His Sister, Their Manager (BTS x Reader)

Chapter 3: Her Story (Various PoVs)

A/N: Before this chapter begins, this is a story of fiction and I also haven't been in BigHit myself, so there will be stuff off of the building, such as a receptionist's desk and etc. The manager of BTS will also be a girl, as to go with the storyline in my insane, psychotic little head of mine XD

Anyways, I do hope you just roll with it and enjoy reading!

~Your PoV~

Seo-joon paid for the outfit as well as the others and many more before we both made our way down the streets of Seoul, Seo-joon holding our bags on one of his arms and the heels on my (boots/sandals/shoes) clacking. I moved a strand of my (length), (color) hair out of my face, trying to avert my eyes from the myriad of stares from the people in Seoul. 

What, have they not seen someone like me before? C'mon, there are countless of other girls who're prettier than me.

Anyways, we strolled towards the large, tall infrastructure that managed three of K-Pop's popular music artists: soloist Lee Hyun and idol groups TXT... and BTS.

I hardly know anyone from BTS; Kim Taehyung, known more as his stage name V,  I've only known just a bit as Seo-joon talked about him when they were shooting the K-Drama, "Hwarang: The Poet Warrior Youth," together, Seo-joon as the character, Moo Myung, and Taehyung as Han Sung. I never showed my face due to... how I looked before, but Seo-joon has chatted with Taehyung about me before.... sooo yeah.

"(Name)!"

I blinked, realizing I had just been confined in my own thoughts. I glanced over at Seo-joon oppa, who glared at me. He flicked my forehead, and I pouted my lips.

"Yah! Oppa, dodaeche*?!" (A/N: Remember that they're all actually speaking in Hangul [Korean language] but I just like adding in some Romanization [written version of Hangul] for fun x3; translations are at the very bottom)

"I've been calling your name for around, I don't know, 3 minutes now? Aish... Are you ready to go in?"

I stared at the large glass doors of the building and shook off all of my worries as of now. Looking back at my older brother, I nodded.

Seo-joon smiled, and he opened the door for me. Taking a deep breath, I walked inside.

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Inside of BigHit Entertainment was white. White nearly everywhere, almost as if I was in a hospital. I looked around, admiring the many lights and the large wall mirror. I slowly made my way there, noticing Seo-joon in the mirror closing the door and sighing, letting down the bags.

Poor oppa... He had to go shopping just for me.

I rose a hand to my face as I did the day I found myself with this new look. I pinched my own cheek, wincing at the pain. This really wasn't a dream. I kept telling myself it was, but here I am. Feeling pain.

I turned and glanced at the receptionist's desk, a black marble table with a few seats behind and a computer with a small copper pot with spathiphyllum (peace lily) in it. This was it... Time to sign up for a job here...

Making my way over there, I could hear small talk from a small group of women, tall and short, all slim, as they walked inside. Shrugging them off, I walked over to the receptionist, which was a male, his gold name-tag with a faded BigHit symbol on it saying "KANG DO-HYEON" with "Receptionist" at the bottom.

"Excuse me," I called softly, not wanting to intrude as he was already busy typing on his computer.

I heard him quietly end his call before turning to me.