Generations Expectation's | 8th member of BTS

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Ae Cha's POV

"Wait, what?" Jungkook's jaw practically hit the floor, his eyes wide with disbelief. He glanced around, as if checking to make sure we'd all heard the same thing.

Hobeom grinned, clearly enjoying the reaction. "You're going on tour. And not just another Korea tour—this is a real world tour. Starting in Seoul, then Chile, the U.S., Thailand, Japan... and so many more. It's official."

For a second, there was silence. And then—chaos.

The guys erupted like kids on Christmas morning, shouting, laughing, grabbing at each other in sheer excitement. Chairs scraped against the floor as they jumped up, arms flailing, voices overlapping in a blur of celebration. Meanwhile, I just sat there, frozen, barely able to process it.

A world tour.

BTS had already come so far, but this? This was another level entirely. We knew Wings had done well—even better than The Most Beautiful Moment in Life, which had already cemented our name on the charts. But this? This was something else. Something huge.

I felt a lump rise in my throat, pride swelling so fiercely in my chest that I almost wanted to cry. But I didn't—not with the staff watching, all of them beaming, just as eager to move forward as we were.

"Alright, alright, calm down." Hobeom finally said, raising a hand to rein everyone in. "I know this is exciting, but we've got a lot to go over. A tour like this isn't going to be easy. It's going to take a ton of planning, hard work, and discipline. You think you can handle that?"

As if on cue, staff members moved in, dropping thick binders onto the table, filled with schedules, layouts, and planning details. The boys, still buzzing with excitement, tried to settle down—tried being the key word.

Yoongi had the biggest grin on his face as he flipped through the pages, nodding along. He reached over and clapped Hoseok on the back, both of them practically vibrating with energy. Neither could sit still, their excitement spilling over in small nudges and shared glances.

This was real.

This was happening.

And it was only the beginning.

Hobeom waited for the excitement to die down—though, judging by the way Taehyung was practically bouncing in his seat and Jimin kept whispering excitedly to Jungkook, that wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Alright" he continued, flipping open one of the thick binders. "Let's go over the basics. The tour will last several months. You'll have rehearsals starting immediately, and we'll be coordinating everything—flights, accommodations, security, schedules. This is bigger than anything we've done before, so you need to be prepared."Namjoon nodded, already in leader mode, eyes scanning the details. "How many stops are we looking at?"

One of the staff members adjusted his glasses, tapping a printed itinerary. "At least fifteen cities. Maybe more, depending on ticket sales and demand."

Fifteen cities.

Fifteen massive stadiums.

The reality of it settled over me like a weighted blanket. It was thrilling, but also terrifying. Months on the road, in different countries, away from home, constantly moving, constantly performing. It was everything we had dreamed of, and yet... I could already feel the exhaustion creeping in.

"What about rest days?" Jin asked, ever the responsible one. "Are we getting any?"

The staff exchanged glances, and Hobeom hesitated before answering. "There will be some. Not many, but we'll do our best to space them out."