Hello, welcome to the GOT7 concert stage!!

I made it look this way because attending a GOT7 concert is on my bucket list. Not that I desperately want to, it would just be nice to experience it at least once. (fingers crossed!)

I found GOT7 because I had a crush on Lee Ho-su, the fictional character Jinyoung played in Unwritten Seoul. I loved his character so much that I got curious about the actor and googled him. Then I found out he is a kpop idol and I got to know the rest of Got7 members. Also, I realized he is very private and rarely posts. It made me a little sad. There would be no daily updates to fill my day. At the same time, I felt relieved. At least my delulu would not be fed and spiral out of control.

I fell inlove with GOT7, though it only lasted about a week. My critical mind stepped in and tamed my fangirling self, also because I had already finished watching the funniest variety shows they ever participated in.

Only later did I realize I had actually watched everything. Every show. Every clip. Especially Hard Carry and their trainee mini vlogs, full of petty fights that somehow became their lore. I still laugh thinking about the chicken wing fight and the rice drama. It is still funny.

Watching their videos felt strange. They were from 2014-2021, and I was watching them in 2025. It felt like nostalgia for an era I never lived in. I felt FOMO for something I was too young to even participate in. It's kinda lonely, loving them in that version of time, when there are so many new K pop groups now and almost everyone else has already moved on. And when longtime Agases talk about GOT7 now, they just think of it as a core memory of their teenage years. Most of them are now aunties and moms.

That is why I was extremely happy when they had a comeback album in January 2025.

I also bought their 2021 album, and I freaked out because out of all the versions, I got my bias’s version. Jinyoung. Aaaa.

I love their music. I am proud of how well their solo careers are going. I love how their personalities show through their individual songs.

At one point, I thought posting their faces on my wall was a good idea. It was not.

Seven men staring at me constantly made me too self conscious to do anything weird in my room. Even changing clothes felt awkward. I had to cover the wall so I would not have silly thoughts.

So I ripped all their posters down.

Problem solved.