Bts Imagines [ Book 2 ] EDITING IS ON

Suga

I sat at the train station, looking out into the empty tracks, wondering how exactly did I get here at 1 in the morning. The heaviness of my heart reminded me of why I  was waiting for the train to come, and why I was even waiting for it in the first place.

It was a Wednesday today, but not just any random Wednesday. It was 10th September, or in my memory Yoongi and I's 3rd anniversary. It was supposed to be a special day, but God obviously had other plans, as it had been nothing but a disaster so far. It all started when I dropped by my working studio this morning. I was a graphic designer, so I've dealt with many projects of varieties, from advertising to just random illustrations up for sale in local websites, and today was the day of a very important meeting with an equally important client. This project was a big deal, it was definitely the biggest project of the year and I couldn't afford to screw it up.

I stepped into the workspace and the first thing that caught my attention was the fact that my coworkers were eerily quiet and the atmosphere was far too solemn. "Hey something up guys?"

Eun Young, my main partner for the project, came up to me with a straight face and said, " The client called this morning to cancel on us. They said that they've found someone else with a better deal and idea and decided to assign the project to them instead."

That was just the start of this bad day.

After calling the client and trying to get them to reconsider only to be yelled at for being too persistent, I decided to drink some coffee that I bought from the café this morning, only to find out that they got my drink completely wrong. So now I was stuck with no client and no coffee. Just great.

Adding to the pile of misfortunes are the breaking of my heels, it raining without a warning, and one of the tires of my car puncturing. Which explains why I walked into the BigHit building with some $15 roadside sneakers with hair sticking to my face.

I nodded at the receptionist before darting straight for the lift up to the dance studios, hoping to at least end the day on a slightly better note. Both Yoongi and I had been busy with our own schedules for the past month, and we didn't discuss about doing anything today so I figured I would just pop up as a surprise and see if we could get an hour or two to ourselves.

I reached the dance studio and peered into the small glass window on the door to see Jungkook and Jimin practising. I knocked and opened the door, greeting the boys.

"Hi guys, no more schedule for the night?"

"Yo Su Ah, not for another 5 hours. What's got you looking all...less than presentable?" Jimin asked as he scanned my appearance briefly.

"Just...the day hasn't been as nice as I wanted it to be. It's a long story, where's Yoongi by the way?"

"Ah, hyung's in the recording studio since just now. You might wanna be a lil careful though, he's been brooding about not coming up with anything good for the past hour. You know how he is when he's annoyed. Cheer up noona, everything will be fine," Jungkook replied.

"Well that'll make two of us then. Thanks guys, I'll go check out how he's doing then, carry on," I waved to them before changing my direction to the recording studio upstairs. I bumped into someone on the way up and said my apologies while looking up, to find that I'd bumped into Jin, who was looking quite rather down.

"Hey Jin oppa, how are things?"

He let out a sigh, "Hi Su Ah, not that great apparently. Yoongi has been lecturing us about how we weren't giving our best during recording and all. It's one of his bad days today and I was his latest victim."

"Well, it's not my best day today either, in fact it sucked so I guess I get you. We'll get through it okay, tomorrow will be a better day Jin oppa."