatery's name was not lost on S.

RM's voice came through her phone once more. "Great. I got us a corner table on the upper floor. It's less noisy here. See you soon."

"Okay, see you." S tapped the end call button and was ready to break into a short run up to the eatery when she noticed that her converse high top laces were coming undone.
Crouching down on the pavement, S hunched over her red sneakers and recalled a past conversation they had.

It brought colour to her cheeks.

S: "Listening to the song demo you just played for me - why does it seem that it said what you wanted to say?"

RM: "On top of those words, I wanted to preserve our memories. After all, you're my favourite favourite girl."

And he was her favourite, favourite boy.

- End -

A word from the author: Hi everyone! I'm new to this platform (as an author) and this series is my first stab at writing fanfiction. Forgive me if the formatting looks weird. I'm slowly figuring this whole thing out.