Chapter 5: Welcome to Big Hit Studios
After an hour panicking with Izzy over what to wear and scoffing some breakfast biscuits that I always have to hand, everyone was back in the lobby and loaded onto a bus. Before I knew it, we were there; Big Hit Entertainment.
We piled out of the bus, looking like tourists, and filed through the company doors, Izzy beside me whispering about "Big Dave taking the lead". We were given pre-printed passes that had hideous company photos from Brightest Star that I wanted to destroy all proof of existing. We were shown to a large conference room and seated before being given confidentiality forms that made it illegal for us to reveal any information about the project early; I guess that is why they couldn't tell us anything beforehand.
"Welcome to Big Hit Entertainment Headquarters" A smartly dressed lady declared, speaking better English than myself. "You're going to be divided into your groups that you are already familiar with before having individual meetings with the band and their managers." A murmur flowed through the crowd and I felt Izzy nudge my side. "I hope you enjoy working here." She finished before entering a private conversation with David.
The crowd separated and formed into our teams; the lyricists, the graphic designers, the music video script writers (that I used to be a part of before my success in the lyrical department), the choreographers, the hair and make-up team and the camera professionals.
We discussed theories as to who the band was and what we would be asked to do before being ushered into a small room with 5 friendly-looking men and women gathered around a coffee table, that had lined papers and music sheets scattered across it. It turned out that they were Big Hit's top lyricists and the nine of us enjoyed a basic conversation in broken English and Korean.
There was then a knock at the door; it opened to reveal David and the smart petite lady.
"It's time for you to go and meet who you're working with," David smiled. The lyricists around us grinned at us as we were led out of the room and into a glass lift. Nervous, I stared at the ground but the transparent floor made me feel even worse so I directed by vision to the detail on my bag that held my laptop, notebook, pen, purse and phone.
With a ding we arrived on the appropriate floor and disembarked from the lift. I suddenly regretted everything and wanted the world to consume me, death to come right here and now. I felt a hand pat my head and looked towards Zach who was smiling reassuringly at me, "Just another day at work Y/N, you got this," I returned his smile, grateful of his warmth as David pushed open a polished wooden door.
The team entered the room single file to see a panel of people sitting around a modern circular table. Wait. They weren't just people. That was... They are...
"Hello, we are BTS," the KPOP group that had got me through everything smiled. My chest felt like it was collapsing as I inhaled harshly, blinking rapidly to try and awake myself from this crazy dream and then to not cry. I choked a little, fucking hell, what kind of shit-crazy coincidence was this. One of their managers, Hobeom, introduced them individually. "From left to right are RM, Jin, J-hope, Jungkook, V, Jimin and Suga."
My eyes scanned along the members as he stated their names, RM grinned, his FUCKING ILLEGAL ASS DIMPLES SHOWING. He looked so tall as he leisurely laid back in his chair, his one of his long and muscular legs resting on top of the other. He wore loose blue jeans that looked comfy and soft and a roll necked and long-sleeved black top with a blazer on top. His hair was a royal blue with red and purple streaks running through it; on anyone else it would have looked stupid but on him...fuck.
My eyes flicked to Seokjin, the broad and worldwide handsome man sitting next to him. Damn. He really was gorgeous, especially as he had returned his hair to that delectable blonde. He raised his hand in a little wave at us, how fucking adorable. I was going to scream. My shock had turned into incomprehensible joy and I could barely contain myself as Hobeom moved on.
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