Days With You: BTS & Got7

Chapter 12: The Seoul Street Showcase (Part 1)

Chapter 12: The Seoul Street Showcase (Part 1)

"Nami unnie, have you seen my ID card anywhere?" I holler from my bedroom.

The sun is just beginning to rise, spilling the first rays of sunlight into the room. It's almost 8 am, and this this the earliest Nami and I have been up at for a long time.

Today is the day of the Seoul Street Showcase, so we've woken up early to pack and prepare for the event.

All showcase participants are scheduled to meet in front of the JYP building at 9 am, and will be sent off by everyone from the JYP family.

My every nerve is humming with excitement as I stuff my back pack full of snacks, water, my iPod and headphones, and an extra change of clothes.

Nami opens my door without knocking, but I don't mind anymore. She raises an eyebrow at my sleep shirt and flannel shorts, reminding me that I still need to get changed, and tosses my ID badge on my bed without another word.

Her blue ombre still gives me shock since I haven't gotten the chance to get used to it yet, but then again, my new color and style will probably surprise me once I actually see it in the mirror as well.

I go to take my shower, and indeed, I'm startled when I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The dark burgundy color makes me look much more fierce and mature, which I usually wouldn't prefer, but for the Seoul Street Showcase, it's perfect look.

Ah, enough of the self-admiration. Turning on the shower, I try to calm my nerves in the hot water that turns my skin red.

After the shower, I brush my teeth then get dressed in the performance outfit Nami put together for us.

We both have oversized button-up baseball style jerseys with word STREET and the number 03 printed under it on the back, but mine's black with white lettering and Nami's is white with black lettering. I leave the jersey top unbuttoned over a loose white t-shirt and pull on a pair of black Adidas shorts with three white stripes down the side and put on my favorite black cap.

I step in a pair of red converse and examine my reflection. My legs look long and slim from all the dancing I've been doing, my dark red hair looks really cool with the black cap, and the performance outfit is overflowing with style.

Grabbing the my ID badge, I toss the red lanyard over my neck and my backpack over one shoulder and go to join Nami for breakfast.

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"Good luck, Nami noona and Mi-young!"

Dae-hyun, Seo-jun, Jun-ha, and Seung-tae are all here in front of the JYP building to send me off for the Seoul Street Showcase. I hug each of them one by one as they all give me words of encouragement and eager "hwaiting!"s.

The Miss A sunbaes come over to wish me luck as well, and I can barely stifle my laughter when I see the boys blush bright red as they watch the gorgeous idols fawn over me as if I were their younger sister.

"Omo, Mi-young! You look so good!" Fei sunbaenim squeals, turning me around like a doll to see the back of my baseball jersey. "Street 3! You guys even have personalized clothes! These are so cute, did Nami design them?"

"Ne," I nod proudly, "Nami unnie coordinated the entire outfit."

"You've worked so hard for this, Miyoung-ah! Show all of those boy group what us girls got!" Min sunbaenim smirks, and gives my cheek a pinch, a gesture she's become quite fond of.

"Ne, don't let all those JYP sleepover nights of yours go to waste." Jia sunbaenim chortles, referring to all of our late night practices.

"Kasahmndia, unnies, for taking care of me and letting me practice along you." I bow to them, sincerely grateful.