Stay With Me

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Notice: Not all actions made by characters has happened in real life. This does include real-life characters (yes, BTS are real people babos) but this may not entirely be how they act in these scenarios. And these boys are Korean, but anything in Korean will be itranslated for those who don't speak Korean!

There will be a chapter where there is links to video references~
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Everyone has that dream where they want to meet their favourite idol right? To end up with one of their favourite idols? I was able to achieve that dream but different to others could imagine.

I was part of an extremely famous girl group (called 5SG) before we took a break, we're planning on our comeback. Anyway, as I was asked to head to the now-popular agency, I thought I would make new friends until I met the CEO. Bang Si-Hyuk.

"Thank you for coming." He smiled warmly, smiling back at him, I sat down at the table.
"You called me here?"
"Yes, it's for the boys to help them with their dancing. They've seen many dances of you girls and are impressed, even asking for you to come along. I'm glad you accepted."
"Well of course, it's the least I could do."
"Before you meet the boys, you must follow these rules." I looked at him slightly confused. I already knew the rules, but I had to listen anyway.

"You are to not be romantically involved with the boys or have a personal friendship with them. You know it could ruin their career, especially how people are specific and detailed when it comes to scandals." I was slightly shocked at the sudden statement but nodded slightly. His expression stayed serious as he continued.
"You must not reveal any personal information with them and neither are you to tell them your name. I hope you do understand what I ask of you." I nod hesistantly.
"What name should I use then?"
"Your stage name. That'll be easy enough right? As many of the public already call you that."
"Alright..." He looked at me slightly concerned.
"Are you sure your alright with this? I know the rules are harsh but-"
"It's to not allow any scandals to happen," I smiled at him, "and I'm alright with it."
The warm smile spread back onto his face, it was contagious for sure as I smiled back.

"Is that all?"
"Yes, welcome to the agency."
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Finally back at home, I sighed. Turning on my phone, I already had many texts sent from my friends, saying congratulations. I saw one from a bandmate, saying she was extremely jealous, but none from a girl in particular. She was upset about me moving away, we were close.

I still remember our conversation.
"You won't forget me... right?"
"Course not... I'm not gonna be gone for long anyway." I smiled at her. She smiled back, but not as much.
"You better... I'll miss you~" I smiled more and hugged her gently.

I smiled to myself before walking to my room, running a hand through my navy-blue hair. Having to speak Korean all the time is hard.. Maybe Namjoon can sometimes give me a break and we can talk in English. I smiled slightly about it but then frowned. I'm not allowed to reveal anything about myself. Bottle it up like I used to... after all, it won't cause any harm... right?

I shook the thought out of my head. Before I left, I asked HB (Bang SiHyuk) what I should do for the first lesson with them. He told me to teach them the choreography I created for the French song, also saying the boys wanted to try it anyway even if it was feminine.

The French song he was talking about is one of my favourite songs that isn't Korean. Is that bad? That I like a lot of Kpop so- Nah... It's fine. It's name is Le Fils À Papa by Vianney. It's a very rhythmic song that I would always dance to as a child. Grabbing my speaker, I put the song on full volume. Walking around the empty space, I listened to the music before beginning to dance. Slowly starting my arms waving slightly to the side before rising up, spinning to then have my arms rested at my sides. My hands spun out in front of me, then spread down across my body to then stand out at the sides, my fingers slightly pointed. A slight step sequence, one step to the left with my right leg, left arm moving in front before repeating with the left leg and right arm. I repeated a couple times and once the chorus started, my hips swayed from left to right, arms moving in inward semi- circles to the music. I spun again, stepping forward once with my right leg, my left arm circling round my head. Once again repeating with my left leg and right arm. My arms slowly raised up, my leg bent slightly, then stood there waiting for the rhythm to start.