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"Dad?" Junior questioned a little confused as he sat down on the couch.
"Mr Jeon, he raised me as one of his kids along with them four."
"Oh."
"So about the invitation?" Jin asked.
"Oh yes uhm, Mr Park, Junior's father found out about dad's death and he wanted to invite you guys to his party. This is the invitation." You said as you handed him an envelope. "I hope you guys do attend. I gave Mr and Mrs Park the idea of doing a Masquerade ball and they agreed with me so I can see it being a pretty epic party."
"Sounds like fun y/n. Can't wait."
"Me too." You smiled at him and stood up. "Alright, we'll get going now. I have to go buy a dress for the party. Oh! It's mandatory to wear a tuxedo and masks. The requirements are on the invitation as well but I just wanted to let you know."
"Okay y/n." Jin said as you walked towards the door.
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"Hey guys!" You said, startling Hobi and Rocky.
"Oh my god y/n!" Hobi puffed out as you sat next to Junior. "You almost gave me a heart attack."
"You technically can't get a heart attack unless you're already at risk of getting one." Namjoon added.
"Shut up." Hobi retaliated in a cute voice.
Everyone around the table began to laugh at Hoseok's comment. You took out the four envelopes out of your backpack. You set them on the table as Junior eyed you. You stood up and gave Rocky, Namjoon, and Hobi their invitations.
"What's this for?" Rocky asked.
"My parents are throwing a party and y/n wants you guys to be there. Tuxedos and masks are mandatory." Junior replied.
"What if we can't aff-." Namjoon got cut off.
"I'll take you to the store to buy those things. Don't worry to much about it." You said.
"Okay." Hoseok and Namjoon responded simultaneously.
"I just want you guys to be there with me." You grabbed Namjoon's and Hobi's hand as you smiled at them. You placed the other invitation in front of Hobi and he gave you a confused look. "Give this to Yoongi. I know we're not speaking but I would feel better if I'd know that I at least invited him."
He nodded and patted your hand. "I will."
The bell rang and it was time for everyone to go out on a weekly run. The whole school met on the school track. Everyone in their proper grade group of course. The upperclassmen walked towards different directions and the lower classmen stayed on the tracks while your grade group went towards a different way. It seemed like you were the only one running as your class were speed walking.
