MAGES | BTS [DISCONTINUED]

C҉h҉. 1҉7҉ - S҉h҉i҉t҉

"How is everyone feeling?" Mathew asked the seven boys, a low key sadistic smile on his face watching the tired boys

"Dead inside," Jimin answers. He is speaking for all of them when he states that.

"I feel so unattractive right now," Jin wiped the sweat on his forehead. "I'm all sweaty and tired. You see the bags under my eyes?"

Hoseok glanced at him. "The bags were already there to begin with."

"I wish we weren't the same age," Jin glared at him. "If I was older than y'all, you'd be treating me with respect."

"Great," Jiwoo clapped her hands together. "I guess you guys can take a break now. Since this is your first day of real training."

"Real training?" Taehyung whined. "I didn't sign up for this!"

"Yes you did," Somin nodded. "And hey, it'll get better as you move forward."

"Yo," Jungkook spoke, pointing at Jimin. "Bubbles over here ain't looking so hot right now."

"Shut it coconut head," Jimin heavily breathed out. "You look worse."

"Bubbles," Taehyung covered his mouth as he snickers. "and coconut head?"

"I swear every second I spend with you three," Namjoon gestures to Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung. "I lose brain cells."

"Well there weren't too many there to begin with," Hoseok comments.

"Okay!" Jin exasperates. "Somebody duct tape that motherfuckers mouth!"

Jin's outburst making Hoseok smirk, while the others laughed.

"And you were worried about them," Mathew nudged Somin's arm with his elbow.

"This only serves as proof as for why I'm worried," Somin replied.

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The halls of the Vora Magic Academy were filled with students walking to class, chatting with each other, teachers patrolling the halls, and the student council hanging up posters around the school.

The posters hanging on the walls had the words 'WELCOME PARTY' written in bold letters with the dates and other information in smaller font. Since the end of the school year was coming up, new college freshmen were gonna be attending the school. The welcome party was where the freshmen could get a taste of the school's chaotic dances, along with meeting new people before they start off their careers as mages in training.

Taehyung ripped the poster off the wall, reading it carefully. "Welcome party, Huh?"

He turned to Yoongi, shoving the paper in his face. "We should all go!" he suggested.

"To the party?" Yoongi asked. "I-I don't know. You guys can go without me."

"No," Taehyung shook his head. "It won't be as fun without you."

"But I," Yoongi mumbled. "I don't have anything to wear."

"Dude," Taehyung grabbed his shoulders. "With me, that'll be the least of your worries."

"I don't trust you," Yoongi shook his head.

"Oh come on," Taehyung rolled his eyes playfully. "I'm the fashion king."

"And who said that?"

Taehyung paused. "Me?"

"Yeah, okay."