Its a story about me meeting my bias for the first time... ForewordIll tell you a little story... but let me tell you why Im writing this story 1- I want to brag (oh Im just kidding), 2- for it to be documented)!What triggered this was ‘me thinking of Nichkhun oppa as I was driving on the highway’.Its a story about me calling his name, and him responding innocently to the sound of his name.Ive always hoped to meet Khun oppa for the first time in Korea, Ive had a hidden motive of course (I wanted to stand out).Meeting oppa in a sea of girls dressed in black (meaning us Gulf girls) wont be anything special, I wanted my moment (or should I say ‘our’ moment) to be special.And fate didnt fail me in that, our moment couldnt be any more special than what actually happened.