In a set where BTS was going to rehearse for a function the next day:
"Di~, please get me a scooter. Please" Alesha whined. "I said no." Ayesha answered. "I know how to drive!" she exclaimed in defense. "And you're underage so that is illegal and expensive." her sister answered. "I can avoid all routes with the traffic police on it. And I don't look my age!" she said defiantly. "Shut it. What if you get caught?" her sister said sounding annoyed. Alesha grabbed a random person passing by and asked, " How old do I look to you?" The person was dressed in black overalls and a mask and had the hood pulled on making his face and visuals barely visible.
"Umm... 19?" the person answered taken aback. "See." Alesha said letting go of the person. "Is there a problem?" another person said appearing from behind the unknown man that she had grabbed. "No" Alesha retorted trying not to ogle at the new intruders height and build.
"Ayesha? It's me" the new intruder said pulling his hat up revealing his eyes. "Weren't you coming tomorrow? " Ayesha exclaimed pulling his hat lower than it already was as she glared at her younger sister. "You guys know each other?" Alesha quizzed. "I'm the manager here, I know everybody" her sister barked. "Geez no need to get so worked up. " she said stepping away a bit.
"Get me a scooter. My friend from India is coming here in a week. Please" she whined regardless of the other two new people. "Would you shut up for a moment? You are more annoying than the broken recorder dad had." her sister hissed.
"Your sister?" the new intruder asked. "Unfortunately, if she wasn't of use, I would've sent her back to India already " her sister hissed. "Hey now that isn't a good way to say thank you" Alesha retorted. "Stop getting on my nerves and get some work done because the only thing you are giving me is a headache." her sister said pointing an index finger at Alesha and indicated for her to go away.
"Why does she need one?" the earlier person asked. "Because I need to roam and enjoy my life and vacation at this age instead of being stuck with this old-fashioned grandma." alesha pouted. "Says the one who still listens to the 70s goldies." Ayesha scoffed. "Hey no coming at my music taste. It's way better than yours that doesn't listen to any song without skipping away after it's main part" she retorted.
"Why not use a bicycle?" the intruder suggested. "She's a lazy bum and won't move a muscle." Ayesha answered. "I can't go to far places on a bicycle" Alesha answered ignoring her sisters earlier remark. "That's not very healthy" the intruder said. "Plus what if you get caught by a patrol?" he continued. "I shouldn't be saying this but here's my answer" she said flapping open a license making her sister more angrier than she already was.
"A fake license? Are you crazy!" her sister said launching a smack on her shoulder. "Okay that's a joke. Just get me an electric scooter, it doesn't need a license." she said holding her shoulder hissing in pain. "Get out of here before I lose my temper" her sister said rubbing her temple.
"Do you like BTS?" the earlier person asked. "Of course" she said. "Hey no-" her sister stopped the man but, it was too late. He pulled down his mask revealing his handsome face. "Impossible" she muttered as she felt her vision swim
"Jimin! She has Vasovagal syncope. She faints on being excited. " Ayesha said holding her sister who was losing balance as she was losing conscious . "Hida! Don't faint!" she exclaimed tapping her sister's forehead as she held her with one arm. "Let me" Namjoon said holding her. "No let me" Jimin said as he turned around and bent to his knees. "What sappy K-drama are you two a part of?" Ayesha exclaimed. She scooped her sister up in one swift move and carried her away princess style towards her cabin as the two tagged along.
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A lost friend?
Fanfiction"Jimin! She has Vasovagal syncope. She faints on being excited. " was the last thing Alesha heard before fainting. A story where a group of Indian people meet BTS and go through hell and fire to keep them safe.