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The city that never sleeps.
Namjoon was well acquainted with Seoul, and he'd been residing in the city for the past multiple years. He'd always wanted to expand his boundaries and roam the whole of Korea.
He hadn't expected his bucket list to kick off due to this reason.
Admittedly, it was discerning, and when he'd gotten the call to inform the other six of the happenings, to say he was shocked would be an understatement.
Firstly, he had no idea that there had been six others.
Secondly, he didn't know why it had to be him. Why couldn't it have been Kim Seokjin, the oldest of them all? Why not Jung Hoseok, who seemed so determined about everything? Why not Park Jimin, who was clearly a hopeless romantic?
Why him?
The respective meetings he'd had with all six of them replayed over and over again in his mind; he'd tried his best to unravel at least a bit of each of their personalities, but Jae Eun had always had a knack for choosing the most low-laying flowers of the patch.
As Namjoon stood outside the airport in Seoul, awaiting the arrival of the other six, he couldn't help but think just how messed up his life had gotten with just one phone call.
