Chp.43<Zumen

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Meaning: A Drawing In Japanese

Elena's POV

It's been a week here, and the BTS members needed to leave soon. This is where I start questioning where we're going to stay because I don't know. All I know is that the members need to go back to Korea and that we need to move out because, well, why would we keep living here when this is somebody else's house?

"Too expensive," Nana mumbled, staring at her laptop.

I leaned in and looked at her screen. She was on a site where we could rent cabins, homes, or hotel rooms.

"Maybe that one would work," I say, pointing to an image of a small cabin near the shore. Nana frowns like she's unsure.

"I don't like it," She says simply. I groan.

"We have to choose something. That one has enough space, and there are three bedrooms." I say.

"I'll keep looking," Nana says, ignoring me.

I frown behind her shoulder and walk away, going upstairs. It was quiet. Cheyenne was out with the members because of her new job. I sighed at the thought.

I glanced over at the stairs to go up to the BTS members rooms. For some reason, I wanted to explore up there more. And then, like on cue, my body suddenly drags me towards the stairs and I walk up.

I saw the doors again and I wondered which to go through next. I hoped that, downstairs, Nana would not come up looking for me.

I decided to go through a door that was colored just white. I wondered which member had white as their favorite color. Either way, I walked in without thinking a second thought.

I've got to say, their room was quite messy in places. Their desk was covered with Korean papers and stuff that I didn't understand. There were also music sheets too. I looked to the right of the mess of papers and saw a notebook. I suddenly had the instinct to just start looking through it. Dang it curiosity!

I opened the notebook and looked at the suddenly fine font. Woah. It was all so neat. I turned the page and felt a little strange. There was a sketch of a girl.

A girl that looked like Cheyenne.

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