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I'm frozen in shock, while the person next to me is crying their eyes out. Jungkook's soft sniffles are now starting to turn into loud bawling. I'm sure people are going to start wondering where the loud noise is coming.
My thoughts become a reality when the door that Jungkook comes out of opens slightly. I see a small head peek through and I gasp at who I see. What are the odds of seeing two of the people from my childhood?
Years Before:
I sit on the chair, tapping my feet aggressively. I settled for a calmer stance, sitting down from pacing around the room.
I know that most of the people are getting annoyed from my jitters, already feeling their bits of nervousness.
I'm in the waiting room after my audition to get into the Busan School of Arts, one of the best schools in my opinion. Almost everyone in the room was nervous, except for the select few that think that NO ONE could dare to reject them.
I was getting kind of annoyed by their bragging comments about how we should all give up because they definitely will get in. That we're just wasting our times and we would never be able to get in.
After talking myself into keeping still and saving my energy, a boy caught my attention. He had a chubby face that I just wanted to squeeze, which contrasted with his lean, but muscular body.
I tried to focus on other things and not be caught staring at a stranger. When I faced forward, I heard a light and airy voice.
"Are you nervous?" The cute guy next to me asks. When I glance at him, he gives a small smile that makes his eyes basically invisible. When I don't answer from sheer shock that a guy is actually talking to me, he talks again.
"Well, you shouldn't be. I saw your performance through the glass, and they'd be crazy not to accept you." The guy compliments me while quietly scooting a little closer to me.
"Well, I know that--I mean thank you! I didn't know if anyone would like my dance!" I quickly corrected myself from gloating. I knew that I was a good dancer, but I didn't want to come off as egotistical.
I guess the guy caught my word change based on his tiny smirk. Or what I think was supposed to be a smirk. He kind of looks like a demented pedophile.
I would have possible been weirded out by his gaze, but I sensed no malice towards me. I would say it is safe to assume that the cute guy doesn't know how to smirk. I stifle a laugh look towards him.
"I'm Jae-Hwa. It's nice to meet you." I say to the guy. His smirk turns into a smile as he beams up at me. His eyes completely disappear from view.
"Hello Jae-Hwa! I'm Jimin. It's nice to meet you too." He replies happily, stretching his smile even more. He looked so adorable that I had to pinch myself to not start grabbing his face.
Jimin and I spent most of the time talking about normal stuff. Before I knew it, it was time for me to leave.
I don't know why, but I never asked for Jimin's number. Seemed like the smart thing to do at the time. I went home feeling a pang of regret, writing it off as something normal.
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Jimin peeks his full head out of the door, looking between me and the crying Jungkook. He starts to look skeptical after looking for a while, but then looks at me with wide eyes.
"Wait. I remember you! You're the girl from the audition room. What was it...Jae-Hwa!" Jimin beams at me, completely forgetting about his band member who is still breaking down beside him.
"What a small world. Why didn't I ever see you around the school after that day?" He asks me with a hint of sadness, that I don't catch.
"Oh yeah... I sort of didn't make it in." I rub the back of my neck, tell Jimin feeling a sense of embarrassment. I should feel some embarrassment from not making it after all of that bragging I did when I was talking to Jimin.
Jimin nods his head in understanding and begins to say something but hears a soft sniffle. We both look towards Jungkook, who's face is now the shape of a rice ball.
"Oh my god, Jungkook! What happened?! Why are you crying? Did Tae take the last banana milk from the fridge again?" Jimin asks frantically, spouting reasons as to why his band member is crying.
Of course I know, but Jimin doesn't need to know why. Jungkook finally manages to stop his sniffles and starts to speak.
"It's complicated..." Is all he says, sparing a glance at me. I look away quickly, feeling guilty for being the reason that Jungkook cried.
"Let's talk about it in the room, then." Jimin says as he drags me and Jungkook into the room. I start complaining and start lightly hitting Jimin's arm.
My complaints were useless in the end, leaving me sulking and facing the door. I didn't want to face the rest of the members, not wanting to their faces when they realize that I'm the one that caused their youngest member to break down in tears.
I sigh and decide to just accept my fate, turning around. When I look up, I see the rest of the members frozen in place. It looks quite comical to be honest. One of them literally is frozen while about to pour some coffee.
The strange thing is, that all the members look familiar to me. Like I've seen them before. I don't know how, because I would surely remember a hot guy if I'd seen one.
All of the guys take one look at me, and their mouths drop open. Two of the guys point at me and yell out. One had a deep voice and the other had a book in his hand, looking studious.
"It's you!!!!" The two guys look at each other and glare a bit and face me again. My face scrunches in confusion as I try to remember the guys. My eyes open wide as I realize where I'd seen those two.
"YOU! You're the one who spilled banana milk all over me! And you're the one who made me spill my medicine. Thanks for the medicine by the way, but still!" I recognize both of them instantly, even though they were both wearing masks at the time of the incident. So I was right about Taehyung being an idol.
At least they both have the nerve to look slightly guilty, since the incidents were both completely their fault. When they go to say something again (probably apologize), a soft sniffle was herd again.
