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Before my rap part begins in the shooting, I memorize the lyrics. It doesn't take long since I was always really good with learning new vocabularies.
I'm sitting on the floor as my eyes roam over the text countless of times. I sense someone sitting down next to me but I decide to ignore it to study the lyrics.
"Learned it?"
My eyes widen as I slowly look up at Yoongi, who's already gazing at me.
I nod my head while gulping.
He scratches the back of his head. "I rewrote the lyrics so that it fits your style," he states.
"Thank you," I mumble as my eyes skim down at the piece of paper again.
"So, um," he begins, "what do you think of our concept?"
"Good," I awkwardly mumble as I bite the insides of my cheek.
"Yeah," he whispers to himself while looking at his lap.
This is so uncomfortable.
"Look—" we both speak up in unison.
I cringe again, but he seems much more lighthearted than I am. "I don't want anything to be awkward between us, especially since our debut will be soon."
"Same," I agree while nodding my head.
"So, no uncomfortable tension between us anymore?" He asks.
