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Hey! Quick information: the ages aren't the way they are in reality. Jeongguk for example is older than Tae. Just read to find out :)

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At 1.58pm the next day, Yoongi is standing somewhere in the middle of Seoul, right in front of a giant building. It's a huge office building where more than just Bae Seoyeon have their place of business.
Right on time, he is standing in front of Bae Seoyeon's office on the fifth floor. Uneasiness tugs at Yoongi's stomach as he knocks, but it quickly dissolves when Chanyeol opens and smiles at him.
"Hello!" he says, bows his head and steps aside so Yoongi can enter the room. It's an office with a huge window and about seven desks with computers. People sit there, men and women, writing and reading and talking in hushed voices. The complete right wall is covered with a file cabinet filled to the brim with folders and documents.
Chanyeol closes the door behind Yoongi. He clears his throat, chuckling when Yoongi winces a bit and spins around.
Chanyeol is wearing the same thing as yesterday, only is his shirt dark blue now. The sleeves are rolled up and together with his styled hair, he looks rather like a businessman than the assistant of a detective.
"Mrs. Bae is already waiting," Chanyeol tells him, "She still has a few questions about Park Jimin."
"I figured," Yoongi mumbles as he follows Chanyeol to the left side of the room.
He opens a door and allows Yoongi to enter the room first. It's an overall darker room than the office since there are no windows, but a huge fluorescent light illuminates it just enough.
The only pieces of furniture are a table with a few chairs and one old, grey file cabinet in the corner.
Bae Seoyeon is sitting at the table, writing something on a sheet of paper. When she hears the door close behind Yoongi and Chanyeol, she looks up and immediately stands up.

"Oh, hello," she says and nods once. Yoongi bows his head a little. "Hello."
"Good to see you. Please, take a seat," Seoyeon says and points at the chair opposite of her.
They both sit down; Chanyeol leaves the room again, much to Yoongi's dismay. He figures he could like the clumsy assistant, and to be honest, he feels more comfortable around Seoyeon with Chanyeol next to her.

"I'm glad you're here," Seoyeon says.
"Sure," Yoongi just replies and thinks This is just for Jimin.
"You don't look like you've gotten a lot of sleep," Seoyeon notices with slight suspicion in her tone, "Was it because of yesterday?"
At that, Yoongi huffs. He knows he looks awful; he was even a bit surprised to see the dark circles underneath his eyes this morning. But it's nothing new.
"Oh, no. It's been like that ever since... You know," he says and doesn't have to finish his sentence for Seoyeon to understand. She nods once and then looks down at the sheet of paper.
"Well then, lets get this over with," she mutters and raises her head.
"Please," she says and leans back, her eyes focused on Yoongi, "Tell me something about Jimin."

For some reason, this question surprised Yoongi. It's just not what he expected.
"Uh," he says and thinks, "That's a quite vague question."
What feels like a million things come to Yoongi's mind when he thinks about Jimin, but it's near impossible to pick out single aspects and expect them to make sense.
Seoyeon seems to understand his struggle. She sighs and chuckles dryly.
"Right, sorry. Tell me how he was at school."
Again, Yoongi thinks. He chews on the inside of his cheek as he attempts to sort his thoughts.

"He... was a good student," he starts, "A very good student. I never had class with him since I am older, but at the end of every year, the school put on an event where all students who had achieved something incredible or who had done extraordinary things in connection to the school were honored. The last thing was always the announcement of those who had gotten the best term papers that school year, one boy and one girl from each year." He pauses and smiles at the faint memory.
"Jimin got it three times in a row."
If Seoyeon is impressed, then she is good at hiding it, but Yoongi doesn't care. He himself is immensely proud, and that's more than enough.
"He was super popular, too," Yoongi continues, "Teachers and most of the other students loved him. And if someone didn't like him, then it would be because they were jealous. There was no real reason not to like Jimin. He was nice to everyone, even to people like me. It's kind of surreal." He shakes his head and looks down at his hands.
Seoyeon eyes him thoughtfully for a while.
"What are his interests? Any hobbies?" she asks.
Yoongi opens his mouth, then closes it again and frowns. He opens his mouth once more, but no words come out; what are Jimin's hobbies? A heavy feeling weighs down on his stomach as he realizes they never talked about things like that.
"Uh – I don't know, to be honest," he mumbles as he frantically searches for something to say.
"We talked a lot, but we never... that's so weird, I swear I should know, but... well, I know that he likes B-movies because I like them, too, and we did talk about – see? He likes B-movies, who the fuck likes those?" Yoongi shakes his head and huffs. "No one is cool and likes shitty movies at the same time, except for Park Jimin. That kid is incredible."

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