Part 23 (Yoongi pov) :

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It had been almost a year after dating. This whole time, she made me feel so happy. My life was coming together again. My parents' words no long killed me as they used to. Dating her, we had a bond touch bracelet and frequently tapped and felt each other's touch. It was that she was always with me and I loved it.

My music was also looking positive for me in terms of the future. A company called Big Hit Labels had heard my music at a competition and invited me to try out for "Hit it the 2nd audition". I was practicing my rapping skills the competition was today. I reached the place and headed inside, it was a small building.

As soon as I got the mic, I opened my mouth and let the passion burning within me flow. I spit words I put int the hate for haters I was gonna make and it proves it to everyone who once laughed at me- my parents and my ex. My rage for them was just converted into a quick, fast, yet dangerous rap. I did not even need air I could rap 90 words in less than 10 seconds.

The man was a stout, chubby guy. I saw his name tag which read Bang Si-hyuk. He looked impressed. He applauded after my audition. He told me I did well and I felt confident about it. Excitedly, I headed home.

I was actually going to do my homework. Yeah, Y/n really changed me a lot. She would arrange study dates and she was smart so she could help me with the classes I did not get. Surprisingly, her worst classes were ones I did fine in so I could help her too. We would facetime and do our homework. As much as I would love to watch her work and do nothing she said if I did not I could not spend time with her on the weekends. An evil bribe, yet it worked every time. After all, for a boy in love, his weakness is in his heart and well, my angel knew that she was my weakness.

As a result, my grades improved and I even heard less crap about them from my parents so it was a win-win situation. So as I talked we studied for a history test. She had just gotten an A on her coding test as I helped her- I did know a thing or two about computers after playing around with them from an early age. She would help me with the literature and mathematics which I could neither comprehend nor had a desire to.

Plus, I was working on getting a better internship which paid and let me work in an office yet it was being a manager for a small music company. It pleased not only my dad's whims about office jobs and life and true work experiences as well but also it had a connection with music so I knew I would also like the job as well. I was excited. I would start in about a month.

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