The week of the concert arrived, and Seoul was consumed by Seon Joo fever. Billboards plastered with his image lined the streets. Television screens flashed with concert previews. The city buzzed with anticipation.
Soo-jin, Yomi's best friend, was practically vibrating with excitement. She had managed to score two tickets to the opening night concert and was determined to drag Yomi along, despite her friend's protests.
"Please, Yomi-ah! It'll be fun! Consider it a stress reliever from your job hunt and family duties," Soo-jin pleaded, her eyes wide and pleading.
Yomi sighed. She knew she wouldn't win this battle. Soo-jin's enthusiasm was infectious, and besides, she was starting to feel guilty about being such a drag.
"Fine," she conceded, "but I'm not promising to scream or wave any light sticks."
Soo-jin squealed with delight. "That's all I ask!"
That evening, Yomi found herself swept up in a wave of screaming fans as they entered the stadium. The sheer scale of the event was overwhelming. The stage was a dazzling spectacle of lights and screens. The air crackled with anticipation.