The sound of my alarm woke me up and I groaned as I forced myself up. It's 5:00 a.m. in the morning who in the world has to be up this early? I took a shower and got dressed, I thought back to yesterday and smiled. That went better than I expected honestly, and it seems like Namjoon isn't that much of an asshole like I thought.

I grabbed the dish from the dishwasher and today's itinerary. I went to the house and unlocked the front door. The house was still clean and I put the dish in the cabinet. I walked through the house to see someone on the couch sleep with the gaming controller.

"Jimin." I said.

Nothing, I sigh and sat my planner down.

"Jimin." I said tapping his shoulder.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked around his surroundings.

"What happen?" He asked.

"You tell me, get up you guys have a busy day today." I said.

He yawned and nodded getting up and stretching. I went to Everyone else room to wake them up and man was these guys not morning birds.

"Precious why are we up at the ass crack of dawn?" Jungkook asked.

"I'm sorry guys but you have a busy day today." I said.

"Ugh." He groaned.

"I know sucks for me to, but go get dressed where something comfortable please." I said.

They nodded and went to go get dressed. I took the time to look around there house. They had awards and photos, they were family and there bond showed that. All I have is my dad and Jin-Soo, one picture caught my eye. It was a picture of Namjoon but he had tears down his face.

"They had us get real emotional for those pictures." I heard from behind me.

I turned around and looked at him.

"Why would someone do that?" I asked.

He shrugged.

"What do we have to do that requires us to be so early?" He asked.

I grabbed my book and checked the list.

"Photo shoot." I said.

He nodded.

"Did you enjoy the food last night?" He asked.

"Surprisingly I did, I didn't know you guys can cook Thank you." I said.

"You welcome." He said smiling.

I sat down and waited for the rest of them to get dressed.

"So you've been in Korea for a while how do you like it?" He asked.

"Not much my whole time being here I felt more like an outsider more than anything." I shrugged.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Korea's beauty standard is thin and light complexion...I'm the complete opposite." I said.

He turned the side of his head and smiled at me.

"You're beautiful, black women are the strongest women in history who gives a damn about a beauty standard. I think you're perfect just the way you are." He shrugged.

Before I could say anything back everyone came back ready and dressed.

"What time is the photo shoot?" Namjoon asked.

"In exactly 30 minutes." I said checking my phone.

We got in the van and began driving. The drive was going good but then I remember something.

"Are you guys hungry?" I asked.

"Yes but if we stop we're going to be late." Yoongi said worried.

I thought for a second before deciding to pull into a McDonald's. I ordered them and myself food and I passed the food back to them.

"What if we don't make it in time?" Jin asked.

"It's okay I'll take responsibility, you guys need something in your stomachs until later." I said.

We finally made it to the studio and the director immediately put them to work. While they were getting ready to take photos I noticed hobi seem to be uncomfortable with the way they were his make up looked.

"Is everything ok Hobi?" I asked.

"The make up it feels heavy and it's making my skin itch." He said.

It looked like a lot I couldn't even recognize him.

"Do you mind if I help?" I asked.

"Please." He said.

I smiled and grabbed a make up wipe. I began removing some of the foundation and some of the lipstick.

"It feels so much better thank you precious." He said tapping my nose.

I laughed and shook my head before I heard someone clear there throat. I turned around and the rest of the guys were looking at me while holding make up wipes.

"Oh wow." I laughed.

I helped them and by the time I was done, they were ready for there photos. I stepped out to call Jin-Soo since I haven't talked to her in a while.

"Hello." She said.

"I miss you what are you doing?" I asked.

"Precious it's 7 in the morning what the hell." She groaned.

"Oh shit I'm sorry you're right um talk later on?" I asked.

"Yes." She said hanging up.

I laughed and shook my head, I went to a nearby vending machine and got The guys and us some snacks. Once I came back they were on solo shots.

I sat down and play the snacks next to me before going on my phone.

"I hate photo shoots." Yoongi said.

"Why?" I asked.

"It's a lot of work, whatever emotion you're feeling when you walk in it goes straight out the window." He said.

"That makes since but you have to make it real to you, basically don't think of it like that and put some of your emotions in it." I said.

"Thanks Precious." He said.

I smiled.

"Next." The photographer said.

"That's me." Yoongi said getting up.

I seen Namjoon walk past Yoongi and sat in his spot.

