Big (Hit) Termination Society

Chapter 7 // Envelope Part 7

Jimin

  I dropped the fake microphone as cheers echoed through my ears. Sure karaoke isn't huge, but here at the Karaoke Club it sure is. I know what you might be thinking, what a nerd there is a club for karaoke.

  Well, yes there is! *pouts* But this club specifically is only for the top street singers in South Korea. Not even kidding, some guy has to tell you the passcode to get into the door it's that serious.

  I just finished my final song and won the whole competition for this Friday night. And what do I get? Nothing. Here at the Karaoke Club all you get is fans. No no, not whoosh whoosh fans, but the absurd amount of people in the crowd become fans of you even though they are singers and performers them self.

  This place is basically my home. The dimly lit main area with colorful lights flashing all throughout the room is all I'm used to. I do go home every now and then, but singing is my passion.

  Being the best singer here, though, is actually quite tough. People expect a lot out of you each and every night. You have to learn new songs and if you really want to catch their attention, new dances too. But the worst part about this is that stupid girl who is obsessed with me.

  Some people might find having a girl obsessed with them a blessing, but when she knows where you live and is all up on you, you should probably reconsider your choice.

  "Oppa~"

  Speaking of that annoying girl, look it's the devil herself!

  "What do you want?" I jumped off the stage and the cheers of  the people settled down to conversations.

  "You know what I want," her hand brushed against my arm. No no no, I'm only a child I don't need this.

  "I'm going to kindly deny your request for the fifth time this week, so I'm going to go..." I tried walking away and flashing a quick smile but it sure didn't work when she grabbed onto my arm.

  "Oppa, wait! Can we at least get a drink at the bar?"

  Well there is no escaping this one.

  "Fine," I mumbled and she let out a squeal and began pulling me towards the bar area. I sat down on one of the chairs and she sat beside me.

  "I will take a water," I smile at the bar worker. I know, who orders a water at a bar? Well I'm still young and I refuse to do things like that.

  "Oppa, get something else. Oh, and you are paying right? I left my money at home."

  I swear I'm going to kill her. I rolled my eyes and the bar tender set a cup of water in front of me and an envelope beside it. I looked at him with a confused expression.

  "A letter was sent here and I was told specifically to give it to Park Jimin," the man spoke. It's kinda weird that everyone here knows who I am, like do all of you know where I live too?

  "Ah, thanks." I grabbed the envelope and opened it quickly hoping it was an excuse to leave from the witch beside.

  "Oppa, who is it from?"

  I quickly sat up once I read it and ignored her annoying high pitched voice. I stumbled on the chair a little but raced off.

  "Gotta go."