The New Stylist A BTS fanfiction

Prologue

Her body went limp, she was still and lifeless. The hand she held up with her last efforts fell from Kyung's hands...
The colour from her fragile face drained away and her delicate body slowly turned pale. Her eyes had lost the last bit of glimmer, they were cold and empty. The crowd was silent only the loud wails from Kyung echoed through the airport. The boys silently cried as they held onto her body, not ever wanting to part.

They ran their fingers through her long light brown hair which still seemed to shine, they stroked her dull face shes still so beautiful..

Finally she had to be taken away, their cries got even louder as they took in the fact she really was gone. The crowd watched in absolute silence. A  white sheet was placed over the broken doll and in a matter of seconds she was gone.
They sat in the middle of the empty circle, nothing but puddles and a few sprays of blood on the floor. Kyung' eyes were red, very red. She had lost the most important thing in her tiny world, sadness swallowed her. The boys had no words, they didn't want to speak and only let their emotions flow, they too had lost an amazing person with so very little status but with such a great heart.

//Time Skip to Taiwan concert//

News has gotten around fast, about the crazy sasaeng army who had brutally murdered an innocent stylist. The concert hall was quiet, the fans weren't their usual selves, they had gotten lots of hate from the other fandoms but they deserved every bit of it. They were the lowest of the low. Suddenly the stage went dark and only a few spotlights remained, the 7 boys rose from beneath the stage. They didn't look ready for a concert, they wore boring tshirts and non-ripped jeans. They're faces were shadowed with darkness "Everyone, as you all know we have lost someone very special, someone very close to our hearts and it's really hard accepting the fact she's really gone.." Suga started, dropping his mic after hearing his words.

"For obvious reasons, the members are not well enough to perform and to pay our respects we have no intention of performing" Rapmonster said trying very hard not to cry.

Jhope who was next to Jimin tried really hard to comfort the poor boy as he cried harder with each word the members said.
The precious maknae line couldn't hold it in and cried without any shame.
"Everyone, your money will be returned and I'm sure everyone was looking forward to seeing us but please understand our current situation" Jin added. After he spoke his eyes teared up and he used his sleeves to hide his face.
"Army, we love you all very much but in between you there are some people who aren't fans at all..for that very reason did we lose Mi-cha..." Jhope said painfully, he couldn't hold it in anymore and cried along with the maknaes, soon after not even the hyungs could hold it in anymore and had a little moment while the sad crowd watched silently.
"Everyone thanks for coming today and giving us your time, but it's time for us to leave since we have a funeral to attend, be safe while going home" Rapmonster finished and they walked of the dark stage leaving only a gloomy atmosphere.

//Back in Korea//

The weather seemed to understand the situation. Heavy raindrops fell onto everyone as they stood around the oak coffin. Kyung held onto the coffin, the last moments she could spend with her bestfriend and sobbed quietly. She was being comforted by Kangmin who was also shedding tears. The girl they had known since childhood, the bright sparky Mi-cha, was nothing but a fragment in their hearts and minds.

The boys stood silently around the coffin not minding the rain at all. They wore only their best black suits and didn't care that they were drenched head to toe. The innocent stylist with the most amazing of skills was inside a coffin in front of them. What did she do to deserve this? Why did she never tell anyone what was happening? Why was she so thoughtful and never wanted to hurt others? They boys silently thought to themselves as the coffin was being lowered into the muddy hole.

At the end of the funeral everyone had left. Kyung made her way back home and sat on the couch drenched and tired. She cried and cried as Kangmin wrapped a towel around her and she cried even more on his shoulders. There was a knock at the door and when Kangmin answered it was Vina. "Kyung..?" She said as she walked over to the shattered girl, she wrapped a warm hand around her and whispered it'll be fine. "Kyung, Mi-Cha had something for you" Vina said turning around to give Kyung a small package. Kyung's sobbing had calmed as she held the paper package in her shaky hands. She carefully opened it and inside was the summer dress and shoes Mi-Cha had picked for her in Japan. She held the package even more tightly close to her, close to her heart and she wailed even more.

Back at the dorm, the boys entered, absolutely soaked. As they took their shoes off, they left a small trail of puddles everywhere they went. It was just a depressed atmosphere, no one wanted to talk to each other. They sat on their beds crying but no tears came out. For the rest of the afternoon they just wept and mourned...the loss of a close one was incredibly hard. Their manager had let them take some time off so they could recover, they were going to completely disappear since they wouldn't post and cancel their schedules. They couldn't believe this..how could it end like this? It was too hard to accept the truth. The world was cold, miserable and heartless. People didn't care what happened to other people as long as they got their way..

That is the sad truth about this cruel world.