Section Two: The Hard Part
The rest of your sophomore year had gone wonderfully. The boys had gone home for Christmas and this time you were able to join them. You happily joined Namjoon on his trip back to Ilsan and were thrilled to spend time with everyone again the comfort of familiar surroundings once more.
You and Jungkook had spent countless hours working over the software giving it to Yoongi to play with in the studio and then tweaking it some more along the way. Jimin had added some requests for some vocal modulations, and you began to write a new program that would help him and Taehyung in their singing. When you got that to a slightly presentable package you had taken it to Yoongi and Namjoon again and they had been delighted to play with it in the studio. You nicknamed it SUGAsStyle after Yoongi, and though he had blushed, he had been delighted with how the software preformed for him.
It was the summer between sophomore and junior year when you had really begun to be serious about taking the software and making it something and you needed to do something to get the business rolling. Not to mention the fact that unless you wanted to be separated again, you needed to figure out a way that everyone could stay in the United States and run the business. It made more sense for your group to work out of California for the moment than to move back to Seoul.
Namjoon thought it would get you a lot more access to studio musicians in Los Angeles if you had the business from California. When you, Namjoon, and Jin sat down for the first time to talk about what Jin's plan was after graduation, you began to understand why he said he wanted to go to Berkeley to learn about talent management.
The three of you had sat around the table downstairs most of one weekend while everyone else was off doing their own things. Jungkook would come in every so often to let you bounce ideas off of him and then go back upstairs. He knew this was Jin-ie's thing and while JK was more than willing to be supportive, he took you aside at one point and pointed out that he didn't have the best understanding of the music business just yet.
"I'll get there Noona," he had told you.
With the beginnings of the idea a little bit more fully fleshed out you and Namjoon began to draw up a true business plan. Jin had been reluctant to take on the idea of a business by himself, but Namjoon saw no reason why the two ideas could not coexist together under the same corporate umbrella. He wanted the idea for the business to be strong. To be something that would prove to everyone that they meant business. That they could take whatever was going to be thrown at them because you expected quite a bit of opposition from your parents. Not only your own parents, but Eomma and Appa as well when they figured out that the two of you were serious about staying in the United States and pursuing music as a career not just as a hobby.
Eventually Jungkook had suggested the idea of the Bangtan as a name and since nothing else had really come up that you liked, that was what stuck.
"Nothing is going to get through to ourselves to bother us if this does as well as we hoped," explained Jungkook, and with that the Bangtan Corporation had been born
At the beginning of junior year, you had sat down with Mr. Bleyzac one more time and gone through the remaining demands of your parents to finish your tuition. In the short term, you had spent the last two summers working ahead and you were in a position to graduate in December of your junior year
Mr. Bleyzac was very happy for you, but when you pointed out that you thought it might make your parents happy if you chose to pursue a master's in business administration, he had just smiled slightly in response.
"I agree Miss Scott. I will write up the paperwork and we will add this in. Perhaps after a reflection of your past academic struggles, your parents will understand that this is something needed for your chosen career," he had said with a smirk.
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