A 12 years old girl that doesn't act at her age, receiving training by BTS personally. That makes her become "THE GIRL THAT THE COMPANY BROKE THE 'NO GIRL TRAINEE' RULE" because of how talented she is.
Being the only girl, BTS make her live with the...
Previous chapter : Instagram update from May - Aug 2017
1 Sep 2017 Chloe POV I'm now staring at the man that just turned 20 according to his international age.
'Am I... Is my decision a right one?' I'm debating myself.
"-yeon, Soyeon." a voice made me snapped out of my thoughts. I don't need to whip my head or what cause I've been looking at his direction.
"You are staring." he said. I gulped, don't know what to reply. I eyed his action from sitting up to moving toward me and lastly pulling me. I ended up standing in between his leg.
"What are you thinking in your little head?" he asked soothing my hair, waiting patiently for my answer.
"I- I- erh you-..... I need to- I- I will be going out today alone." I told him.
"And? You are telling me for?" he asked back. "I don't know. I feel like you're gonna scold me for not telling." I managed to say without shuttering.
"Hmm, Alright then. Be safe. he said. "ok byebye." I got out from his hold.
"Wait." he grabbed my wrist. I looked back at him, tilting my head a little. "Come back early." he noted.
9 p.m. I knew I'm late already, I planned to hide, but I can't. "Happy Birthday." I said handing him the cake I got him.
Jungkook POV Today's my birthday, happy that I can celebrate with my hyungs and Soyeon.
My thoughts flashed back to this morning, Soyeon was staring at me. But why? Did she just stare at my lips or is that my imagination?
It's 7p.m., Jin hyung called her but she didn't pick up. Did she got into danger?
'Soyeon? Where are you? Are you safe? We are waiting for you...' I bombarded her inbox. She didn't reply but after 2 hours,
Click~ She came in from the mansion's door holding a box.
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She didn't greet us. And surprisingly we, no one said anything, just wait for her to walk toward us with her head hanging low.
She finally looked up "Happy Birthday." she said handing me the box with a smile.
I frowned, "What happened?" "Don't ask."
"I'm sorry so being late." her eyes wandered around, "Go ahead continued your celebrations, I will be going back to my apartment." she said as she saw the food on our plate almost ended.
'Don't ask... But she's late and her eyes puffy... Her clothes wasn't the same as this morning when she left.'
"Stay." I managed to say. "I'm sorry. But I just don't want to ruin the mood."
'Did she come back to just wish me and give me the cake?'
"Stay, please." I begged. She opened her mouth to speak but she seems to can't find the right word. "Don't simply beg someone on your happy day. I'm sorry for ruining it." she walked to the kitchen.
