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People often ask, "Bakit mo iniiyakan 'yan? Concert lang naman."
And honestly, I wish it were that simple.
We're not crying because we missed a random event.
We're crying because for years, we waited for this moment.
Some of us stayed up until dawn just to watch livestreams, hopping from one link to another because we couldn't afford the official online streaming pass. Kaya nagtitiis kami sa malabong streams, putol-putol na audio, at mga link na bigla na lang nawawala sa kalagitnaan ng concert. Some watched grainy fancams and told ourselves, "One day, ako naman." Some saved little by little from allowances and salaries, kahit pabarya-barya pa yan.
So when people see us crying over a ticket, they're only seeing the last five minutes of a story that took years to write.
They're seeing the tears, but not the years behind them.
They're seeing the disappointment, but not the waiting.
They're seeing a fan who didn't get a seat, but not the person who spent countless nights finding comfort in seven voices when life felt too heavy to carry alone.
What they're witnessing is only the ending of a chapter they were never there to read.
They weren't there when BTS became the soundtrack of our youth. They weren't there for the birthdays we celebrated with strangers who eventually became friends. For the comeback nights spent awake until dawn. For the voting, streaming, saving, waiting, hoping, and believing.
They weren't there for the years when seeing BTS in person felt impossible.
And they definitely weren't there this week.
They didn't see the fans who woke up before sunrise because they were too anxious to crave for sleep. The fans who spent hours staring at loading screens, refreshing pages, praying their internet would hold up. The fans who watched ticket after ticket disappear before their eyes. The fans who reached the front of the queue only to be told there was nothing left.
So when you see us crying, understand that we're not mourning a piece of paper or a QR code.
We're mourning the possibility of a moment we have imagined for years.
A moment where we'd finally hear the opening VCR and realize, "I'm here."
A moment where we'd see seven people who unknowingly walked with us through some of the hardest chapters of our lives.
A moment where we'd finally get to say thank you—even if they never hear it.
That's why it hurts.
Because this was never just about a concert.
It was about a dream we've been carrying for so long that it became a part of us.
@ur_kimthv SAKIT BHE, ung friend ko ang baba ng queue# nung mem, di nka secure nag error ang code nya+sit tight. Khpon we both queued, 33 pnkamababang # (may pag-asa) pero sold out n. Kanina, both parin kmi pinaka mababa sknya 50k. Sakin 100k+ 😭 wala kaming nasecure. Masakit pa sa breakup
ngl, i’m really happy for everyone na nakapag-secure ng ticket. pero deep down in me, may selos, inggit, at lungkot na nararamdaman for myself.
kasi gusto ko rin kung ano ‘yung meron kayo. gusto ko ring ma-experience makapunta sa concert next year. i hate this feeling huhuhu
Nag join force kami ng friend ko to secure arirang tix. Hindi pinalad, after ng sold out kumaen kami dito kanina. Pinlay pa Dynamite nkaka tawa pa, pero nung nkasakay nako sa angkas, dun bumuhos luha ko. Dun ko lang na absorb ung sakit😭😭😭 daig pa breakup bhe💔🫂 Sana pwede pa
Ganito pala feeling ng umiyak habang sakay ng angkas. Grabe kna LN, ilang months ako di makaka move on neto.
Both days nasa 100k+ ang queue. Saksakin nyo nalang ako 😭💔🫂 hugs to us na hindi nka secure ng tickets