When BigHit decide to try their new method of training with the worlds biggest boy band, y/n finds himself stuck in a dorm with 7 handsome men. They aim to mentor the boy and bring him to the standard BigHit wants, He becomes close with the members...
I honestly couldn't tell how long I've been laying in bed, and i really don't care, after getting fired last week i feel more... free? I mean yeah making coffee's for 40 year old's trying to spice up their lives by having an affair is fun and all, but nothing beats sleeping in until 1 pm on a Monday afternoon.
Ever since i got fired I've been going out more; hell, i got home at what? 3 am this morning? I think Se-jun's getting married so he bought us all drinks? i don't remember much apart from congratulating Ji-sung. Shit, is she pregnant?
I decide it's finally time to wake up and kind of just sit in my bed, my head is killing me and i have bruises on my hands, what the fuck happened? I slowly get up from my secondhand mattress that my mother gave me when i was 15, i'd buy a new one but i can't really be bothered. I decide it's probably best that i take a shower before anything else because i smell ghastly, also because its cold as shit in my room. The showers great, it's a shower what more detail do you want? I decide that there is no point in me getting dressed so i grab some boxers and prepare myself for hours of mindlessly watching youtube videos. As i was just settling down i heard a familiar yet dreaded sound, my phones ringing.
I didn't think the boys were planning on going out tonight so i have no idea who would be calling me, maybe i left something at the bar? I grab my phone and hesitantly swipe to answer the call from the unknown number.
??: Hello is this Mr l/n?
y/n: um yes it is, who's this?
??: My name is Yeon-a, i am a representative from BigHit entertainment,
y/n: good for you, why did you call?
Yeon-a: I am calling to inform you that your application to become our first trainee on our new program has been accepted.
y/n: What? i never applied to be a trainee, i think there is a mistake.
Yeon-a: No Sir, i can assure you that there is no mistake, this morning at exactly 2:36 you contacted our headquarters in order to apply, you have made it into the trainee program.
I'm not going to lie, that does sound like something i would do while im drunk, I've kind of always wanted to be an idol i guess, its too much work tho, im not doing this shit.
y/n:well uh how bout we cancel that then because there is no way im doing that
Yeon-a: sorry sir, you signed a virtual contract this morning verifying that if you were to obtain the spot you would follow through with your application, another representative is going to text you the address of our headquarters, i'll see you at 5pm.
y/n:but wait i do-
The bitch hung up. What the fuck? am i seriously a trainee for big hit right now? like is this an actual thing thats happening? The lady said that their was nothing i can do about it, i have to show up tonight or god knows what'll happen. I don't even know what the new trainee system is about, are they turning me into a slave? Well Shit i guess ill find out.
Well that was... interesting. Well now that i actually have to leave my house i need to find something to wear, something decent i guess, i don't want them to think im a bum or whatever. I walk towards my wardrobe still dumbfounded by the situation that just occurred and begin to plan my outfit. After about an hour of looking i had finally decided some basic jeans and an oversized black sweater with some converse high tops to complete it, I definitely spent way to long picking out this outfit, especially for something so simple.
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After spending way too long dressing myself, i decided that im not going to do much to my hair simply because it is almost impossible to control my hair without hundreds of cans of hairspray, plus im not really trying im impress anyone, so who cares right?
I look at the address that the number sent me and put it into maps, ultimately showing that i was approximately 10 minutes away from the building they want me to be at in an hour. It is currently four and i am bored out of my mind waiting until i have to leave, i then realise, i don't own a car. See for most people this would be an obstacle but for me, its an opportunity. i put my phone in my pocket and grab my long board which has never missed a day in my life. I decide to go on a little detour throughout the small marketplace a couple blocks down from my apartment. As per usual, there was nothing interesting enough for me to want to buy so i decided to get some tea and start heading for BigHit.
About half an hour later i arrive at the building that is provided in the text message, unfortunately i got here early, meaning i could of spent more time getting food and looking at the market than have to wait here until its time to go in. Just as i was about to sit down on the outside on the building, a woman came up to me and told me that they were waiting, i could tell it was the same woman from the call because of her obnoxious voice and the way she over-pronounces her e's. She led me into an elevator and pressed floor 8, she then began talking to me about how lucky i am to meet them and be trained by them. Who the fuck is them?
When we finally reached floor 8 after having a one way conversation with herself, the woman told me to walk down the hallway and take the last left, as i was walking i didn't really pay attention until i arrived at an unnecessarily fancy looking door with a sign that read the letters B...T...S.
