Just as the title says, this is a book about the BTS 8th member! Enjoy
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ѕтαятє∂ ;; 17/06/18
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Yeona's tattoos (yes I know there's a lot) and outfit • - - - •
When Yeona became a trainee with BigHit entertainment, an abundance of tattoos covered several areas around her body — almost as if she was a human masterpiece, once an empty canvas. Of course, this gave BigHit something to think about.
Tattoos are taboo in Korea, especially on women. There was no doubt there would be problems, potential fans abandoning the idea of supporting the group when their eyes scanned the art pieces permanently etched onto her skin; it was already ambitious enough having a mixed gender group. However, they couldn't throw away such amazing talent, knowing other companies would jump at the chance of having such a woman under their label.
This is the story of why today, Yeona stands in a circle of 7 boys as they admired her tattoos — at least that's what she hoped they were doing. She'd supposed they had never seen a woman with tattoos before or perhaps only a couple of times with no time to stare.
Sighing and crossing her arms, she cleared her throat before speaking. "Alright boys, that's enough. I didn't come here to be something you could admire or have strange fantasies about. You haven't even introduced yourselves, shall we begin?"
The boys, seemingly snapped out of their trance, stepped back before standing in a line before her. Unfortunately for Yeona, they didn't speak. Rolling her eyes (something she'd been told she did often), she picked up her bags she'd left strewn on the floor at the doorway when she was swarmed.
Walking with a sway in her hips, she headed towards the hallway she'd been told her room was located on. Lifting her free hand higher from where it had previously been on her hip, she gave a subtle wave. "I guess we'll wait until later. Bye for now, you know where I'll be." She chuckled before disappearing into the hallway. The echoing sound of her door being closed followed soon after and the boys were left with their eyes wide and mouths open.
