Milan and Ayera have been meeting BTS for a week. Ayera had met up with Jimin once since then to discuss their schedules and how they may meet up in the next weeks. Details were still being worked out, but Milan had a feeling they'd be seeing each other more.
She, on the other hand, was ecstatic to be able to follow Ayera whenever she needed to leave the house. She hoped to run across some of her favourite idols, such as Kevin and Jacob from The Boyz, or the complete members in general, or even Cravity members.
Milan, let's be honest, would most likely lose her voice if she met one of these adorable humans. Still, like a princess anticipating marriage, she fantasised about such occasions. Excited, nervous, and impatient are all words that come to mind when she thinks of it.
Ayera had taken her to a neutral spot today, a location whose name was kept secret due to the large number of idols in the area. Even getting them in was a headache, but BTS passes offered them an advantage. Jimin and the other members reasoned that if Ayera saw their reality as idols, it would be easier and more natural. Her account of them would be genuine, with the truth at its core.
Ayera's job was to see them rehearse, speak with one another, prepare for performances, and so on. As the artists prepare for an award show in three weeks, this location promises to provide a few surprises.
This location was created to allow the groups to communicate with one another when it was necessary for certain performances and presentations.
Meanwhile, Milan took her suitcase and walked out, leaving Ayera to her own devices. Milan was a writer herself and could pick up more details for her friend to use, even though she wasn't the main writer.
As a result, she exited the restricted area for BTS employees and members. Each group had their own enclosed space where they could practise and be free in general. Milan rushed over to the next covered area, which was only a few feet away. As soon as she heard voices, she slowed down. When she glanced about the building for a way to identify the people in the gathering, she came across a name she had seen once or twice before.
It was a brand-new female idol band. They just made their debut approximately six months ago, and this should be their first big test. She smiled and silently hoped they would succeed in this difficult life path they had just embarked on.
Milan strolled through many buildings with groupings of idols, but none of them was visible from the outside. She nearly physically rolled her eyes whenever she couldn't encounter any of their squad. What a pity. Books have led her to assume that a chance encounter with a stranger will result in a happily ever after.
Liars, the lot of them.
She had just resolved to give up when a song brought her out of her thoughts. She came to a standstill and followed the music, unintentionally strolling into the building of a group she didn't recognise. Fortunately, no one was around to stop her.
She proceeded to the first building, which was just across from the entryway where the melody was coming from. Milan couldn't tell if the room had a one-way or two-way mirror. She was just aware that the figure dancing within her was visible. The space was unmistakably a dancing studio. It was light and airy, with white walls and a brilliant light shining overhead.
Hwang Hyunjin of Stray Kids, as she recognised him now, was dancing in black sweatpants and a black blouse. The clothing, like his short black hair, was desperately clinging to his body. She wished she could take the strands of hair out of his eyes.
The photographs were excellent. They conveyed an idea of how perfect or imperfect a human can be, yet those photographs had misled her. Every single picture had denied Hyunjin's status as an ethereal entity.
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BTS and Stray Kids One Shots
FanfictionIn the walls of a page, I shall use my wand and pluck out tales of BTS and Stray Kids members roaming in my subconscious. It shall span for a chapter or two or more. If it surpasses that, I will share. Creativity has no limit and should not be chain...