Whats your name?

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Stress. Stress. Stress.

That is how you could describe my night. Panic attacks, crying, you name it. I was shocked, beyond scared. This was it: we were going to get kicked out of our company. I'm going to lose my friends. I'll be homeless. Nobody slept, creating more tension in the room when sun came up.

Normally stress doesn't eat at me when we do monthly evaluations, but this could cost us everything we have worked for. We all sat and ate breakfast in silence, only the occasional 'can you pass me that' or 'I'm tired'.

We arrived at the studio and to our confusion there was no dance teacher, so, me being me, I went to find him.
Walking to the staff office, I was too busy looking around to notice the male in front of me until we clashed.
I fell and landed on my ass, which hurt like a bitch. Whilst rubbing the impacted spot, hoping it would take away the pain I looked up, only to see...
Min - damn - YOONGI!
AKA. The SUGA!
I was shook.
Did I look ok? Why did I wear cheap clothes? Is my throat ok? What if-

"Are you just going to stand there?" I suddenly look up, only to meet eyes with him. A thousand different feelings flooded my body; I was overflowing on different emotions, many of which I didn't understand.

Finally realising it was my fault, I quickly gathered up the files he had drop.

"Sorry, sorry! I'm such a cluts, I'm so sor-" I suddenly stop when my hand came across a file about Pink Magic, and my photo instantly fell out. I try to hold back laughter at my 9 year old face looking at me with so much hope.

Something suddenly struck in me when a hand touched my shoulder.

"Hey are you, oh fuck ow!" and that's all I heard as I flipped him over onto the wooden ground. Well, at least I got reflexes.

"S-s-sorr-ry" I stutter. Come on, Y/N get it together. He's just an idol. A really cute idol. Who is really talented. AND HE'S STANDING IN FRONT OF YOU!!! Deep breaths.
I gave him a shy smile while he gives me the biggest glare he can muster.

"I'm so sorry. I can make it up to you! I swear, lunch will be on-"

"On nobody, because I don't need your petty apology food." he spat.

"Ah right,sorry." I say, looking down in embarrassment, wishing I could be a marshmallow and melt.

"I'll be going then." Just as I was about to walk off, I heard his voice call out behind me.

"What's your name?" The question is enough to stop me in my tracks. Who was I? Well he would soon know, but I felt there was a deeper meaning to the question. With that, I turn around and respond with haste.

"I'm nobody." My eyes met his, the orbs piercing my soul like he's looking for answers. And with one last firework going off, I simply walked away, but not without hearing a hushed reply from his deep voice.

"Just who are you, and what are you?"

NARRATOR POV

Meeting her E/C eyes was enough to send Yoongi into a spiral of questions. What were these emotions? He didn't know. And who was Miss Nobody?

"Just who are you, and what are you?" Yoongi asks quietly as he watches your, h/l, h/c hair sway side to side as you walk away.
Questions still burning his thoughts, Yoongi just sighs and walks to his office. Sitting down at his polished desk, he goes through the files of all bighit secrets. However, Yoongi knew the biggest secret bighit could possibly have. He tugged open his desk draw and pulled an amused expression. All of this was how he was going to get everything he wanted, he just had to work extra hard to achieve it.
Closing the draw gently, he opened the first brown file on his desk. Pictures bursting with colours and video tapes fell out onto his white, plain desk. Taking a closer look he saw a girls photo who looked rather familiar. Questioning himself for a minute, before réalisation hit him. It was the same girl who turned his ex-girlfriend gay and then they ran away together. Yoongi smirked. Of course she would leave the country to move to Korea after the surprise he gave her and his ex, and she never even said 'thank you'. Well, he guessed a visit is in order. And it's going to be a bigger present this time...







YUNA!

He turned around, and threw a knife at her picture, hitting her plum, pink lips

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He turned around, and threw a knife at her picture, hitting her plum, pink lips.

The most beautiful apple can always start out ripe and fresh but even it can go rotten. Just remember that.

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