white noise [kth]

4

I spent my whole morning getting to know Sunja, as well as preparing for my training. I want to stay here, out of prison. And if this is the only way, so be it.

I'd never thought I'd say this, but damn, I hope I turn out to be a good criminal.

It's been about 2 and a half hours since our little meeting in the living room. I look at the clock at it reads 10:30 am. Just as I go back to playing with Sunja, Hoseok walks into the living room. He hands me a large plastic bag full of clothes. "These were my sisters. Maybe they'll fit you." He tossed them on the ground and before I could say anything, he walked away.

His sister? I take the bag and enter the bathroom. Sunja follows behind me closely.

"Sorry Sun-sun, I don't think you want to see me try stuff on." I pay his head, and close the door.

I tried on all the clothes Hoseok gave me. Everything fitted, but the bras... They were a little... Small... They were a bit smaller than mine. I'll need to handle this problem on my own time.

I sigh and wipe a bead of sweat off my head after finding and changing into a good outfit for training.

I open up the bathroom door, and there sits Sunja, waiting for me. Big baby. I laugh.

It took me about 30 minutes to try on all the clothes, so by the time I made it to the living room to meet up with the boys, it was exactly 11 am.

Here goes nothing.

"Ready?"  Jin asked me. I nod. "Sure." I give them a forced smile. "Alright, first day in training, we'll start off simple. You like simple right? That's what I thought. Jin hyung, Hoseok hyung, Yoongi hyung, and I need to clean out that room for you, therefore Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook are going to help you with simple self defense. Pretty much, your just going to learn to punch and defend yourself first." Namjoon blabs as we walk out back of the house, and come to a bigger cement building. It was like a small personal gym.

"We'll come back here if we finish before you finish training." Hoseok pats my head and follows the others away. I notice the 3 boys were already entering the building, so I follow. Jungkook shuts the door behind me.

I have to say, the building looks smaller on the outside, but it was pretty damn big when you got inside. There was a punching bag and sparing mat in the left corner. A small gun range on my right, and workout equipment in the far back left corner. Towards the middle was a old table with crap and weapons on it, as well as boxes filled with more shit around the whole room and table. On that left corner, a large mirror hung on the wall. Like a dance studio mirror. This was quite a fancy setup these boys have if I do say so myself. Might I add, that like the house, it was pretty dark in here as well.

I couldn't believe this was all in their backyard. It was a pretty big yard though. We walk over to the punching bag and sparing mat, and remove our shoes. I look at my old chipped white polish on my toes.

"Alright, Mae, do you know how to throw a simple punch?" Jungkook asked. "Mmm... sort of...?" I shrug.

"The fuck does that mean?" Taehyung scoffs.

I snap my head toward him. "Well... I sort of do, sort of don't." I rest a hand on my hip.

"Well now your gonna learn. Jiminie, go throw a few punches at the bag, give her a demonstration."  Jungkook points to the punching bag.

He walks up to the bag and throws 3 hard blows to the bag.

Those biceps were everything. I'm just saying. Give the guy some credit.