Kim Na-Ri, a half Korean girl living in Seoul.
BTS, the most famous k-pop group under the sun.
She's looking for a new life.
They are looking for an escape...
Maybe they can help each other.
Maybe, just maybe, she can be Bangtan's Release...
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(This chapter is rated 18+. Please do not read if such content is not suitable for you.)
The boys are back in the practice room rehearsing a choreography for the BTS Home party. They want to record it and release it later on the VLIVE app for their subscribers.
Na-Ri came in to drop some drinks and food for the boys for once they're done practicing. Beside Jimin, J-Hope, and Jungkook, the other boys are seating on the floor out of the camera view. Everyone is having a great time, except for Jin. He is deep in thought, almost depressed. He sometimes manages to give a smile, but it is a pained one.
Na-Ri can't help but wonder what is happening to the eldest. He is usually such a loud mouth, but all he does is stare at his phone.
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After a while, Jin stands up and walks out of the room without saying a word. The boys and Na-Ri exchange a confused look before Taehyung sighs and says: "Jin Hyung has been moody since we came back; he hasn't been himself."
Yoongi: "Yeah, I noticed that. When I tried to talk to him about it, he just brushed it off and went to make us some food. I haven't had a chance to try again."
Yoongi was not such a bad person after all.
Namjoon: "Na-Ri, why don't you try and talk to him? He might open up to you, who knows."
Na-Ri: "There's no harm in trying I guess..."
With that, she stood up and tried to guess where he could have gone. She went to the balcony area, thinking he would probably go there if he wanted some time alone. As she pushed the heavy door, there he was, sitting on a chair, his head hanging low.
Na-Ri approached him, dragged a chair and sat next to him. He knew she was there; he just didn't move. He looked even worse than when he was in the practice room. She didn't know what to say. She simply placed a hand on his back and asked: "gwaenchanh-a?" in a voice as soft as the wind.
As soon as the words left her lips, the boy's shoulders started to shake, a sob racking through him. He was trying to keep the cries and tears inside, but it was all too much. She was worried.
Na-Ri: "Jin, what happened? What's wrong?" her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Jin: "Na-Ri.... why do people hate me so much? Is there something wrong with me? I try to play it off but it hurts." he said, pained, tears in his eyes.
She knew what he was referring to. Jin had been receiving so much hate lately, people mocking his dancing skills, telling him to leave BTS or just saying that he was nothing more than a visual. After their last appearance in the US, the hate intensified. What was shocking was that the hate was coming people claiming to be ARMY.