I freeze, completely forgetting about the crying Jungkook who was waiting by the door. It seems like nobody noticed him when he walked in because they all have looks of concern etched on their faces.
"Jungkook, what's wrong?! Did something happen?" The one with the deep voice says.
"YOU. KILLED. MY. BANANA. MILK!!!" Jungkook says as he advances towards the guy. The guy's concerned face turns into a scared one as he hides behind another person. I sigh a little in relief at the fact that Jungkook is no longer crying because of me. Then the small guy who is being used as a shield from Jungkook's hits speaks.
I have to admit that it looks a little ridiculous that a guy of his size was hiding behind someone smaller than him. His stature basically dwarfed the smaller man and did basically nothing to hide him, but he found a way. He decided to push the other guy towards Jungkook, not even thinking twice about it.
"Yah. Yah. I'm not helping you! Let me go! Namjoon-ah!" Unfortunately, the little guy's complaints fall on deaf ears, as he continues to be pushed towards Jungkook. Jimin appears by me and teases the human shield.
"Suga hyung, your sacrifice will be remembered by me. I'll make sure to tell everyone how you disregarded your life to protect your younger member~" Jimin says with a fake sad look. While Jimin continues to tease and pester the older member, I look around the small room.
There is one member just looking at the guys, ignoring the madness going on around him. By the look on his face, this type of stuff happens all the time. His disgusted face makes me chuckle a bit. He was holding his soda can mid-sip and looking the members up and down.
Seeing his face made me laugh, a little too loudly might I add. My 'quiet' giggle caught the attention of everyone in the room, them immediately stopping what they were doing. The one hiding behind the person that I think is called Suga? Or maybe it's just his stage name. I don't know anybody who would name their kid Suga is Korea. Anyway, he looks at me with slight embarrassment, but that quickly turns into apprehension.
"I'm so sorry for what you had to see. 둘, 셋. 안 녕 하 세 요! 방 탄 소 년 단 입 니 다." (Two, three. Hello. We are BTS!) The guy named Namjoon says as he quickly gathers everyone to introduce themselves.
It was kind of amazing how the members can go from playful to professional in a second. I look at the members as they start to individually introduce themselves.
"Hello. My name is RM and I'm the leader of this group." The tall one with dimples said.
"Hi. My name is V and I'm good boy." Taehyung says while everyone has a face that says 'Not this sh*t again'.
"My name is Jimin, nice to meet you again." Jimin says and ignores when the other members look at him with confused faces.
"Hi, my name is Suga. Nice to meet you" The little guy says, looking like he wants to be anywhere but here.
When it's Jungkook's turn, he doesn't say anything, so the next guy introduces Jungkook and himself.
"That's Jungkook, our maknae. And I'm your hope, you're my hope, I'm J-Hope." J-hope smiles, his aura radiating brighter than the sun.
I thought that all members were in the room, but obviously I was wrong as another member came in.
"Did somebody say handsome. Because here I am!" Another guy walks in dramatically, his hands in the air.
"We're just introducing ourselves to the fan right here." Namjoon says. His words snap me back to reality as I quickly go to correct him.
"I'm so sorry. I'm not actually a fan. I just got free tickets to the concert and didn't want to waste them." I explain to the guys my situation, hoping that they won't feel disappointed or something. The last thing I wanted to do was let them think that I knew everything about them.
The members all have 'are you sure' looks on as they assess my behavior. Then the last one that came in decided to talk.
"Well, that makes sense. If she was a fan, she would be screaming after seeing my handsome face. Maybe my beautiful self can turn you into ARMY." The guy says confidently, putting his hands on the sides of his head.
I can't blame him for his attitude, I'm sure nobody can. I mean look at him, at all of them. They are hands down the most attractive guys that I have seen in my entire life. I hear several snickers and I can't help but join in.
It must be like a sitcom living with these guys. The guy which I just found out is named Jin starts listing all of his good features, I lock eyes with Jungkook. He gives a small smile as I beckon him over with my finger.
When he gets over to me, I see his hands go up for a second, but he quickly puts them back down. Realizing that he wanted to give me a hug, I wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him into a tight embrace.
"I missed you so much, noona."
"I missed you too, Kookie. It's been so long." Jungkook starts to cry again, and this time I cry with him. The surrounding sounds start to fade and I focus only on the voice of Jungkook. I thought that Jungkook wouldn't recognize me and I thought that I was going to be fine with that. Actually meeting him let me know that I wouldn't have been okay with not reconnecting with Jungkook. Even if he was some famous idol now.
"Why did you stop calling?! I thought something bad happened to you when you never answered your phone!" Jungkook wails as he clings tighter to me. I instantly berate my clumsy self again as I flashback to breaking my phone. And in the dumbest way possible too. I forgot it on the roof of my car and drove off with it still on it.
"Well *cough*. I sort of broke it and you know how bad my memory is. So I, um, sort of... forgot your number?" I tell Jungkook innocently, hoping it would help curb the intense scolding I'm about to receive.
