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"You guys are famous?"

I inquire, not believing this claim to fame that 'Bangtan Boy Scouts' has launched at me.

"Well we're kind of famous.  We only have four videos out and nobody has heard of our company before."

"But we're going to be famous in the future, I can feel it."

Hoseok finishes for Namjoon, all of us sitting around the table eating takeout.  I swallow my mouthful, not wanting to get in trouble from Jin, before speaking.

"A friend of mine always said something to me that I think you should really consider.  Sure you think you're going to be famous, but what are you going to do to get there?"

"Work hard!"

"Rap more."

"Dance better."

"We will all work hard to reach our dreams Noona."

Jungkook says, silent determination sparkling in his eyes.  The usually silent maknae is now burning with determination.

"We know you don't believe we can succeed, but we will.  It doesn't matter what we have to give up on the way, we've set our hearts on this dream, and we won't let it go easily."

There's this force surrounding him, determination silently radiating from the meek maknae.  I nod, taking his words into consideration.

"Have you decided who's what in the band?"

I ask, clueless stares being my response.   I sigh, ruffling Jungkook's hair before heading over to the coffee pot, pouring myself a cup.

"Who thinks they're the hottest member? It's not about what you look like, it's how good you think you look."

I watch how everyone ducks their heads, playing with their fingers or sipping cold coffee. Except one, mother bird Jin. He doesn't say anything with his words, but the way he combs his hand through his hair, self confidence radiating off of him, I know I found the visual.

"Jin, you're the visual. Not the tough boy, the pretty boy, got it?"

Jin nods, concern lacing over his face when a rattling cough surges out of my lungs. I grab the counter for support, taking a minute to catch my breath after. Seems like I'm still a little sick.

"Why is Jin the visual?"

Taehyung says, crossing his arms in attempt to look tough, his felt dog ears that he's wearing flopping forward.

"Because he's the most confident. To have a killer visual you need someone with overwhelming confidence, and here, that's Jin."

Flashback

"We should just Rock Paper Scissors to decide who's going to do it."

I say, watching Wings out of the corner of my eye. We all shuffle our feet, waiting for someone to volunteer as a distraction while someone else steals some food.

"I'll do it."

I say, swallowing the fear rising in my throat. Just as I'm about to head towards to employee guarding the building from hooligans like us, Wings pushes me out of the way.

"You're too nervous, I'm doing it."

"I already volunteered!"