The man stood there. He was very unfamiliar. He wore black, circular shades and his hair color was really odd. He had half of his hair in black, and half of his other hair in white.
He licked his lips for a second as he leaned against the frame, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Uhm, I'm new? Nice to meet you?" I replied and he tsked.
"Tch. A new brat to deal with," he muttered and I cocked a brow as I stared at him.
What's this guy's problem.
"Excuse me? What's your problem?" I replied and he cocked a brow as he maintained his posture.
"Now, now... Yeonhae, I guess you've met some of the other people here," Seokjin sighed as he patted the latter's shoulder.
"This is Min Yoongi, and he lives here too. He's like one of us," he gestures to the quiet boy as he nods.
"Ah, then hello there," I replied as I bowed at him, and he nodded it off.
"He came for rehearsal, isn't that right, Yoongi?" Seokjin said and Yoongi nodded again.
He took off his shades which revealed his eye color, and it was much more odder.
Since two sections of his hair are parted black and white, the part where he had black hair was where his white eye aligned while his white hair had a black eye color aligned with it. Which makes his other eye black and his other eye white.
"I guess you noticed Yoongi here. He's come for practice too, right?" He smiled as he patted the shorter boy's shoulder.
"Shut up, but... yeah, I'm here," he murmured as he rolled his eyes.
"I heard that crazy bastard escaped the mental hospital?" Yoongi asked as he looked at the tall man.
"I can't blame him. I'm not surprised if he even broke out of that strong straitjacket," Seokjin snickered before turning his back, leaving me and Yoongi alone.
Yoongi cocks a brow as he slowly approaches me, hands in his pocket before he smirks, towering me down.
"You better be good. Someone's watching, you know?" He grins before turning his heel, walking out of the room.
What's with these guys giving me a cold shoulder?
As soon as I changed, I went towards the three men who were already grouped.
"Ah, anyway newbie, I mean Yeonhae, this is what you're going to do today. This is going to be difficult since that bastard is away but we'll try to see," Seokjin smiles as he pats my back.
"Th-this sucks. I'm freezing!" Yoongi growls as he wraps his jacket tighter around his upper body.
"But... it's like 40° out here...," I muttered as I looked beyond Seokjin's broad shoulder.
"Ah, it's kind of hard to explain... but Yoongi kind of has this condition where he's cold during hot climates and hot during cold climates. You can say he's a typical freak," Seokjin winks and Yoongi gives him a scowl.
"Fuck this, I'm going for a hot shower," he tsks as he runs to the backstage.
Seokjin smirks as he laughs breathlessly to himself, looking at me.
"You should wait here a bit. We're missing something really important for you," Seokjin says.
"Meanwhile, I'll set up the props needed for next week's show. You go and help Namjoon," Seokjin says before letting go of me, jogging to a bulk of boxes before taking one, and carrying them to the backstage.
Meanwhile, Namjoon was silent as he placed everything in it's proper place, his shirtless top was now glistening in sweat as he sighed to himself.
"Newbie, go and make yourself useful and clean the seats. We should discard some trash," he explained and I nodded before running to a room where they kept their cleaning supplies.
"Excuse me!" A voice said, and it was near me so I turned my head towards the person who was waving at me.
"Yes?" I replied as I walked towards them.
They were a small crowd of young girls, probably around my age. They waved at me and I smiled as I bowed at them.
"We heard about a small card show here? Like one of those small side shows they gives before they offer the main big show," one of the girls asked.
"Uhhh... I'll have to ask-," I replied but was cut off.
"I'll take care of it. You go and clean the seats. Please... come this way," Namjoon said as he approached me, buttoning his shirt up as he gestured his arm towards the right side.
"Thank you!" They chimed as they followed Namjoon to that card show.
As I began to scrub under the seats, I realised there really wasn't any weird dirt, just some footprints and maybe a few candy wrappers since food wasn't allowed, but people do bring candy just to fill their mouths.
Then, as I was about to scrub the seats even further, my eyes landed on the figure that went back inside the tent. I cocked my brow as he glanced at me.
He soon approached me, his face stoic as his plump lips were tugged into a frown, he places a hand on his pink hair before ruffling it, staring at me up and down.
"Where's Jin hyung?" He asks and I look at the direction of the backstage before pointing it.
"Jiminie! You're back! Now! It's time for rehearsals!" Seokjin smiles as he tugs Yoongi behind him, wearing a thick coat.
"Where's Namjoon?" Yoongi scowled.
"Card show, we'll have to start without him!" Seokjin smiled as he gathered us in the between.
"Alright everyone, please take your spots. But first... we need something... eye opening in the first act," Seokjin said as he grabbed my arm before placing me beside Jimin.
"Hmmm... I think... this will do!" He cheers, and Jimin looks at him in confusion.
"You'll both be partners for the first act!"
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