I'm unfortunately proven right as I feel a short knock on my head. I look up at Jungkook to see him devoid of tears as he holds his knuckles up.
I pout and rub my head, silently cursing him. I suddenly hear loud whispers from the other people in the room.
"Did Jungkook just hit an ARMY?!!! How dare he?!"
"She's not a fan and obviously they know each other. Jungkook doesn't just go hugging random fans."
"Maybe she's his girlfriend or something."
"Stop making up lies! Jungkook doesn't have a girlfriend."
The banter makes Jungkook and I look towards the guys. Taehyung and another guy is arguing, until Jin comes up to them and slaps the back of their heads. Then he looks towards my direction.
"Would you mind explaining what's happening, please?" He kindly asks me, taking a quick glance towards Jungkook. Fortunately for me, Jungkook answers.
"She's the girl I told you about. My friend from before we debuted." He tells Jin, unable to contain his glee. Jin nods his head in realization and gives a small smile.
"If you want to, you guys can exchange numbers. I'm sure the company wouldn't mind." His words make both Jungkook's and I's eyes widen. We turn to each other in synch, almost making it comedic and squeal.
We grab each other's shoulders and jump around the room, ignoring the judgmental looks from the other people in the room. I rip out my phone and accidentally hit Jungkook with it, but he's too busy typing in his number to care.
After he types in his number, I call him to save my number in his phone. We hug again and then Jungkook drags me to go hug Jin. It feels awkward to be hugging a stranger, but he's like family to Jungkook, so I guess it's not as bad.
Jungkook spends the next couple of minutes introducing me to his members.
"This is Jin, our 26-year-old hyung." Jungkook teases as he points at Jin.
"Yah. Why did you have to bring my age into this?!" Jin complains mumbling about how 'You'll be this age someday, too' or something.
"This is our lazy Suga Hyung, spending his entire life asleep." The man in question is laying on the sofa, snoring slightly.
The rest of the introductions go smoothly and time passes by. The members were very nice and funny and it was nice hanging out with them. Whether it's with Jin's dad jokes or Jimin's clumsiness, I could see myself being the best of friends with them.
Eventually, we hear a knock at the door. A man comes in letting us know that it has been past time for me to leave. I gather my stuff and head towards the door, until I realize that I left my phone. I turn back around to see Taehyung quickly shove my phone into Jungkook's hand. Jungkook gives me the phone with an innocent look.
I raise an eyebrow and gently take it. I head back towards the door after saying goodbye to the members. The walk outside of the venue seemed longer than usual and when I open the doors, it feels like hours passed.
When I feel the outside air, I see how dark it is. I began to get worried that Sun-Hi had left, for I had completely forgotten about her. I sigh in relief when I see a car in the distance. I run to her car, wanting to get out of the cold and jump in the car.
When I enter the car, I'm instantly bombarded with questions from Sun-Hi.
"What took you so long, b*tch?! Wait a minute. What took you so loong?" She changes her tone, waggling her eyebrows. I quickly slap her upside her head and shut her idea down.
"I don't know what you're thinking, but it's wrong. Just drive the d*mn car please." I sass, buckling up my seatbelt and leaning back. I check my phone for the time to see that it's 11:00. We must have talked for a long time.
I decided to play a game to pass the time. I knew Sun-Hi must have been tired and I don't want to go to sleep and make her more tired. When I turn my phone back on, I'm instantly attacked with multiple messages.
Unknown
Unknown: Hello. Jae-Hwa???
Unknown
Unknown: Jae-Hwa!! It's Kookie!
Unknown:
Unknown: I'm sorry if you're getting a lot of messages. I told them to wait until Jungkook finished messaging you.
Right when I realize who I'm talking to, I get a call. I see that it's one of the unknown numbers who texted me, so I pick it up.
"Hi Jae-Hwa. This is Namjoon. I'm sorry about Taehyung. I told him to wait until tomorrow to text you." Namjoon said, a hint of guilt and nervousness in his voice.
"Oh. It's fine. But, I'm wondering how they got my number. I only gave it to Jungkook."
"Oh, yeah... We sort of typed your number in our phones when you weren't looking. We thought that it would be easier to contact each other. You seem like a nice person and we'd really like you as a friend." Namjoon explains in one breath, as if afraid that I would end the call before he finished talking.
"It's okay. You guys seem like nice people also. I would really like if we could be friends."
"Thank you for being understanding. I think that there's a lot more to come in our future." Namjoon ends with a philosophical sentence. I didn't really get it, but maybe he's right.
I think I'll be seeing them more often than I thought.
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Don't Kill Me!!! Sorry for updating this so late! I had a project that was due yesterday and I only had a week to work on it and I have two tests tomorrow. And on top of that, MY COMPUTER BROKE!!!! I was so sad that I cried for like 10 minutes. I had to write this at school. I'm probably only going to be able to write during school days.
Anyway, thank you for reading!
Quote of the chapter:
"Win, lose, I don't care because at the end of the day I still have this face so who's the real winner." (You got that right!)