Jungkook
"You WHAT?!" Minji screamed through the phone.
"Yeah," I chuckled. "I won it! I get to meet BTS!!"
"Fuck off! How did you get so lucky?" She sassed. "While I continue living my boring life of work, sleep, repeat; you on the other hand are living mine and every other human on this planet's dream... Damn, I'm too single for this."
Minji had always been one for dramatics.
"Oh come on Minji. Your life isn't that boring. Actually...now that I think about it. Yeah, it kind of is."
"Come over here and say that to my face bitch," she joked, chomping on some ice from the drink she was slurping in the background.
"If you hadn't moved eleven hours away, I would."
"Don't get all sappy on me now. You know how much I wanted to stay."
"I know. I just miss you. That's all," I responded with a sigh.
"It's only for six months. Then I'll be back to pull you off that depression couch," she said, trying to lighten the mood with her dark humour.
"Gee, thanks. What would I ever do without my knight in shining armor?"
"I don't know. But I'll take my payment in the form of some sexy kisses with J-Hope," she laughed.
"In your dreams. Anyway, I gotta get going. I've got a song to write for class, and it's due in a couple of weeks. Love you."
"Why do you always play me like that?" She grumbled. "Love you too, I guess. Talk soon." Then she hung up.
I met Minji two years ago at a random coffee shop near my university campus. I had ordered the same drink as her, and when I accidentally picked hers up instead of mine, she accused me of stealing it. Saying I quote, ' You should try a different pickup line next time'.
We clicked straight away. With her sassy remarks and my sarcasm, it was a match made in heaven.
But then she moved to Australia for a work promotion.
And now everything feels that little bit lonelier.
I miss her. A lot.
But only in a friend-type way. Because although she's got a killer personality and stunning looks, she is not my type.
My type are people unavailable to me, called Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung.
Damn these ridiculous standards.
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I picked up my empty plate and washed it in the sink, before making my way over to my 'writing desk', which was conveniently located in the same room as everything else in my small studio-style apartment.
Now to pull some absolute shite out of my ass and turn it into a song. Why did I ever think doing a music major would be a good idea?
I opened my laptop to the last session I had tried tackling and sighed.
Why do I bother? It's terrible. Look! The words don't even make sense.
I backspaced the last line and saved it, before switching over to my non-school related work; a song I had been writing for VMin, called Euphoria.
I had consistently been working on it for the last month and was now doing the final touches.
I planned on giving it to them for 'educational purposes'.
But let's be realistic, it was my love confession.
I'm sure, the first BigHit staff member that finds it, would take it, and it would never see the light of day anyway.
Ah well. It's worth a try.
I stretched my hands out in front of me and cracked my neck, followed by my fingers, then got to work.
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After consuming my weight in caffeine, it was finally complete.
I took a deep breath and raked my fingers through my hair, before playing it back to ensure there were no hidden mistakes. Then I moved a copy of the file onto a USB and labeled it 'For someone special'.
Once I closed out of the program, I shut my laptop and sat there processing everything in the dark.
It's done. I've actually done it. I hope they like it, and I don't just embarrass myself.
I rubbed my eyes and stood up; letting out a shaky yawn. Then I blindly made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
As I dipped in and out of consciousness, I stumbled to the sweet solace of my bed and collapsed down onto the soft surface.
I stripped myself down to my underwear and burrowed myself into the coolness; sighing contently.
Bliss.
As I started to drift off to sleep, I thought of the day I would finally meet them and a smile touched my lips.
See you soon.
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