SELENA'S POV
I've followed the popular Korean boy band—BTS—to know their songs when I hear them from afar and to hum the lyrics with exact precision. Back when I was overly obsessed with them and within the rise of teenagehood, I would yell their songs to the top of the roof until Clement marched into my room straight from work, switched off the boom box I had indefinitely stolen from his room with the straightest face possible, and lectures me as any big brother would on the topic of how rude it was to disturb the entire neighborhood over Dy…Dy…Dynamite (which was one of my many out-of-tune addendums to the song I formed) and the ridiculous arm flouncing I tagged a dance.
But of course, I would repeat it, and again, and again, and he would be stuck and frustrated with his many unadhere
