A story in which Kim (Y/N) was sitting in a coffee shop one day and was scouted by a K-pop entertainment company employee. " Hello there my name is Kim Ara I work for a company called Big-Hit Entertainment, and we're looking for new talent to create...
"No, I haven't thought about us debuting." I turned to my side to face the boy already facing me."Bang PD said we're supposed to be debuting soon he said sometime around early next year." I suddenly felt my face go pale as my mouth got dry. "What do you mean we're debuting next year it's already going to be November!" I didn't mean to yell at him or yell at all but it just came out I hadn't even started getting ready to debut I had so much to work on."Bang PD told us he wanted to debut us sometime around June so you still have time to prepare, but also if I'm being honest Bang PD showed us your audition, and you were good, when you danced it was so memorizing almost hypnotizing." That feeling of the butterflies crept up on me again and so did the heat that made my cheeks a bright pink at his words. Neither of us said anything and let the comfortable silence fall keeping eye contact. It was comforting not like the typical silence that falls when people don't talk, it felt comforting and like a beautiful moment. The door of our room burst open and there stood Namjoon with his hair slightly damp. "Jin said that dinner is ready now, come on let's go eat." Jungkook and I both got out of our beds and walked over to the dinner table where we all sat and ate an amazing but simple dinner.
Over the next few months, we worked harder than ever to prepare for our debut. We even got assigned our positions in the group and decided on the group name to be BTS. Bang PD decided that we'd follow a kind of bad angst teen concept for our debut. It was the week before we had to start shooting and we were getting our hair dyed, make-up tested, and trying different outfits. Making all of us more angsty was hard but this was what Bang PD thought would sell and do good for us and after all who am I to judge I know nothing about being an Idol. After testing out multiple looks for my hair, makeup, and clothes my stylist decided on my final look. My hair was dyed Black at the base with red highlights a black shirt with black shorts and black garters with white and black socks paired with white shoes, and gold hoop earrings.
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I was in a separate room from the other members because I was the only girl and Bang PD found it appropriate to spend a bit more to let me have some more privacy. Of course, I wanted to do a grand reveal of my new look to the boys but also for our behind-the-scenes show called BangtangTV. I walked out of my room walking towards the members before stopping in front of them and doing a little spin. After showing off my new look the room was filled with praise and shouts of excitement. "Our maknae isn't so little anymore," said J-hope while pulling me into a tight hug. "Oppa stop it, I'm still 15 and I'm the same (Y/N) you met in November just with a new look." A slight giggle escaped my lips as I pulled away from the hug. Today was just taking concept photos for the album. I had never gotten a professional picture taken before so I asked to go last to see all of my members and what they did first before I went. Most of the day was filled with Jimin, V, Jungkook and I messing around in front of the cameras trying to kill time while we waited for it to be our turn to take pictures. When it was Jimins turn to take pictures I couldn't help but be mesmerized by the way that taking pictures came so naturally to him. How could he turn on this bad-boy persona so quickly? "Stop staring (Y/N) it's making me nervous," Jimin said in a whiney voice before I snapped my gaze away from the boy standing in front of me. "sorry Jimin oppa." I walked away from the boy taking his photos feeling bad for staring but I felt like the teenage hormones were getting the best of me. It was like a war of hormones. I sat down on a bench next to Hobi while patting my face dry with a little towel since it was so excruciatingly hot in the building where we were getting our pictures taken. The Bangtang TV camera came over with a camera crew member asking me and Hobi how we felt about how the pictures were coming out. "I think that they came out good, we're doing well with the bad boy theme but I'm excited to see what our maknae here has to bring." He said while looking over at me with a huge smile on his face. "well I've never taken such serious photos before so I'm not sure how to pose so I'm just going to channel my inner bad girl for this." I mentally cringed at what I had just said but to keep a professional front for the camera I just smiled until the cameraman walked away. I dosed off until it was my turn to take pictures leaning my head on Hobi's shoulder. I never realized how tiering photoshoots can be all of the waiting around and how hot it was truly drained me. I felt a soft hand shake me from my shoulder lightly waking me up from my slumber. "(Y/N) It's time for you to take your pictures go on I know you'll do well." I heard Hobi say before I got up and walked to the white backdrop. I truly didn't know what to do so I just started making