"Want some Gummy Bears?" I asked.

"Sure." He said as I passed him the bag.

We both sat in silence watching Yoongi and eating gummy bears. After everyone took there solo shots we were done. Everyone was gathering there belongings.

"What's next?" Taehyung asked yawning.

I looked on the list.

"Fan meet." I said.

They groaned.

"I know I know guys but then you have the "How we'll do you know each other." with vanity fair and then that's it." I said.

They sigh and grabbed there belongings. As we were walking I noticed a group of people around the car. I turned to the boys and they stopped and looked at me.

"Ok bad news and good news." I said.

"What's the bad news?" Namjoon asked.

"You have fans who are surrounding the car. Good news is I have a trick up my sleeve." I smirked.

"What's the trick?" Jungkook asked.

"Don't worry, I got this um take this." I said passing Jungkook my bag.

"What are you going to do?" Jimin asked.

"Do what I do best, be myself." I said.

I went outside and the girls smiled went off there faces as they noticed me walking towards the van.

"Hello can I help you girls?" I asked.

They took one look at me and disgust went into there face.

"No." One girl with blue hair said.

"Well you guys are in front of my van." I said.

"Lets just go Casey you know how black people get when they get mad." One girl whispered.

I balled my fist up holding in my anger.

"Yeah I heard they like to fight and then when we're unconscious steal our belongings." Another girl said.

"Excuse me can you please move?" I asked reaching for the door handle.

"EW DON'T TRY TO PUT YOUR DIRTY BLACK HANDS ON ME!" She said moving back.

They quickly left the parking lot in a hurry. I took a deep breath and held my tears in. I unclenched my hands and went inside.

"Let's go." I said grabbing my bag from a worried Jungkook.

The ride to the fan meet was silent. It's 2021 and racism will never stop, especially in Korea. I hated the way I looked and so did other people.

"Are you ok?" Namjoon asked.

"Right what happen back there?" Hobi asked.

"Nothing guys." I said doing a weak smile.

We made it the next studio and fans were everywhere. I dropped them off at the side entrance and went to park the van. Once I was inside they were seated at a table waiting to be greeted.

I watched as she walked out the door to deal with our fans. I was kind of wondering what she meant by being herself.

"What do you think she meant by be herself?" Jungkook asked.

"I honestly don't know." I said.

We all watched her interact with our fans. It didn't look good as I seen her clenching her fist. When she reached for the door handled another girl jumped back. Like she was a disease, after they left she came in and it was like a different person.

"Let's go." She said grabbing her bag from Jungkook.

We all looked at one another worried as we followed her to the van. The ride was silent and it killed me.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Right what happen back there?" Hobi asked.

"Nothing guys." She said doing a weak smile.

The rest of the ride was silent. We made it to the next location and once we were inside we were immediately sat down. I watched Precious go take a seat with the rest of the staff. She looked so sad, I really wondered what was said.

I was watching the doors being unlocked as fans came in. My phone began ringing and it was my dad. I sighed and took the call near the rest room.

"Hi dad." I said trying to put up the most excitement in my voice

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I sigh and I felt my eyes began to water.

"Nothing dad what are you doing?" I asked.

"Precious." He said sternly.

"Dad I'm fine just a little tired how's work?" I asked.

"I should be asking you that." He said.

"Everything is going great." I said wiping my eyes.

"That's great sweet pea." He said.

"Yeah uh dad I have to get back to work I'll talk to you later, I love you." I said hanging up.

I began crying as light as I could so no one could hear me. Why did I have to be born into this racist ass world. I didn't ask to be born this way.

"Precious?" I heard Namjoon ask.

I quickly turned my head away from and wiped my face. I took a deep breath and put on a fake smile.

"Hey Namjoon what's wrong?" I asked concerned.

"I should be asking you that." He said.

I looked at him and sighed.

"I promise I'll tell all of you later but it's a time and a place." I said.

He looked at me for a moment and sighed.

"Ok." He said patting my head.

I smiled feeling something in my stomach, I was so much more shorter than him and he let it be known.

"Ok." I said.

He smiled at me and went back to the front. I went to the bathroom to clean my face up. I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself as I thought of Namjoon, the way he patted my head. How can something so little make me cheese like a punk.

I shook my head and went back to watch the boys interact with there fans. The way they respect them and are thankful for them is nice. It's just they didn't get much in return when the shoe was on the other foot.