"This is Violet," Mr. Choi says, waving a hand towards me. "Violet, this is..."
"BTS," I whisper, my voice merely a choked rasp. I swallow but my mouth is bone dry.
I'd only seen them a few times—Ellen, the Billboard Awards, the Grammy's—but I never forgot them. They looked so nice and comfortable in their skin. They exuded something that felt like sincerity. It made me want to learn more. But between work and entertaining a deadbeat, ignorant boyfriend who thought they looked "gay" when we saw them on TV, I never had the chance to look them up.
And here I was. Standing in their living room.
The tallest one climbs to his feet first. The others quickly follow.
He bows then extends his hand. "Hi. I'm Namjoon. It's nice to meet you, Violet."
Namjoon. I remember him introducing himself as RM. He was the leader and the best English speaker. When I first saw him in an interview, I thought he had a radiant smile and the most adorable dimples I had ever seen. TV did not do him justice, even now in shorts and a simple white t-shirt, I'm stunned by his looks.
The next one steps up and gives a cute, wave. He smiles brightly and his eyes are literally twinkling.
"Hi! I'm Hoseok. Good to meet you, Violet."
The way he says my name kinda makes me melt. Unlike Namjoon, whose hair is dyed platinum blond, Hoseok's hair is black. He's dressed in a colorful, loose top and jeans that I can tell are ridiculously expensive. Hoseok exudes positivity and light. He seems like the type of person who would charge your energy just with a hug. I like him already.
"Hi. I'm Jin."
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Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️
Fanfiction1 year. 1 girl. And the 7 men who own her heart. When she applied for the job, she thought she'd just be teaching in South Korea and getting a fresh start. Little did she know, she'd be signing up to shred her soul into seven little pieces. Best ra...