Beomseok isn't really sure what happened in his life to lead him up to this very moment. He's on the verge of hyperventilating but for some reason, the space around him seems to increase, people giving him a wide breadth. The guards are eying him and Beomseok chalks it up to some sexist shit. He has no awareness of the crazy glare that he has going on in his eyes. In truth, Beomseok might look a bit more like a killer with his face mask pulled over his face than an avid fan.
Kim Dayoung is in front of him and she reaches the table. Kang Siwoo smiles at her because he knows her, recognizes her from all the events she's been to since the beginning of his career. Fansite masters have that sort of privilege.
But that means Beomseok is next and he has less than a minute to prepare. His muscles are all wound up and a guard almost steps up to stop him from advancing.
Beomseok is confused as well, his eyes shoot up at the staff member, and freezes in place.