random "bag girl" faces and poses messing around with my hair and clothes until the photographer told me to walk over to the monitor and see which photos I liked the best. When I walked over to the monitor I was met with the backs of familiar 17 and 15-year-olds. "woah look at her she still looks like a baby!" The voice belonged to no one other than Taehyung. "Oppa I do not look like a baby," I said while looking over my pictures pointing out a specific picture. "Look at that one I don't look like a baby I look like a total bad girl in that. Honestly, It's my favorite picture." "Yeah I like that one too, you look sort of different, totally badass." the 15-year-old said to me while looking down at me making eye contact. Again with those stupid butterflies, it was like no matter what Jungkook did I got this feeling in my stomach. Even if he just looked at me with big eyeliner-filled eyes I got that feeling. We stayed silent for a few seconds not saying anything and even with him just looking at me I felt the heat rush up to my cheeks making my face all red with blush. I even think I was jungkook get a little pink too before he walked away to mess around with Jimin again, but why would he be blushing? It's not like he gets that feeling that I get when I see him. I took another break sitting on a chair we had lying around the set just minding my own business before one of the photographers yelled out that It was time to take group photos. The photographers positioned us around some standing and others sitting with Jungkook and me in the center of the group. Jungkook was standing on a white block with his arms crossed, while I was sitting under him. We all were doing different poses until the photographer said we were done for the night which made me feel a wave of relief knowing that all of today's hard work was done and that for tomorrow all we had to worry about was filming the music video.
After a whole day of getting numerous pictures taken all any of us wanted to do was shower and lay in bed. "I think that I should get to shower first because I'm the oldest! You all have to respect your elders!" Jin said while yelling and rushing down the hall to get into the shower as soon as we all got home. The rest of us headed into our collectively shared room and laid on our separate beds. Before I knew It I looked at the bed on my left and yoongi was already asleep. While the other members were talking amongst each other I just laid in bed looking up at the bottom of Taehyungs bed. It was a habit I formed when I didn't have anything else to do but space out. It wasn't like I had much school work since Bang Pd Decided to take me and jungkook out of our regular high school and enroll us in the School of Performing Arts Seoul but we weren't going to start school until the next year so 2014 which meant that jungkook and I were going to start school a whole year late. The things that we sacrifice to accomplish what we love. Honestly, If I had never walked into that coffee shop I wouldn't be here in this room with my band members. Before I knew it everyone else had already taken showers and I was the last one to take on. I gathered my clothes and a towel to change in the bathroom after my shower since I was the only girl it would be awkward to change in a room full of guys so I'd rather just change in the bathroom. After my refreshing shower, I walked into our collective room only to be met with total darkness except for one light gleaming off of a phone screen on the bed to the right of me. I waddled over to my bed in the middle of the room before slipping under the covers and turning onto my right side trying to go to bed. The light that once shone brightly was now turned off. All I heard from the right side of the room was shifting until I heard a whisper "(Y/N), are you awake?" I responded with a Mhm not saying any actual words. "I can't sleep, I've been having trouble sleeping lately." jungkook said with a truly frustrated tone. "well how can I help you oppa?" he dramatically sighed almost like a little 5-year-old when they don't get their way. "I don't know, I just need to get some sleep before the shoot tomorrow I can't have dark circles." I sat there thinking about what I could do to help my poor distressed friend, then it came to me. Maybe he just needed some comfort, it was hard being away from family and friends all the time, having 7 members were plenty of friends but, sometimes you just need the comfort that 6 guys can't give you. I lifted the covers of my bed to the side slipping out of them and walking over to jungkooks bed. "Move over a bit so I can get in bed with you." He suddenly gasped as if he was gasping for air "What do you mean get in bed with me?". "you know get in bed with you, like lay next to you. How else can I explain it?" The boy then pulled the covers to the side and moved more to the edge of the bed leaving enough room for me to slip into the bed and lay facing him comfortably. "See sometimes all you need is the comfort of a close friend, and I know we might not be the closest of friends yet but I still want to help you-" I was suddenly interrupted by loud snoring. I subconsciously let out knowing that I had helped the boy finally get some sleep before slowly drifting off to sleep myself.
