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I give the driver his money and step out of the taxi. I grab my bags and he's on his way. I stare at my new home. It's quite large. If I can recall correctly, the website said it has about 62 apartments in total. The building is white and has a lot of plants. Has too many windows to count. The entrance has beautiful lamps and I'm sure they look even more beautiful at night. I check my surrounds to make sure I'm safe and start to walk to the door.

I open the door and I'm greeted by a worker. I tell her that I'm new and I need to find my room. She heads to her computer and searches for my room. She's dressed in a nice grey business suit and wears a high ponytail. She's also wearing glasses but to my conclusion – they are fake ones. But I have to say, she dresses nice. I wish I can look that good. The worker calls me and tells me to follow her. As we walk around the apartment complex, my eyes can't stay in one stop. I am looking everywhere. The plants, the pool, the people walking around and their dogs. I'm glad it's a safe comfy apartment complex.

We walk for five minutes and we reach a door. "This is your room – C 06. If you have any questions, please call the front desk. Welcome to your new home," she says with a big business-like smile and hands me the keys. I thank her and I open the door. Absolutely, nothing inside. I knew I would have to get some furniture when coming here. But that's okay, I can manage for now. I know for sure that I need a bed to sleep on. I love sleep. I set down my bags and walk around my new home. I'm glad to see kitchen appliances– saves me the money. A cozy little kitchen painted white with some silver. I walk past the kitchen to the bathroom. A decent size bathroom...also white. I open the bedroom door...plain and white. Dang [Y/N], you have a lot of work to do with this apartment.

I move back to the living room and lay down on the floor. I take out my phone. No calls or messages. Mostly likely because I have to set up my cell service and internet. I should do that soon, my family and friends are probably worried about me. Or not, doesn't matter. I open the WIFI on my phone to see if I can "steal" someone's WIFI. I scroll through and the names are quite funny to read: "ICU" "Stop creeping" "Hello :D." I find one that is unlock and join it. Might not be safe buttttt screw it. I get on YouTube and search up "SEVENTEEN" and select: "[M/V] SEVENTEEN (세븐틴) - 울고 싶지 않아 (Don't Wanna Cry)." WOW THAT'S A LOT OF VIEWS. I DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE THAT POPULAR. I focus my attention back to the video and I'm greeted by a familiar face...Hoshi.

His voice is very smoothing to listen to and he's a great dancer. I rewind his part again and again. I'm too addicted and I slap myself. Okay [Y/N]! Play the rest of the video. Their voices are very beautiful and their dancing is too in sync. V I S U A L S. And I catch myself staring at Hoshi whenever they dance together...I can feel myself falling down a black hole...

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