Why do I call myself an ELF? Not a SoNE, not a Cassie, not a Kamilia, not a Boice, not an A+, not a Shawol. Not anything else even if I love all these groups just the same? I always say that it’s Super Junior. Thirteen, fifteen, twelve, ten, nine. But then today, I realized it’s not only them, after all. It’s the fandom. The shitty, cray cray, beautiful fandom that is ELF. That fandom that is me and my friends. The fandom that is my FAMILY. The fandom so imperfect, I feel that I fit perfectly with them. It’s these people, who I never asked approval of, that I am happiest with. It is in this fandom where I am but another dot in that endless Sapphire Blue Sea, where I am unknown but loved, where I feel right at home. ELF. Where they love me not for my name or for what I’ve done, where they love me and they don’t even know it. And I love them even if I don’t really know them. Where we love each other without us knowing. Because I am them. And they are me. And we are one and the same.