What if BTS had an 8th member?... and what if that member was a girl?
All she ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being, not just with her hands but with her heart.
But not even RaeJae knew of this until she met Seven new boys.
Seve...
Today has been possibly one of the longest days ever since my trainee days, although it's been fun. After all it's pretty much our first music video that involves some sort of emotional back story.
"Alright, after this scene it will be a rap for tonight and we'll continue on tomorrow. Suga-Ssi, Rain-Ssi," The director calls us over.
I study the set. It's supposed to be a small motel room where Yoongi is currently staying. From this perspective it definitely passes in terms of realism.
"Okay. For this scene, Rain-Ssi, you are going to come in on Suga-Ssi pouring gasoline onto the floor. You'll try to stop him, do whatever you feel that you would do in this situation. He's going to get angrier, because he knows that you aren't actually real. Yoongi-Ssi? Can you cry?"
We both look to Yoongi who laughs a little, "I mean I can try,"
"Good. What'll happen after you try to stop him is he'll hug you, but when he tries to kiss you we'll CG it in the music video so that you disappear. Got it?"
This whole concept is so complex and honestly I have no idea where the story line is leading or what is even happening. Even so, I am completely in love with it.
"Do I still call him Hyung?" I ask the director.
"Please use 'oppa' instead. We want to keep this as real as possible," He informs me professionally.
I nod my head and look at Suga, "is that okay?"
"Of course. I mean that's how it should be anyway," he chuckles.
"Take your places!" The director calls.
I take a deep breath, heading to my spot. Closing my eyes I picture Yoongi actually trying to burn himself alive. My heart immediately saddens, the heavy feeling weighing me down like a dark cloud over my head.
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"READY.... ACTION!"
I swing the door open, Yoongi tipping a jug of gasoline over the motel bed. The liquid falls like rain, every droplet tripping over themselves until splashing to the floor to never be seen again.
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