•• BTS's Eighth member ••

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"Hey. When do we get to Seoul?" I nudged the man, who looked high, and asked him.
"Ugh. We are here now brat."
He dead eyed me. I just smiled back at him. I know all Daegu isn't terrible but i'm not rich enough to afford to live in the nice parts so I live around the edge. The place where all the crimes happen so its nothing new to see a guy that looks pretty high. The doors opened while it was moving so I made the stupid decision and ran off the train as it was still going. Obviously I fell, not much damage though just a scraped elbow.
"BigHit here I come." I laughed, getting up and brushing myself off. As I looked up I saw a group of teenage girls staring at me. Wait, why are they starring at me? I look at myself in the mirror behind them. I don't look scruffy, my hair is straight and there is no dirt on my clothes. I straightened my white baggy shirt and tucked it back into my high waisted skinny jeans. I look fine?
Suddenly they burst out laughing.
"Oh don't tell my you are auditioning at bighit are you." They cackled in unison.
"Oh, um. Yeah why?" Fuck. I scrunched up the poster and held it behind my back. Why do I get so nervous around girls my own age??
"Where are you from blondie?"
Fuck sake. Not this.
"Daegu."
"OOOH- we have a little rebel here don't we? From the streets of shitty Daegu."
"It's not- "
She interrupted me.
"What are you doing. Rapping? Singing? Cmon blondie spit it out." They walked up to me. I was slightly taller then them since I'm tall for my age.
"Rapping." They were in my face now.
The leader gave them a signal too move back but one didn't. She stayed by her side.
"So that makes three of us then. A, don't panic she doesn't stand a change against us. I bet she can't even dance."
The short girl nodded but stayed silent.
"Move." I growled while trying to move around her.
"Awh little scruffy Daegu girl trying to get to the audition?"
"I'm not scruffy."
I tried to move around her again.
She slammed her hands on the wall behind me and squared up to my face. Her friends circled around me.
No way am I going to fight her and ruin my chance of getting into a girl/boy group.
"Come on then you. Scruffy. Stupid. Fat. Daegu. SLOB." She slammed her hands once again on the wall behind me.

"Oi. Get off her." The guy with pitch black hair said as he walked up behind her. "What's wrong with Daegu eh? You little cunt."
She was startled but didn't say anything and walked off with her friends.
The boy looked over at me.
"Walk with me."
"I can protect myself you know."
"I said walk with me. We are both going to the same place."
I reluctantly picked my bag back up and followed him.
"What's your name?" I asked him. I though I should start some sort of conversation with him since it will be a 20 minute walk.
"Min Yoongi. What about you."
I could tell he didn't really want to talk to me but I was really bored and I can't play any games on my phone since it's a flip phone.
"Dokgo Blue."
Another few minutes of silence went by when Yoongi decided to make some conversation. Thank god.
"So. How old are you Blue?"
"I'm 14."
He froze in shock for a second.
"Your joking right?"
"No, I'm 14, but don't worry I'm turning 15 on January 1st. How old are you?"
"Im 20. I guess your trying for the maknae position."
"Hm guess so."
"Ah. We are here. Good luck Blue."
He smiled at me and walked off into the building.
I stood there, admiring how tall the building was. Wow, I could actually get a place in a group here my dad would be so proud. I hope I can. But if I don't it will be fine... I guess.

"Hello Miss. I'm going to assume you are here to audition?"
"Yes."
"Ok, please fill out this form and the waiting room is over to your left. I wish you the best of luck."
I took the paper with my shaky hands. Agh, I need to be able to do this. I want to do this.

All of this information will be needed if you qualify for the training.

Full Name:   Dokgo Blue
Age:  14
Date of birth:   January 1st 1998
Hometown:  Daegu

Height:  5'7
Weight: 57kg

A list of stage names that will be chosen from.:
Cyan or Blue.

Family: Father, two older brothers (24 + 26)
Hobbies: Drawing, playing the piano.

"Ok can we have Miss Dokgo."
I jumped out of my seat. Fuck. My hands are so sweaty and shaky.
I followed the man into the room and began my performance.

I bowed as I ended. I hope that was good enough. I used to sing more than rap but I got really into rap recently so wanted to try it. I regret trying it. I knew I should of just sang. Nononono.
They just finished their discussion.
They are going to send me home... no please no.
Don't let that be the outcome.
I've tried so hard.

I want to make my father proud. Please?

"Thank you Blue! Can you go please sit in that room over there? We have decided you are going to be in the group the we have prepared. Are you ok with that?"

My heart stopped.

"Y- yes! Thank you so much!" I stuttered. My heart is racing 100mp. I can't believe I actually did it. Oh my god. Oh my god.

I can't wait to go home and tell my dad.