Claudia p.o.v.
I can't believe today I'm going to meet BTS!!!! They are my idols, but I can't show it. I'm their new manager. I manage to get up and shower. Just to be ready I curl my hair, brush my teeth and change into an outfit that I hope my bias, Jimin, would notice. It consisted of a black lace crop top, ripped jean shorts, a long sleeve red plaid shirt to tie around my waist, black converse and my light brown trench coat.
I check the mirror looking myself over, thinking I'm so ugly, they'll never like me.
I see my awful figure, my petit feet, my hair in a messy bun with some stands hanging down, a not attractive face with makeup on to try to make it better. I step away from the mirror quickly wanting to meet them.
Hopefully my secret will stay secret I just have to get to my room before sunset..... good luck I say to my self. I'm called Claudia for a reason. I am a cat hybrid, but I only change at night.
I hop in my Toyota Yaris, excited to get there. I finally got to the building where big hit resides. I quickly walk in with my head held high, and my bitch face on, even though I know that it will be gone when I meet BTS.
I walk over to the old lady , who looks about 70 years old, at the counter. "Big hit." I say to her. "REASON?" I jump backing. Wow she's a bitch my mind screams. "I'm The Bangtan Boys' new manager." I say through gritted teeth at the old brat. She quietly presses the button on a box, that looks like a speaker, that says BIG HIT in bold letters. "NAME?" That's when I notice the hearing aid in the old bats ears turned all the way down. "Harris, Claudia." I mumble. "WHAT" she screams. Goddamn it. "Harris, Claudia." I practically growled at her. "Let her up Gladys." The little box said.
"NINTH FLOOR." She screamed at me. I screamed back "THANK YOU" she smiled a little.
The elevator was so slow I thought I was going to fall asleep.
When I finally reached the floor I went to another counter. As I opened my mouth to say something she interrupted me. Rude. "Through there."
The old manager I had seen on tours and such, rushed by me yelling good luck. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. They seemed shy, unusual.....
I cleared my throat anxiously. "Hi everyone I'm Claudia, I'm twenty one years old, and I'm from Norway 🇳🇴. Okay I want you guys to go down the line telling me your name, age, and a fact about yourself." Everyone nodded. "Any volunteers?" I ask.
Jungkook steps forward... I know who they are, I just don't want to scare them. "I-I-I'm Jungkook, your pretty, s-sorry, I uh."
He steps back with his face in his hands. I giggle. Great just great I'm not supposed to fangirl, KEEP IT TOGETHER, I scream at my self.
The next one in line steps up, a bored expression on his face. "I'm Yoongi, I'm 23, and I've sleep for twenty hours once. And that's Jungkook, he's nineteen, and shy around girls."
I smirk as the next one steps up. "I'm Hoseok, I'm 22, and my favorite season is spring." I smile.
"I'm Taehyung, I'm 20, and these people," pointing to the other members, "call me an alien."
I laugh. " I'm Jin, I'm 23, and I can cook without burning the house down.... like them." He points to the others.
I just smirk because it's obvious that they are trying to make me laugh. "I'm Namjoon, I'm 22, and I break everything I touch."
Without even letting Namjoon back up.... "I'm Jimin, I'm 21, and my favorite color is light blue.
I blush, my bag is light blue.
Namjoon steps forward "here I'll show you to your dorm." "Thanks." I take his arm and let him lead me away from the others.
