should i be here | bts.

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"Ha! I thought she would want nothing to do with me!" I thought out loud. I put my phone down as I saw the time on the bottom corner of my computer: 1:56 a.m. I doubt anyone is even still at the building. I was wrong, I heard a knock at my door.

"Come in," I said as I swiveled around in my chair to face the door. It was Namjoon.

"Hey, how are you still up?" He was ready to leave the building obviously, he had his hat and jacket on.

"Oh, an instinct I guess." I smiled showing my top set of dimples.

"Well, we need to get going." He walked over to the couch and started picking up my stuff.

"Oh, I'll just spend the night here. I have spare clothes." I smiled at him a bit more. I turned back to face my computer and the same notification popped up again:

Zeilia Has Sent You A Message! See What It Says!

"Who's that?" Namjoon asked while walking closer to my phone and me. I just shrugged, I'll reply later. "And what are you working on?" I looked up at him with my eyes basically bulging from behind my glasses.

"Oh, a song, you can listen tomorrow if you're interested. Uh, I'll put it on a hard drive. Now go home, I have work to do." I shooed him off and he was on his way.

As soon as Joon left the room I picked up my phone and swiped open the notification. Both of the messages were: 'Hey.' and 'wyd?' I kind of thought 'what the hell?' at first, then I thought about if I should actually reply, and I did with: 'schoolwork for the rest of the year and listening to music. hbu?' I said 'schoolwork' because I didn't need people leaking our music. She replied instantly, and I didn't even wanna talk to her because I was working. She was at school, I kept track of the time between the west and Seoul.

'Z, You're at school. Pay attention please, I don't need people blaming crap on me for distracting you.' I replied quickly and set down my phone.

'well, I needed to talk to you b/c no one believes that you're my cousin.' I stared at the message for a couple seconds.

'Oh. You're using me?' I replied back. So this is what it has come to.

'No, I just needed to prove to some people.'

'Z, get back to school. I have work to do. Bye.' I threw my phone onto the couch and took down my hair and ruffled it.

"Great, I'm being used now." I stared at my computer while scanning the lyrics and kept editing them until I heard a knock on the door.

"Hello?" I asked as the door opened and my eyes flicked over to the bottom of my screen. 6:30 a.m. Crap. I didn't sleep. I'll be fine. It's practice for the normal amount of time.

"Hey. How was it last night?" Jimin asked. I turned in my chair, my cheeks a bit rosy and my glasses were falling off of the bridge of my nose, as the fan was blowing my hair around.

"Oh, it was fine. Just a bit," I pushed up my glasses and opened my eyes a bit wider "tired." I laughed as Jimin wasn't.

"You didn't sleep did you." He handed me his cup of coffee and sat on the couch next to my phone that had apparently been blowing up all night. He picked it up.

"Who's Zeilia?" Jimin asked as he opened my phone.

"My cousin, she's using me to try and get closer to the band; I can already tell. We haven't talked since I was accepted to BigHit. Now that she knows I'm in Bangtan, she wants to be closer to me who is close to you." I scoffed and stood up and walked over to my air-diffuser and turned it off.