Forbidden |BTS MONSTAX TXT|

[ 1 ] Prince Charming

• Y/n's POV •

*Waiting for you ANPANMAN ~ Waiting for you ANPANMAAAN ~*

I groan as I blindly take my phone from my night stand trying to stop one of my favorite happy songs from making me deaf.

I open my eyes, the smallest it possibly can, and look at the time.
6:30AM
Why did I set an alarm this early again?
Oh yeah. I have a job interview today.
Just five more minutes.
I close my eyes again not thinking about what can possibly go wrong in extending my lovely sleep.

. . .

I turn my head from left to right trying to avoid the beaming light in front of my closed eyes.
I lightly groan before instantly shooting my eyes wide open.
Crap.
Crap.
Crap.
WHAT TIME IS IT?!
I find my phone still on my night stand and grab it. I read the time in my upside down phone and immediately jump off of my bed and rin to the bathroom to take a "very literal" quick shower.

Walking out the shower, I go to the mirror and comb my hair quickly to straighten out the poking strands of hair. I put on a light make up to be professional-looking and wear my formal wear after.

After I did almost everything, I grab the nearest empty bag I have lying around and put inside of it the things I have to bring.

Phone. Check.
Wallet. Check.
Keys. Check.
Paperworks. Check.
DONE!

I quickly walk out of my room and down to the living room.

I sigh as I hear... silence.

I miss my family.

I shrug off the sad thoughts and go out infront of the house to lock the front door and gate.

. . .

I'm waiting.
And still waiting.

Where in the actual heck are the tax-
Finally!

I wave at the upcoming taxi, and hallelujah, it stops in front of me.

"Where are you going ma'am?" The middle-aged man asks me as I go inside his taxi.

"BigHit Entertainment please." I smile politely, making him nod before driving, and to my luck, quite a fast driver.

. . .

After five minutes of sitting patiently in the taxi, I arrive at my destination.

7:50AM
Phew. I'm not late.
But unfortunately, My nervousness hits me.

I approach the big glass doors and enter the BigHit building.

This. Is. So. Cool.

There's not much special about the place but I just really love places like this. The place where all the hard work of artists really is. A place where not a lot of people can see through their own eyes. The 'behind-the-scenes place' as I would like to call it. And to think that there's a possibility that I can be a part of this is a dream. I wish so hard for it to come true.

I can see multiple recording studios with black walls and soundproof glass windows and dance studios with light wooden floor, couple of white walls, and a mirror wall.

I wonder where could be my working area is 'cause I can't seem to find it.

I walk up to the security guard and ask, "Excuse me sir. I'm an applicant. May I ask where should I go for my interview?"

"Good morning miss. You just have to go to the second floor." The man answers as he smiles politely at me.

"Kamsahamnida." I simply say and smile.

I bow at the man before walking off to the elevator located at the left side of the lobby.

As I'm walking, my paperworks slip off of my grasp and fly literally almost everywhere.

Everything WAS going great.
My unlucky self just had to ruin it.

I sigh and try to pick up all of the scattered paper all over the white-tiled floor when suddenly a couple of hands start to help me.

I raise me head up to see who can it be and I am in shock of who's infront of me.

O. M. G. It's Kim SeokJin! THE Kim SeokJin!

He's wearing a red and black checkered flannel over a plain black shirt. He's also wearing a cap that says 'none' and his main feature is his blonde hair underneath that cap.

Damn. You look so stunning.
Stop it y/n. He'll think you're a creep if you keep looking at him.

Fortunately, he doesn't see me looking at him so I just continue nervously picking the rest of my papers up.

I'm not fangirling to him at all. I just can't help myself from being nervous after seeing such a perfect man helping a pathetic small woman. I'm not a die-hard fan of BTS but I do like, or should I say love, some of their popular songs.

He picks up the last paper and looks at me as his pink plump lips turn into a sweet smile.

"K-kamsahamnida." I internally curse at myself for stuttering.

"Aniyo. Uhmm. Are you applying here?" He asks looking directly in my eyes making my mind go blank for a second.

"Y-ye." I return the favor of smiling back at him.

"Aaahh. I would love to accompany you up to the second floor but I really have to go. The members are waiting for me. I know you'll be hired though. Fighting! And see you around." He shows me his sweet smile once again before bowing.

"Thank you very much for the assurance and thank you again for helping me." I warmly smile as I bow as well.

He quickly walks off while waving goodbye but then suddenly stops in his tracks. He quickly jogs back infront of me.

"Mianhe I forgot. Annyeonghaseyo. Kim SeokJin imnida." He bows.

You didn't have to tell me that >v<

"Gwaenchanayo. L/n Y/n imnida." I say as I bow down as well before both of us walk our separate ways.

What a gentleman prince charming.
I guess today's going to be a good day huh

. . .

I arrive at the interviewing office and there are some applicants before me.

I wonder if they're applying for the same job as me.

After a good 15 minutes of waiting, it's now my turn. I go inside the office and bow while saying "Annyeonghaseyo." to a quite young man with rectangular glasses before sitting down in front of his wooden desk. I give him the folder I've been holding filled with my application form, etc.

"Finally." The man says immediately, making me look at him with a confused expression.

"A make up artist who actually has a lot of good employment background." He continues as he looks at me with a polite smile.

I smile back at him before I get surprised by what the man easily says next.

"You're hired."

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First chapter done!
Wat'cha think? :>
It's my first book so bear with me lol
But I really hope you liked it ^^

Keep reading to find out what happens next ~

meowxine =^-^=