“Sir, sir”.
Jin felt someone repeatedly tap his shoulder. He groaned, eyes blinking open to the brink of daylight streaming in.
A man with blond hair stared down at him, it was clear that this wasn’t his natural hair color as his eyebrows remained dark, yet somehow he seemed to pull it off.
Jin glanced around in confusion.
The room was everything luxurious and elegant, from the carpets to the cushioned sofa he had woken up from.
More people came piling in with their own busy agendas.
All eyes were on Jin as they tugged and pulled at him.
He flinched away.
One of the people, a woman with a clipboard and crisp white button-down came over to them hurriedly. “Ah, Mr. Kim”.
Both Jin and the other young man simultaneously to her.
“Mr. Seokjin, please meet your new designer”, she gestured to the other young man who’s eyes flitted around the place looking lost. The woman cleared her throat, the young man guilty looked back. “This is Mr. Kim Taehyung who has come all the way from Italy, though he was previously a resident of Korea.”
Taehyung put his hand out to jin, “Pleasure to meet you”.
Jin frowned. That name sparked somewhere inside of his memory. Hadn’t that been the person Namjoon was to?
Jin looked around in confusion.
“Alright”, the woman tapped her pen on the clipboard nervously. Now to think of it, even she looked quite familiar to Jin.
Taehyung still had his hand out, but when he saw that Jin didn’t seem to notice it, the former gave a nervous chuckle.
Jin glanced to him, giving a small smile and shaking his hand. “Pleasure to meet you too”.
Taehyung seemed to be internally relieved.
Jin looked back to the woman. “I’m sorry, have we met before?”
She glared at him, and Taehyung choked on a laughter about to escape his lips.
Some of the people who were getting things set up in the room gave him horrified or amused stares.
Not the type of reaction jin was expecting.
“Very funny Jin”, she muttered, then smiled sickly sweet. “Mr. Kim”, Jin shifted and she scowled, “Not you Jin”.
Taehyung had to hold back a laugh. She looked back to him, “Will you please prepare him for the photo shoot”.
Photoshoot?
A folder was handed over to the blonde-haired man.
“Here are the theme-details, I assume you’ve already gotten the designs ready”.
“Of course”, he said.
Jin noticed how silky deep the young man’s voice was. He seemed so innocent, but there was definitely something surreal about the man with his boyish features and wavy hair.
“Thank you”, Taehyung told her with a small smile, “Ms…”
“Minji, call me Minji”.
Jin’s face contorted to shock. Minji? The drunk girl he had met before.
She seemed so different currently in front of him, like another person.
“Minji?”
“Oh, so now you remember my name!”, she snapped.
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MIRROR MIRROR || ksj || BTS
Fanfiction"Sometimes, what we're looking for outside might be on the inside." Jin grew up with a cursed gift. He could bring the dots together. He could see the bare red threads connecting people from hundreds of miles across the world. And he saw the tragedy...
