Lover in Time

Year 2422

"Kim Asha, miss Kim Asha."

"Yes, I'm here," I answer, taking out the earphones. I like listening to old music. Very old, with old devices. I don't really like how music is transmitted nowadays, directly into the brain. Too much noise. I'm an old-fashioned twenty-five-year-old girl. I think it's due to my growing up in an orphanage managed by nuns. Maybe for that, I like the past so much. I never felt like I belonged here; the past is my real home. I find it more like me.

Recently, I found this old group. They were called BTS. Really talented and famous around 400 years ago. I discovered that there are still people who are listening to their songs. They call themselves the Army. I think this is the name of their fandom.

"Good morning. How can I help you?" The employee of the time travel tourist agency asks me.

"Hi, I would like to book a holiday in 2021."

"Very well. We have some good places. Italy, France, USA. These are the popular locations. If I can suggest, Tuscany or Normandy would be perfect for you." He says.

I shook my head. "No, I want to stay in the 2021 Seoul."

"Very well." He starts to talk, then freezes a moment later. He looks at me, bewildered. "Why do you want to stay in this same city?"

"Well, there is something I'm interested in. So, can you book me a three-week holiday?"

"What would you like to do there? We have various options. You can be a rich girl or a businesswoman, a student."

"I want to work. That's for sure. Can I stop here tomorrow for the details?"

He looks at me, a little annoyed. "Yeah, sure."

When I leave the agency, I put on the earphones and press play. The song playing right now is EGO. One of my favorites. IDK, but the voice of this guy brings me a smile.

Smiling like an idiot, I walk towards the time library to see what I can find about the group.

"Access to the historical database. Music, BTS." I speak aloud to the interface.

ACCESS GRANTED... Good morning, Kim Asha.

"Access to imagine archives. Group photos." At my command, a gallery of their photos opens up.

Not only talented but also beautiful. I look at all their faces.

"Open members' gallery and personal files." Another page opens with folders on it. I select the first folder.

RM, aka Kim Namjoon.

I scroll through the photos, "Cute!" When I arrive at the biography part. The system starts to read.

Kim Namjoon was the leader of the group and main rapper, born on September 12th, 1994.

I stop the interface and pass to another folder.

Jin, aka Kim Seokjin.

I also scroll through his photos. Handsome.

Kim Seokjin was the eldest member. Vocalist and visual of the group. Born December 4th, 1992.

Another folder.

Suga, aka Agust D, aka Min Yoongi.

"Also, this one is cute. Where are all these hot guys nowadays?"

Min Yoongi was a lead rapper, second eldest. Born March 9th, 1993.

Jimin, aka Park Jimin.

"This one is sexy, but not my type."

Park Jimin was a main dancer and lead vocalist. Born October 13th, 1995.

Jungkook, aka Jeon Jungkook.

"What a cutie."

Jeon Jungkook was the maknae. Main vocalist, lead dancer, sub-rapper, center. Born September 1st, 1997.

V, aka Kim Taehyung.

Kim Taehyung was a vocalist, visual, and lead dancer. Born December 30th, 1995.

I look at his photo again. "This guy has something that resembles me." Looking closely, I notice the same moles I have. One on the lower lip, one on the nose, and one on the eye. "Whoaaaa, maybe he is one of my ancestors. Interface overlap Kim Taehyung and Kim Asha photos." The result is impressive. Wow, we are really alike.

J-Hope, aka Jung Hoseok.

Jung Hoseok was a lead rapper, main dancer, and sub-vocalist. Born February 18th, 1994.

I look at his photo again; there is something in his eyes, he seems happy, but there is also some sadness mixed in them. "Project a simulation of his face." The hologram shows his face in 3D, and I can't stop tracing the contour of his future, his eyes, his cheekbones, his nose, and his heart-shaped lips. I dwell on his future, and I lose the sense of time.

Is Kim Asha still using this interface?

"Oh, yes." I look for another minute, then shake my head. "Close members' gallery and personal files."

I search for other info that could turn out useful. By the time I get out, it's already dinner time. Walking home, I stop to buy something to eat.

"Alright, miss, remember. Everything that happens will be only temporary in their time. Once you're back, they will not remember anything about you." That's why I chose to travel with an agency.

Everyone nowadays can go back in time, but there will be no memory alteration. In the past, I read that many people from the future have gone back and done every kind of thing. Including helping themselves become rich.

If you want to go alone, you can stay for a max of two days, no more. Two days are enough to turn things upside down, in my opinion. That's what the time law tells us.

"Now remember that you'll be exhausted on the first day, so don't overdo it. Do we need to remember the rules?"

"No, I remember them."

"Very well, ready?" I nod, and three seconds later, I find myself in front of a man. The time is frozen. "This is Sejin, their manager. You have an interview to be their housekeeper. Not to mention that you'll be chosen." He says. "Good luck." And disappear.

I sit down in front of him and wait for the time to start flowing again.

"So, are you ok with the term Miss Kim?" Sejin says.

"Yes, and call me Asha, please."

"There is only one thing. They don't have a spare room."

"Oh, doesn't matter, I can sleep on a couch without problems."

"I don't think the guys will let you." He says, shaking his head. "Now come with me." Getting up and opening the door.

I follow him down a hallway. "The guys right now are far too busy to cook and clean after themselves. You will cook and clean in their stead. They usually go back really late. Here is the password for the house lock." He stops before a door and turns to pass me the badge with the password.

We enter the room, the manager does something, and the music stops. "Guys, come here, please." The group comes near. "This is your new housekeeper, Asha."

I step forward and bow. "Nice to meet you. I hope to get along well." When I lift my head, there is a short silence, I see all the eyes pass from me to the guy who could be my ancestor.

"There is something we need to resolve. Where she's going to sleep