One evening after work, I turned on Netflix looking for something interesting to watch. You know how it goes—scroll, scroll, scroll… apparently spending twenty minutes looking for something to watch is also a form of entertainment.
Then I stumbled across BTS Live Comeback: ARIRANG.
I looked at the cover.
BTS…? Why do I know that name?
I moved on.
But for some reason, that cover stayed in my mind. So I went back and pressed play.
Looking at them, I thought, They all look so grown up now. I vaguely remembered seeing BTS years ago—something about pink outfits, catchy songs and lots of dancing. And for some reason, I also thought they had split up. Clearly, I had been keeping up very well.
So I watched the concert.
And somewhere along the way, my casual curiosity turned into:
Wait… they’re actually really good.
But it wasn’t only the music that caught my attention. You could actually feel how happy they were to be on that stage together. There was something very natural and comfortable between them—the kind of closeness you can’t really fake.
Then the camera showed the enormous crowd at the outdoor concert.
Okay… who exactly are these seven guys? And where have I been?
Now I was curious.
And curiosity, as they say, is a dangerous little door. You open it just to have a quick look… and suddenly you’re wandering through the whole house.
After the concert, I watched BTS: The Return, thinking I would learn a little more about them.
That was the plan anyway.
Instead, I found myself smiling.
I don’t really know how to explain it. Watching them simply made me happy. Their friendship, their humour, the way they interacted with each other—it made me smile and strangely excited to discover what I had apparently been missing all these years.
Funny how some things enter your life like that. No announcement. No grand entrance. Just a random Netflix recommendation on an ordinary night.
I almost scrolled past them.
Almost.
But I didn’t.
And that’s when things started getting interesting…
