𝑷𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒅 / OT7 x Reader

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Y/N's POV

I left early morning the BigHit dorm. Saying goodbye to Hwasa was not easy, but we would keep in contact, I'll miss my best friend.

My luggage was delivered to the supposed apartment I would share with the rest of the seven band mates. They will sleep together in two rooms with bunkbeds, while I will sleep in my own room, the one that was destined to be a service room for brooms and the washing machine. We would share a kitchen, a dining room and a restroom.

Today was Friday, the final day according to the bible, the holy Bbible of my short life.

I'm getting ready with makeup and hairstyle. We made couple tryouts during the past days so I could have the best image possible for the boys and the cameras. This is going to be recorded so this thing can be shared at some kind of variety show the manager was preparing. I need to look pretty.

Coming from a latin american country and living most of the time in Europe makes me have a different idea of 'getting makeup done', I would think of using a lots of color in my eyes and lips red so they can be seen. Right now my eyes are shining, but the tones used on me are similar to my skin color, so it makes the shining a natural look. My lips are pink, but a light one, almost natural. But they decided to give me an 'extra' look drawing a little heart down my left eye; that was a bit of a ridiculousness.

About my dressing style, it is nothing but a school uniform. A short skirt, white blouse and a black bow tie; long white socks, almost reaching my knees, and high heels, not to high so the boys can look taller than me, but not that much. My hair is falling straight and free over my back wearing a white lace that separates the bangs they made me get from the rest of my hair.

Now I'm waiting for the game to start, I'm in a practice room from the 10th floor of the BigHit building, it is full of balloons, food and cameras so they can record all of the angles when the boys finish the game.

This was going to be a kind of 'Treasure hunt', the staff would make them follow a serie of games and dares to get to the 'treasure'... I was supposed to be the 'treasure', and at the end there would be a nice picnic in that practice room.

The staff is communicating with little radios and because of that I got to know the boys were about to start the game.

"They are in the lobby, we may start" A radio sound from the back.
"Please go ahead" the, I guess, camera director says and the game starts.

"It won't get more than one hour and a half for them to get here, they're smart. Just relax" The creative director tries to cheer me up since I have a 'worried' look. I still can watch all of their movements in the monitors they have.

They better be smart so I don't wait that long.

It's been an hour and those guys are still trying to figure out how to draw a 6-pointed star with 5 lines. Gosh, weren't those guys smart? I've already figured how to draw it.

"Can you give us another clue?~ Please~"  I hear one of the boys say in a cute voice so the director's heart can be nice and give them the 10th clue of the day  They could only use 7 clues, one for each of them.
"Okay, please ask the staff in front of you to draw the first three lines" The director says through the radio.
They are in the fourth floor, 6 floors to go.

Another hour and they are trapped in the 7th floor, they can't pass through a rope maze, they can't touch any rope and wearing school uniforms makes it harder, so we've been waiting for them two hours ago. Again another clue asked to the staff and they let the boys touch 3 ropes at least so they can go through.
I'm starting to feel hungry and the faces of the staff scream 'stressed out'...