♠ Tzuyu's POV ♠
Nothing ruins a morning than a hord of noise coming from 8 dormmates. The screaming and screeching forcefullly made me get up from my cozy bed. Jeez, what a great way to start a morning.
"Tzuyu-yah, you're the only one left on your bed. Get up now and shower or we'll be late for school." The booming voice of Jihyo Unnie called from outside.
I groaned whilst slamming my face on a pillow. I clearly was not a morning person. But the people downstairs can be heard from here in my room, ruining my chance of a supposed to be peaceful slumber. They're seriously hyped about something.
"Tzuyu, do you wanna marry your bed or go to school?"
My eyes bulged when I heard the word school. Right, how could I forget that.
I quickly got up and took a shower. Next thing I know, I was sprinting down the stairs with damp hair and a jacket. Today was our first day of school in Seoul Music and Arts Academy. Our PD-nim, JYP, has enrolled us there since after our debut. It was a school for celebrities, korean idols, and rich prestigious people. Basically anyone who were young and already have a career at a young age and is famous. It is really convenient because people like us can't really go to regular schools.
When I reached the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast, Nayeon Unnie looked at me intensly and sighed. "Did you even put make-up on?"
"I did." Crap.
"Good, you're pretty. We can't have a bad impression about us, right? Have a quick breakfast and please hurry up. Do you do this intentionally? We're gonna be late, Tzuyu."
"Thanks, unnie. And I'm sorry. I promise to wake up early next time."
I didn't even put make-up on.
She rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever. You always say that. Hurry up." Then she left the kitchen.
Life as idols are not easy. With all the busy schedules, interviews, photoshoots, and combacks to work on, it is really hard for us. Even to me who is just a 17-year old girl. We really try our best to also cope up with our studies. And of course, to always reach up to the expectations of the people and never disappoint them. I didn't actually expect to become an idol. But here I am. Living with 8 pretty girls who I treat as my sisters, and are brought together by fate. None of us knew each other back then, and some of us didn't even came from Korea. I myself as an example. But now, there's nothing more special to me than my members. They're the most precious to me and I can't ask for anything more.
When I got into the van, I wore my jacket and felt eyes on me.
"Tzuyu-yah, I'll definitely set your alarm 1 hour advanced! Jjinja!" Chaeyoung exclaimed.
I chuckled at her. Chaeyoung is my best friend and we are just the same age. Together, we are the maknaes of TWICE. This year, we are still classmates and I thank God for that. I couldn't imagine a class without Chae.
"Mianhe, Chaeyoung-ah. I promise to-"
"Oh save it, Tzuyu. We know you always wake up late whenever we talk about school." They all laughed.
"You know me so well." I replied and laughed with them.
I am never gonna be on time for the first day of school. TWICE waking me up is what I can picture out through out our year in this academy.
I wonder what things are waiting for TWICE this year?
♦ Jungkook's POV ♦
"Aish! Jjinja, hyung!" I shouted at Jimin Hyung.
"We're gonna be late for school. We're gonna leave your lazy ass if you don't get up this instant."
He groaned and put a pillow to cover his ear.
"5 more minutes, please."
I had the thought of kicking his face but decided not to. I shook my head, "Ah, how dirty."
I went downstairs and saw that breakfast was ready. I'll never get over the question if Jin Hyung is a mom or not...
"...I can't even cook for myself."
"Jungkook, what? You were saying something?" Jin Hyung asked.
Did I just blurt out my thoughts? Seriously, Jungkook.
"Nothing. Breakfast is good." I stammered.
He eyed me suspiciously and continued cooking.
Having hyungs can either be troublesome or helpful. They bully me, but they also take care of me and ask whenever if I've eaten or not. Even if we actually fight on small things, I always know in myself that we actually really care for each other even if we don't say it. My hyungs have been there for me ever since I came here to Seoul. They raised me into who I am now. They were always there for me in times of trouble, and never made me feel unloved and unwanted. They are great and I wish I could pay back everything they have done for me. I'd never know what I'd do if I never met them and be a part of BTS.
"BANGTAAAAAAAAN!"
Yep.
I was so shocked that I hit my knee on the table. Namjoon Hyung screamed and scared the death out of me.
"Aish! Hyung!!"
"Yah, Namjoon! Don't shout you'll make the neighbors-"
"IF YOU GUYS ARE NOT GETTING UP, I'LL BURN ALL YOUR COMPUTERS. I SWEAR YOU CAN NEVER PLAY AGAIN-"
Jimin, Taehyung ang Hobi Hyung suddenly burst out of their rooms with their bed heads and their eyes half opened. Oh dear God, the fangirls will be so disappointed.
"Shut up."
"Let's go. We can't be late for school."
"What hyung...""Yoongi Hyung will be mad at you if you won't be ready in 10." Namjoon Hyung warned.
So this is how we start the first day of school, huh.
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